Poems from Aidan Wordspark
I write poems for myself, but I love sharing them with other people. Sarah Kay and Watsky are my inspirations.
Open windows
Open doors
Broken glass strewn
Across the floor
Out of my prison
I do see
And open air
Is what I need
Grab at bricks
Tear...
I remember
From many years ago
The talking shadows
I was but a babe
Lying in my crib
When I saw the talking shadows
A hallway light...
Curled up
Trapped within
A living shell
I slam against it
Scratch at it
Work harder than I ever have
But even when
It is open
I still...
Society
Society commandeers every bit of our lives
We would never live as hermits
Or make our homes out of living trees
Because that is...
Sometimes
I want to pause
And bask in the light
Of a moment when
Happiness fills my view
I would walk
Among the frozen
People and things...