Poems from Meli Echelon
I don't write poems according to conventions, rules, or structures. I use the word vomit in my brain and put it on paper. I like to think of myself as a Wallflower with an overflow of excitement and nerves. I don't feel fear easily, but when I do, it means something.
How does the world turn?
Do angel wings beat the air?
No! We make it move.
Surely you feel it;
The planet's strong heartbeat.
Giving us...
How does the world turn?
Do angel wings beat the air?
No! We make it move.
Surely you feel it;
The planet's strong heartbeat.
Giving us...
They ran for hope and peace, to make a change.
They ran so others could believe in something.
They ran for the families cheering their...
Could you look me in the eyes?
My mistake is easy to repair!
Don't treat me so coldly, do not despise
Simply because the crack was large.
I...
Your body is just one piece of architecture.
Legs are the stairways to strength, willpower.
Arms the branches to sensitivity, care.
The...