Friday poetry 🙂
Tag: SHpoetry
Something like this: Fly, open up the part of you that wants to hide away. You can shine, forget about the reasons why you can’t in life. And start to…
It’s not about understanding the words, It is understanding the feelings enclosed. -S.H. about poetry These days. Like a storm with its residuals. Devastation upon the circumstances. Circumstances of knowing…
Delicacy has lost it’s touch. Like the city of Atlantis, forgotten. It is now the age upfront criticism. And a banner of wants. I’d wish it never left. Subtility…
With the current situation of merry and jolly, I think that it is drown with a sorrowful mellow. It’s a wobble and a trouble of nothing like a jelly. But…
Like a swish of the magic wand. The spring vanished and out came the storm. The lighting, the thunder. The lost and confusion. Frustrations. With welled up tears. Swollen eyes…
A storm of greed that rushed out need, It seems a reason that’s meant no treason. Yet time has lost the incredulous risk. That swoop the loops of tumbling week.…