poetry is infinite,
poetry is nice,
poetry is justice,
poetry is permanent.
poetry is light under the sea:
attached in my soul
for centuries—
alternating melodies
fixed in my heart
tainted with my blood,
interlaced words by my red threads
to weave my own pleasure,
to entwine words of my heart,
to create galaxies only i can see,
to be your happiness
in my sparkles of melancholy.
my poetry
March 11, 2023
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Pieces of Moonbeams
PoetryPieces of Moonbeams | 2023 This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe. -- I am rel...
