HONEY AND GOLD
there is a warrior in you. © y, 2016.
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
❝moon dust in your lungs, stars in your eyes. you are a child of the cosmos and ruler of the skies.❞ she was a glorious being, kissed by the stars, her slender fingers coated with mars dust. carve constellations into her skin, sprinkle planets into her hair, and throw her up into the sky, so that ot...
I LIE IN DUST AND ASHES, my corpse withers next to you, my love ©2017 WREN #663, #503, #582, #475, #300, #294,#251, #210, #189, #158, #146, #234, #341, #405
Everything remembered must be forgotten. The gods are glorious, and then they are not -- history is an ongoing clock. It trudges on.
when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]
honeysuckles still bloom after dark. colleen cosette goodman © 2016-2018
WE ARE IMMORTAL; one day they will name planets after us. © hypocrisies, 2016
'milk and cookies" is a collection of poetry and quotes about life. A twist on the classic 'milk and honey' by Rupi Kaur.
i prick my finger on a rose in my garden. my blood is not red. i take the wind caressing my face as a silent apology. cover art made by doradorapuff on tumblr. [2015] thank you to everyone who shared with me these short poems as they were published. they were written through a time span of about three years. my period...