The Field of yellow pansies sway in the soft warm breeze. This brings a smile to your face. Suddenly the wind picks up and leaves are flying all around. Dust blows into your face entering your eyes causing you too tear up. So you shut your eyes to protect them. After the wind has settled you're too afraid to open your eyes again. Terrified your field has been completely destroyed. A voice in the back of your head tells you if you never open your eyes you will never see those or any flowers again. You can't complete this sentence and eventually open your eyes to assess the damage done by the wind.
Love is a tricky emotion to navigate. These poems show the extent to watch the trials and triumphs of love will take you to
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Meraki
PoetryI'm not here to tell you that life is great. Neither am I here to tell that life is a horrible thing. This is all about real life which is a bit of both. Some of us may have an imbalance but that is what makes us all different, unique,and human. I...
