Your voice calls to me,
like poetry in my ears:
with something to hide.
~
I stand there alone,
falling apart piece by piece.
You caused this, darling.
~
Time trickles away,
and pictures begin to fade,
but stars remember.
~
Sun and moon collide.
The stars burn bright and comets fly
as your lips touch mine.
~
Clouds smudge summer skies,
filling our young minds with hope:
dreams of brighter days.
~
Buildings rise. Towers.
Monuments of bitter loss.
Proof of misery.
~
Scars on hidden wrists,
clouds of despair raining down,
blocking out the hope.
~
A simple flower,
so perfect. It was made
only to whither.
~
You fooled me, you frog.
You stole my kiss and were gone.
You were not a prince.
~
Simple, bookish Belle:
she sees the false good in him,
consumed by the beast.
~
Flags as red as blood.
Rebellion flares quickly.
We are heroes now.
~
She is imperfect:
feels she is insufficiant.
She is beautiful.
~
Imperfections and
Insufficiancies are in
her beautiful heart.
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Steel Lives On and Other Poems
RandomA collection of some poetry I've written in the past couple years. "Steel Lives On" and "Romance" are winning poems from my annual, city-wide poetry competition.