Poems from daishacoleman
Love is ...
The taste of sweet rain
Streaking my window pane
With its gentle touch
And it's gentle name.
Love is ...
The sound of red...
Today, I discovered who you were
And also I discovred the legend you left behind.
Surely, you are the true king of cowards.
The definition...
As the trees become pale
The life sucked out of fragile leaves.
The sky, covered in dull, meaningless clouds.
I watch as Earth welcomes...
Walk into class, look around, take a seat.
Preparing for a test, fighting the urge to cheat.
Teacher walks in without even a smile on her...
I hear stories of young girls and guys
Who like to play with rainbows.
They wave these rainbows as flags
Desperately through the wind, it...