Poems from LeviSpeaks
C#m: With beauty was she blessed
Emaj: Yet in stride left a curse—
(Simile)
Day by day she pined,
Pined away in her verse
But would...
All day
Is every day
Manifests in every way,
Takes us back to what we call normal,
But it's boring
Sink back into false glory
Do we live to...
The night is oft
Long and dark
Such as her mind
Which speaks as
The mind of
All and yet so
Little of self.
Never shall I forget
The...
Run Jack, run,
For they merely
Do not see
That unto thee
That they cast
Their stones and
Harsh crosses made
Of the wood of
Trees of...
It is indeed true that
The makings of a man,
and indeed that the
Greatest of men
Are oft those of
The greatest flaws
And hardships...