Don’t be frightened by isolation For all it does is detach you from others To attach you to the work Of building yourself
In the flock of birds, I was an eagle, and while they learned to fly, I was meandering the skies I grabbed their premature wings and Dispersed their feathers in hope of enlightening them to their ultimate goal But still They cried in fear I was a wicked beast to their eyes. A sorceress … Continue reading To fly
An unspoken reality about a major insecurity in our society.
She wore her black veil Amidst the colors that surrounded. A widow to the world And an antiquity to living, For her spirit had been buried By the lack of life; the feasts of death; and the woes of nights that overflowed in monotony She was not old Nor had she physically faced death, … Continue reading Emily
I saw two boys holding hands yesterday Strolling up the school stairs Consumed by the youth That surrounds them Their eyes: propelled by the light of day Their feet dancing to the palpitations Of their swaying hands Humming to the gentle melodies unknown by the corrupted after going up the stairs their hands … Continue reading The innocence of youth
Happy Monday! Please enjoy this direct and simple poem with multiple universal themes, according to your interpretation of it. (by the way, yes, the word "literalities" does exist, its plural for the word "literality")
This holiday vacation I am traveling through Buenos Aires with my family. I noticed the great variety within the city's architecture, and desired to make a quick poem based on such. Enjoy!