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In her eyes

January 9, 2022August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
Blue person is leaning on their hand contemplating. They are sporting short, green hair, a pink jumper and yellow bottoms.

In her eyes I saw the stars.

And it shone so brightly,

Reflecting my own scars.

Like moth to the flame,

People wanted to take

And not reciprocate the same.

But light can only exist in the dark

And she is the brightest star.

They can’t accept that she is both,

Just as they all are.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Stars

November 26, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
There is a black background and at the centre there is a pair of pink arms with hands interlocked at an angel towards the right hand side, their nails painted neon blue.

The stars,

The stars,

They feel like home.

Come,

Come,

And take me home.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Rest

November 1, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of blue hands holding onto one another, leaning to the left with neon pink nails.

Rest, my beloved.

The night is long but it is also short

We do not doubt the sun will rise

So take a rest, my love.

And surely tomorrow, the sun will also rise.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Tumbleweed

October 18, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
A pair of yellow hands held up, with one hiding behind the other. Their nails are painted neon green.

Drifting like tumbleweed,

Struggling at the wind’s mercy.

Dying to live,

And living to die.

Rolling, rolling,

But I’m just

Like a

Tumbleweed.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Into the light

September 20, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a yellow hand at the centre, with neon pink nails. The hand is held up with fingers curled in a theatrical manner.

Some days I’m a little worse for wear.

I imagine it’s like a stone that’s always been in darkness,

Suddenly breaking from the cracks inside.

So the light pierces into corners that has never seen daylight

And all the bugs, insects and worms hidden in these corners

Finally come out.

Out of darkness,

And into the light.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Snow

September 16, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a yellow hand held up, fingers curled towards the palm and the index finger reaching out, nails painted neon green.

Clean like snow

You come to me.

Like the first snow,

Resting on pine trees,

Come back to me.

Posted in Love, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Morph

August 1, 2021July 29, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of green hands, fingers pressed together and hands curved from the side, with yellow fingernails.

I used to morph into characters to fit the mould

And I thought I’d be that way until I grew old

But something suddenly switched

It started off small, just like a little itch

I had a taste of abundance, of life’s riches

And it was sweet,

Sweeter than the physical riches.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Red

July 24, 2021July 29, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of pink hands, thumbs hooked onto one another and fingers spread out as if to form wings. Their nails are painted neon green.

They want pretty wings,

The kind that sings

Break, break, break

Let’s pull out those feathers

In seas of red.

For broken wings will have to rely on you

To be fed

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Again

July 14, 2021June 22, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of blue hands at the centre, palms and fingers pressed together as if in sleeping motion, their nails painted a neon yellow.

I wish I could find again.

That, which I lost

Or was it what I gave up?

Take me home

Lord, take me home.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Enough

July 11, 2021June 22, 2021 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of yellow hands and pink fingernails with fingers interlocking, tightly holding onto each other into a fist.

Today I woke up

And watched the rain pour.

I think I’m enough,

Today I think I’m enough.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

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