1994 HOLY LAND
ROTTING FOREVERMORE. | KI , 2018
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
a lonely Saturday conversation on the wrong side of the yellow bedroom curtains. ... || Wattys Winner 2018 ||
my poetry smells like mint and lemon and tells all the white boys to fuck off ©KELLY2017
you're responsible for your rose, and for me, and i wish i didn't love the sunset so much. fuck.
Spilled thoughts, letters from no one, stories of another time, another place. - || H.R. : #50 in Poetry ||
the walls with blued body scents soft on the skin, the curtains drawn and a lover asleep close by. ...
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
with you: words are not routines anymore / with you: is where home is / home is where the heart is / a pair of eyes and a turbulent pulse
❝I have never been myself as much as I have with you and all these words.❞ A beginner's attempt at poetry, exploring a few different forms and voices while trying to convey loss and beauty. Organized alphabetically, so feel free to read in whatever order you like. Sept. 2013-June 2014 "eye of twilight" from Jan...
you've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018