Poems from dakodils
Liberation,
She called it,
Discharging pet
Lovebird from the
Foreign shackles
Named commitment
No, I cried
Ever disheartened
By her...
I want the version of you
Made up in my head
That comes to me in dreams
But my heart knows
That she’s not the same you
Who left me shaking...
Her eyes are those of a gentle summer breeze,
Leaving me winded, leaving me wondering
Her arrival from lone departure overseas
She hardly...
About her, an air of mystery
I feel I must pursue;
Besides my own sake,
It is my duty
To convince her
That my every word
Is true
I write...
I am a dandelion
Wild and free
Not to be noticed upon first glance;
It seems I lack the chance
To belong in a boquet
They look on in...