Poems from l1f3wr1t3r
I remember being young
and listening to my mother and father
shaming my relatives who had tattoos
and more than just ear piercings.
Saying...
This is not a ode to love in the verity that you may think.
I do not dream of what the feeling of your lips would be on mine,
or if our...
The word love is always
Just thrown from here to there.
I love this or that,
Him or her
You.
What worth does it have left?
We're perceived...
I don't understand
how they can't hear it.
The screaming and the shouts
of the overlooked.
How do they just ignore
Those who are so...
There is a boy I know
Who I love deeply.
But I'm not in love with him.
I want him to hold my hand
and hug my tightly when I cry
But I don't...