Poems from anchormysoul14
I miss you Africa more and more
The things of this place distract my heart from remembering a huge chunk of what made it realize her...
Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder,
So they say…
and I must say, It soars,
beyond the eyes,
from some Place deeper first.
Beauty...
The constant dialogue of a girl and herself
Why did you do that? Why not do this? Why are you being someone else?
The battle of a girl...
Screams, silence, walls.
Intimidation that will never understand the view from the dusty baseboard looking up….
a rose whose thorns can...
Night lands at the hand's last strike,
and suddenly all the prior garbage ignites in a flame of corruption
now inside the mind, no longer...