Poems are a way to state my mind and confess the truth of my reality without making a peep.
They are how I undeniably tell someone I love them or hate them while they are fast asleep.
Poems are the vast universe, where my thoughts can coincide and willingly cooperate.
They are my ability to feed my hunger and thirst to explain my joy and sorrow; they satiate.
What do poems do for you?
Can they make you feel the way they make me do?
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Sounds of a Fish Attempting to Scale a Skyscraper
Poetry*Finished - first anthology in the Skyscrapers series* Hold fast onto life For it soon slips by. Find the things you love And hold onto them tight. But not too tight, For sometimes they leave Or find something more interesting To shove up their sle...
