I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
The poem is living inside of me, like a ribbon Swirling around, inside my head like a flag pole, The sight of her gives my heart flutter-stutters
By Saroyan Coles5 years ago in Poets
When Fiori Wilhelmina Wilt, Princess of the Fair-folk was but a wee bulb, the wind Goddess Wisk, forcefully, gales her across the sea-
From you, I felt the most genuine love, And yet, I cant be any nearer to you.. I fell for you, as the best version of myself,
Oh my, handsome Cinder-Fella! Your smiles melts my porous heart; sparkling and fizzy on my tongue like cold duck... Your glance stir my moonlight,
Clumsy Ella, The elf, Whom falls off the shelf The one whom smells of peppermint and hot chocolate! When she is naughty,
The wind, wicks the rain off the roof of my home... Taps the window, to say, “ good mornin!” My body a corpse to time,
In her dreams, her cotton sheets, felt like tulle- In her slumber, she felt at peace. A glance as serene as splendor-
With eyes that flicker, like a fire opals the one with a heart as golden as petals of marigolds... His heart as bold as black opals
Lock down, is like a weighted blanket of discomfort- Abrupt our dreams, Left to be shattered. Precipitous our lives,
Ode to all the Children: I would of loved to have: I have spent so many nights speaking ill of my body, until I became sick...
Octavio Aurelio a young man, from Geneseo whose sining was ostentatious onward home, he passes the colegio He whistled,
My heart inches closer like a snail, aroused by her moves, follow her lead he self-assures. Love letters for breakfast; Kisses and cuddles for dinner
