Poems from TardisRobber
18 year old writer. Poems aren't as natural to me anymore but I write a bunch of inspirational pieces and slams
A well thought sentence,
Expresses care and high praise,
And utters poison.
For no politic cares only for the people,
But uses them to...
What does a new day bring,
Sick and death and misery,
Within souls it does ring,
Affecting those the same as me.
Death does not affect me...
The feeling of pain,
as the blade cuts through,
the patter of rain,
as the pidgeons coo.
The elongated blade,
attached to the...
Seeing the tree,
Touching its leaf,
Feeling it's bark,
Sensing it's heart.
Hearing the wind,
Tasting the breeze,
My soul it will mend...
A once silent breeze,
Gains the force of a cyclone,
Its name is my soul.
-TardisRobber