Where doves of hearts flit towards,
Forthwith it flies with gentle gait
When poppies grow like children's lungs
Let they who pass live on like monks.
May beige, soft sands sink your feet
The gaps that shine like crystalline sight
The portal of warmth envelops the sad
Then leaves the heart in its bounty place.
How can the rich, feel richness; loud?
A feeling of courage so empty heavy
May richness, my own come by; deserved
Within their aptly shape of bounty.
Swirls and circles inside these feelings,
Then jumps and twists outside the moment
Envelops the world with vine-like love
The Prophet's tune within your current.
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A Float through Night Skies and Other Poems in Youth
PoesiaA Float Through Night Skies and other Poems in Youth is a poetry collection written from the eyes of an existential and disenfranchised youth. It details themes such as Love, Family, Loneliness, Desperation, Transcendence as well as Suicide. These p...
