Poems from RSalina
Staring at her past self
Evaporated Dreams
Waistline Increased
Color Dimmed
Snapshots of happiness
Endless Sunny Skies
Playful Fights...
Cramped in the straight desk
Dreary, Lifeless, White walls
Four Sides, Clear, Cut, Square
No Shapes, No Colors, Nothing
Students stare...
Stories, history, biography.
What are these really?
Are they really an account of the life lived, sorrows past, and happiness gained?...