Poems from Jess_T
Anger
And sadness
Fall from their eyes
Their optimism—
It left them here
In the cold
In the freezing rain
Alone to die
Abandoned
They...
A sentence is like a bridge,
supported by implied intention,
and a careful choice of words,
bound together by gestures,
pauses,
and pitch...
As children we are deceived
by society’s definition of beauty.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
and is in no way perfect.
Beauty is...
Another scarA new lessonEach tearA reminder she's been beatShe carves sorrowInto her fleshThat wayShe'll never forgetA constant reminderOf...
Sometimes tears stream
down porcelain cheeks
onto dry cracked earth.
Sometimes they fall
into fragile hands
that somehow hold up the...