Poems from Beena
At my worst I met a woman who made me my best.
I didn’t stab her in the back; instead I looked her in the eyes and put the blade in her...
I am starting to believe that a strong creative mind is indicative of an injured heart.
Upon this realization I have become much more...
It is far easier to love a stranger than someone you are familiar with.
Don’t believe me?
Take a look in the mirror.
Dear Vanity,
I seem to have this predilection for abandoning anything that is not perfect.
To enumerate: my parents, my work ethic, my...
Like an acorn planted deep within a soul; grown into a beautiful oak casting shade over all you once thought you wanted. Providing a thirst...