Poems from sweetp393
Her blond bob and beady brown eyes looked up,
Gazing into her father’s similar orbs
Believe in yourself dad, she said with simplicity.
His...
An oxen pulls a cart
with all its might
its muscles strain
forming shapes
that outline
patches of its body
bulging from its skin
veins...
It’s not goodbye, that’s what I believe
Things have a way of coming back after they leave
Time passes and we move on
But the memory of what...
I run.
I hurt.
I stop.
I fall.
I cry.
I sob.
I tear.
I hit a wall.
This time it is different, this time the case is unique.
The blockade...
They go forward,
She steps back.
Their hearts beat rhythmically,
Hers flutters.
They expect the day,
She is stuck in the unknown.
They are...