There are poems inside of us,
This new generation,
That cannot be understood
through writing alone.
They shall scorch the parchment,
Char its edges
Burning holes through
The paper.
Sparks flying,
Embers glowing,
Crimson to a smoldering
Tangerine.
To understand,
One must look within.
Slash through the cobwebs,
And peer into the cavern of
Conscious thought.
To understand
One must also
Love.
YOU ARE READING
We Write for Fear of Silence
شِعر{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
