come one
come all
the exhibition of
my broken foundations
on display
a creation i wrecked
to see how the house falls
a destruction
that brings me pride
an idea, which twists
and clenches at the minds
of those who visit
in little more than disgust
and confusion
and i'll sell my broken harp
just to hear her untuned melody
YOU ARE READING
a swallow of words
Poetry-original poetry collection -these are not all the poems i have written as some are too personal and i already have 200+ -feedback is appreciated :) -if my writing can help or reach and mean something to someone i will be over the moon -thank you...
