Manager by day, Musician by Night
I once participated in a challenge among friends to paint a picture of the starry sky. One of my friends ran out of the color black but ended up painting a masterpiece anyway. That inspired me to write a poem about a night without black….This is a poem about light pollution From the prehistoric woman’s first spark that took away
In the midst of darkness as I evade all light,When each sound of pain keeps draining my might,When the smile feels fake And my life’s at stake,and nothing in the world says I’m right When I search for someone as I search for myself,when I crucify my heart and have no one to tell,When all that they can do is
I am a Girl,I live! I Breathe! I believe!I Remember! I Forgive! I Forget!I do not live for anyone but myself!I don’t live on every chirp from the lipsOf those who can’t who’ll never know me!My life is more precious than anything else!Unlike yours, it isn’t made of deep breaths and calm heartbeatsIt’s made of everything that comes to my
This is dedicated to brave soldiers guarding peace: As that rare sound beckons my heart,My heartbeats grow far less apart,Comes forth the postman with his poisonous grace,While we look on with so much a mind as a blank face,Trifled he opens that harmless bag of letters,Doesn’t know how many hopes he today shatters. With my name called, my rifle does
Falling asleep requires real talent. Here are a few poems to help: 1. Into the land of candy and honey,Close your eyes little one.For have crept out little stars,And inside his blanket has disappeared the sun. Fear not the darknessAnd let every thought fade awayNot a worry, not a laughIn your mind anymore stay. Look away for everyoneLook away from
