Poems from natroutledge
A clash of dreams
Fall to pretty pieces
Restlessness
Finally ceases
In the ruins
Beneath soft rainfall
Sincere laughter
The sweetest...
When I sleep
It's in his arms
And when I die
It's in his eyes
Drifting off
To black beaches
Places that I've seen
And places that I've...
When I sleep
It's in his arms
And when I die
It's in his eyes
Drifting off
To black beaches
Places that I've seen
And places that I've...
One more week of rainy days
Bleeding clouds and calming sounds
Constant drizzle that soaks the ground
Crackling thunder will have its say...
What makes a future sure?
Between the days, blurs
Clouded eyes that long to see
A desperate need
To endure
What makes a person dream?...