Writer, adventurer, nature lover, student of life
Courtship calling in the day and into the night In the trees above, singing songs hidden from sight Crying and screeching their tears are releasing
By Misha Kelly2 years ago in Poets
Maybe tomorrow will be different Under the guise it will be magnificent New adventures await for me to explore Daring to implore through revolving different doors
Darkness falls as the sun meets the sea In the midst of chaos I am no longer free Staring straight into the vast unknown The struggles become my precious stone
By Misha Kelly3 years ago in Poets
Dancing with the devil I find myself jumping from one thought to the next Still stuck in the past and I can never pass the
He handsome Her headstrong He held her hands Her hug healed his heart He had her happiness Her humor hexed him He hid his hostility
The sunlight fell down Reminding me how life can Be gracious to us
Stop telling me what I should do Honestly, who the hell are you I already should all over me I do it so much that I hold the highest degree
Are you really that dense? To think I want a white picket fence Mama said, now child you go on to school We all got to follow the rule
I live down south deep in the heat Come summertime my face is as red as a beet I know, why don't I move to the Arctic The rate at which the polar ice caps are melting is like watching the clock tick
Anxiety often takes me to places I do not desire to be Places with irrational fears and Moments I wish to flee Moments that could be spent
The only moment that ever exists Right now is all we have Yet why do we live somewhere else When all we really need is here
Before you came along I saw myself small My identity was based on the perceptions of others My voice was soft because I silenced myself
