Poems from kjanelleee
Who knows the pain of the rising sun
as she shatters the glass of the evening moon,
mocked by the lights before her?
Blood spills from lips once indulged
unto frozen land.
Screams muted by media
still ring in valleys unseen .
Countless battles without...
I am a child of wild tides.
I flow with the soul of the breathing sea.
Melodies of the surf swell about me.
I will breath with the...
Empty souls press grounds unknown.
Vacant hearts indulge in wonders yet to be discovered.
Mournful beings beg for salvation
while the...
Condescending eyes shallowed by the slow hands stabbing at dragging hours
stare intently at the dark scratches upon a once pure surface....