Poems from a.lee1

Great ribbons of life Glding along Not silent in their stillness Not unmoving in their quietnes Understood to be trusted But only to flow...
  The Crown The bearer of the crown is not the same as the wearer Perhaps sometimes they can be the same, if the wearer is Not a puppet on...
The night is warm,One of those beautiful days betweenSpring and summerThe tinny hum of the fan andThe harsh light of the lampAttracts moths...
  Never has my apology Been so deep As the dusk my heart was Seen for its true self In my eyes and those of my Creator It was a tattered,...
  Do you believe that a star Would complain of its own beauty? Of its solitude? No, neither would I How much less does the human Have to...

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