Poems from omhultman
Quiet in its blooming,
Branching thoughts of wisdom,
Soft petals cascade.
In lavender and gentle pinks.
Then soul crushing blues,
sweep...
Before my house’s basement was finished,
It was a barren concrete playground,
For my imagination to mold.
Silver lined walls got punctured...
Just like Father,
With strength in my shoulders,
Compassion in my veins,
Others in my thoughts,
I am one-track-minded.
Just like Mother...
In a pocket of city commotion,
A paradoxical chasm
An alley people embrace
Rather than avoid.
Willingly, I am submerged,
Under the...
Stumbling, staggering in the center of the street,
Unconcerned walking in any given lane,
On the deserted asphalt,
Only seen by looming,...