Poems from annester123
I am 17 I live with my mom in Seattle, Wa. As long as I can remember poetry has been my way of coping with hard times in my life. I would love to hear your thoughts on my poems.
A tear my dear, for you I weep, one too many times.
We lit a match and watched it fall as our lives became intertwined.
I heard your...
Why would I call out who I am when all the while my words fall on deaf ears.
For the screams that have been ripped from my throat have...
Your face is a symphony- Does a man love it- Can he understand the meaning behind the way you stare up at him through lashes thick as...
She looks in the cold metal box.
She has a glimmer of hope.
She remembers how he hugged her.
She remembers how she cried onto his coarse...
Deep calming whispers fill my ears.
Her breath warm on my neck as I lull myself to sleep.
I awake to brisk nothingness.
A memory, a moment...