Tag: poem

Your tragedy is my ceiling

You’re having a moment A breaking point of sorts You killed her dream Or rather Her dream died upon your demise Dreams come and go, but To dream is divine She needs to dream, but Your tragedy is my ceiling A dreamslayer, an auctioneer Darkness is your highest […]

I can taste the spring

Breathe in the air Dream of tulips Feel the twigs under my feet Crunch away on the granola and mars bars The chirping birds are giddy The squirrels blasting a nut It’s time to feel free No icecream worries No fretting over a pinecone A refreshing breeze And […]