Is there beauty if it isn’t seen?
If its bashful to the eyes and those around it are deaf to its cries.
If the world stopped feeling, does it have a heart?
If it did it’d die in the dark.
Is there wishes that come true, if you want them to just shower upon you?
If no one wants to try they just want to watch their lives go by.
Why is there lies where there could be blue skies?
And hatred upon strangers and grudges against neighbors.
Why do people hold the dagger to one another’s throats?
When all they talk about is the trouble of a man who saved us all for a greater plan.
I find it’s a load of crap, but if it’s not you know where you’ll rot.
Magical sims game or plots, we ignore what we have and take what we want.
We terrorize, bully, and taunt.
We build ourselves up, to tear others to the ground.
But when did we start this war?
It’s too late to end it, so in suffering humanity sits.
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PoetryHey guys it's Tiphanie. And these are my poems I wrote I hope you enjoy. Leave comments and votes i promise to read all of them. Much love from Tiph. NO STEALING.
