Poems from brookekay
There is a pain in my chest
The kind love can't ignore
A coldness about the room
And you are the source
Empty promises slip through my...
Her figure appears from the dark
White and luminous she looks
She is the silhouette of my soul
She is my special gift
Her dress sways...
To any given person the black or blue ballpoint pen, varying in color with my mercurial temperament, hidden within my backpack might seem...
Down the snowflakes came
falling from a red summer sky
in small patches they fell
piercing the earth’s soul with specks of betrayal
Down...
Skies lie down in patches of blue
while the clouds keep us wishing too
A piebald façade is the perfect disguise
to cover up all these...