Bleeding Poetry
Our hearts bleed poetry when we fail to speak. So we bleed our emotions on to paper, in the form of words. Our deepest emotions spilled out on a single page and for a moment all we do is feel.…
Dismantle me
Stripped down to my very core, dismantled in the most blissful of ways, replaced my broken and ugly pieceswith parts of you.I became a living being recreated for loving you.…
Muse
We all meet that one person, an unfathomable soul, to whom our hearts belong to within our consent. And to me it will always be him-only him- my hearts most unyielding desire, the ineffable being and melody my heart beats to. My muse.___________________________________________~ #2 in #Iceflake2021 (Poetry section)…