poetry for the flame 🔥 PSYCHOPATH ENG/FRE
good morning , poetry for the flame psychopath There was nothing in your voice Just an echo lost among the mountains No color, no beauty, no miracle You…
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Memory
Let your everyday count Save your smiles and pains Search for things that matter the most Do the one thing your heart long for. In the event of life Every day is precious Save…
Ink And Dust
A thin voice speaks softly on the musty air A scent of dust, and years of fading ink Not a smell that saturate every room But of a room where time stood there A room that holds…
You knew it, too.
I had thought you'd be different, I could see from the way your eyes looked at me, Or was it my imagination? Of the world you created for me, It was…
Echoes of a Neighbor: August Challenge 2.
*My neighbor lives with a constant brow, Across the fence, their stories flow. Their tongue cuts deep like a farmer's plough; They twist…
Faded photograph
"Who are you?" I asked an old photograph Lying on the floor covered with dust, it's color faded. "I was" it sighed, a voice like brittle paper's rustle I was a smile that…
Beauty
In the eyes of a lad In the soft breeze of nature's green In the smile of a mother's face Is true beauty found Flaws finds no root in a beholder's eyes Nor does the imperfect…
Childhood Jingles
Growing old is scary The thought of a frail bone and lost memories Stationed on an old stool with shaky hands Good old days forgotten, lost in a veil of time No more childhood…
Her voice.
Alluring. I could have said, But it was way more than that. As gentle as the sea wave on a perfect day, *The sound of her voice rose like a morning…
Tame It
Bridle your tongue If let loose can kindle a fire Large enough to burn down what's been built in years Or start a conflict too large for an ocean to quench It's a mystery that…
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