Poems from mawisonna
Slowly I fell in,
from cocoons to butterflies
nestled in flora.
A beat that races
while my pulse accelerates.
So loud, yet quiet.
Why...
A slow moving day
I can't seem to make it go
Little words are said
I try to speak clear
But become silent and lost
Nothing more to say...
Provoked by small things
Like small hills become mountains
They add up quickly
Tired of the pain
Followed by consistency
A rage that...
The light fades slowly
-it is the light in which sees good
Humans are dynamic, inconsistent, masked by illusions
-characteristics...
Trails walked by others
Paths carved by those before us
Their own metaphor
Stage, be our lantern
Blue and silver be our light
Our...