Poems from kalnicho

It’s not something physical and that’s what makes it difficult.   The key to change is always education. Not just of the main applications...
I have to clean my room My fear looms Clothes all over the floor It’s like the hundred years war.   There’s an awful smell My room looks...
Writers block My creativity has come to a stop I can’t help it My mind has halted   Sleeping doesn’t help a bit I have lost my wit I don’t...
Cans in plastic bags Bags in scrapheap This planet sags Sags from weeping   We made the earth a garbage can Don't let it become a wasteland...
Shrill voice of the alarm. Gets out of bed. Gears up. ascends towards school.   Classrooms are tundra. Sits at desk. Heavy backpack- Can’t...