Poems from Analise Atkins

I am a writer, a photographer, a dancer, an artist in my own respect, and a bubble aficionado.
When You're Gone
Day One: This morning I woke up crying I miss you I couldn’t talk to all the well-wishers I couldn’t even talk to my mom I miss you Day Ten...
Rainy Days
Rain is powerful And beautiful That too It drips down my window, Dribbling, Trickling, Sometimes Cascading, Streaming, Gushing Cold rain...
Pay Attention
Words roll and tumble through the air Big words, little words Words that glow and vibrate And words that are content to sit there Filling...
The Struggle Within
Words sit on my tongue Words that I can’t verbalize I want to say them, but I can’t How do I articulate my feelings? Blowing pain Twisting...
What is Love, Anyway?
Love is patient. Love is kind. I've heard it all. But I don't know if I believe any of it They should change that Love should be patient...

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