She swims the seas with
such power and force, like how
a mule pulls a cart.
+
She looked up at the sky
and wondered when she will fly
away from her bad dreams.
+
She held the rose in
her hand as her blood rolled
down.
+
She looks like a rose,
she smells like a rose,
and stings like a rose.
+
He held her
like a flower,
but always kept her
in his pocket.
+
I hope one day, I'll
see you at the end of the
tunnel smiling joy.
+
"What makes me happy?"
she wondered as she took a
sip of her vodka.
+
The prying eyes
of a private mind,
she looks at people
with such curiosity as
intense as the sun, yet
her eyes were like cold
water, that stung your skin
like fire.
She can power a tornado of thoughts with
just one look that
pulls you into
deep desire.
These are just a small collection of poems I wrote when I was up late at night when I couldn't sleep. Although some of these poems are quite personal to me I want to share my passion for writing and how I express myself, which is not just through fine art. :)
I'm currently working on a visual diary in which I'll show you guys soon :D
And from now on, I'll try to stick to a scheduled time to post which will be every Friday or Saturday!
And from now on, I'll try to stick to a scheduled time to post which will be every Friday or Saturday!
I hope you like these poems as much as I liked writing them!
x nicole ᵔᴥᵔ
Beautiful poetry-- I love the words and the colorful description
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Vivian :D
DeleteAmazing post! And brilliant poetry. You could be a famous poet.
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