Tranquil Garden
My bare feet grazed over the soft wet foliage
And green lilies appeared
Glossy tears dropped from my cheeks
And watered a beautiful dosage
My pain withered
I am a goddess of this Eden one of the greeks
I birthed this place to survive my wreckage
And to finally be cured
Far away from the nightmarish shrieks
That held me hostage
And weeping that lasted for weeks
Sadness can not abide here
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Poison Ink
PoetryMy internal feelings were bubbling into thoughts, forming into words, growing wings, and taking flight, reaching the ears and minds of others, expressing something more significant than a sentence, a hollowed moment of life's waves. I hope these wo...
