Poems from yasmeenra
With rose petals on my cheeks,
I am trying my best to be a work of art
but it isn't quite working out.
My colors have all faded,
and I am...
To all that I am and all I am not,
I confess, it was for the better you left
me behind, all alone with only the strength of my thoughts....
The tree jumped from San Francisco
and landed in a lover's arms
I could see the weight of it crushing his bones.
The branches turned into...