Poems from tina_baha
"You're a ghost driving a meat coated skeleton made from stardust. What do you have to be afraid of?"
I have decided that happiness is not native to earth.
Rather, I believe it to be
stolen
from some far away place
delivered on sun rays,
or...
The alleyways are littered with broken bottles
Bleeding amber liquid
A fixer
Another boy pulls the trigger
And paints the dirt with...
There’s a faded, torn pictureMy grandma lovingly tapedOf the day she stood in front of old AbeAnd with thousands of othersCheered for a...
One of my earliest memories
is working on puzzles with my dad.
He’d always tell me exactly what to do,
to start with the corners
and find...
There is a certain lullaby
that floats through the air in spring
with its bright, vibrant colors
and cool, gentle bliss
the lullaby is the...