Poems from Anonymous.art
I fought back then.
I fought constantly to have a life that was worth living
I fought to find peace
I fought to find the place where...
She layed her head down on the white sheets.
Her sheets weren't just white, but cotton.
A type that would make you realize she was about...
white surface
in sand pebbles
but a blue thin layer of sky
it rests upon my silk shirt
I'm bending over
and the sun is tilting my skin
the...
I'm starting to change the way I see my poetry.
It isn't saddness anymore
or a way to escape
but today went from blue
to blue
not about...
Pretend a buttfly is slightly fluttering on the back of your neck
....you gave me those same chills
-art