Skydreamer

Rain is ever-changing in the way it’s the same. Every time it rains the rain comes down hard and soft. Full and thin. It’s hard not to think about the ...

Spoiler! : This is what I called a scrambled poem, it's for Lyricalis Trees grow tall. Their leaves fall in the fall. They stand and stretch. Their limbs attached to ...

Poems on Night Here are some poems from a sad book that is about the Holocaust and is a very touching needle like book. The words are meant to touch ...

For a friend

Reminiscing was one of my favorite things. I was ten and there was no danger in doing so. I would remember being held by my momma and being twirled around ...

The darkness has ended, the sun begins. It rises slowly, and it brings, Every dream ever carried, Every hope ever held, In the warmth of it wings. Chours: So ...

Dancing in the rain The tears become invisible as I step out from my make-shift shack house to the pouring rain outside. There was no point staying inside when I ...

The Red Dress Scarlet is a rude color, many had once told her. It???s too bold, too reckless, too wrong, and too breathless. She didn???t care she would say, it ...

Who Am I? My eyes are wide open. My ears a locked shut. My eyebrows are stapled. My cheek bone is rough. My head is swollen and broken and bluff. ...

About poverty, discrimination, and the seperation that still exists in this world.

How I see things sometimes.

Cheesy and mushy stuff.

Have you heard the melody of a life?

Every smile is one of a kind.

Something we wrote up while I was her mentor! : )

See if you can figure it out.

She was her world.

there's a message

defining colors

It's technically connected to Beauty and the Beast and just connected to controlling relationships in general.

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reunited lovers

the story of a thorned rose