Tag Archive: poet


Knife

Just because you don’t see, doesn’t mean I don’t bleed

Just because I smile, doesn’t mean I’m fine

I’m covered with insecurities and every single day is a fight to stay alive

This knife, this invisible knife, it cuts deep and everyday I struggle to breathe.

-Maria Michaela-

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Finally Happier

You caught me by surprise and I didn’t know any better

There was peace in your eyes

And I knew

You were happier

Finally happier

I kissed the rain goodbye

I told the grey skies to go

I was done being sad and blue

The rainbow and sunshine have come

Stained

I used to see colors of different hues

Then I only saw all blues

Clouds once white now heavy gray

I think I’ll sulk here and stay

Love once pure, now it’s stained

Everything lost, nothing gained

Plastic Roses

Like the love that you gave

It was all just pretend

Nothing we do could ever save

The wilted feelings we felt in the end.

And like the plastic flowers on the table

We couldn’t do anything more than we’re able

Reflect

Look at the mirror

See a face

Sometimes I see the reflection of the real me

But oftentimes

She hides so far away that she’s out of reach

Hello! Hello!

Hello me

Hello you

Hello sunrise

And hello morning dew.

Hello trees with leaves so green

Hello clear sky that is so blue

Hello birds happily chirping

And hello to each day that’s new.

I Never Knew Him…

….I never knew the sound of his voice

….The sound of his laughter, which could be music or noise

I never knew his likes, dislikes

….His favorite movie or color

….His smell and odor

I never got the chance and I never will

Without

Without a word and without hesitation

Without looking back, he left

The stars, they call

Calling me back

But I cling to this world

Contented at looking up at them.

But they continue to call

Even when I constantly ignore them.

The Darkest Tunnel

Find yourself in the Chaos

Kas Writes

From Photography to Poetry. From Tea to Travel. From late night study to Lifestyle. Follow me as I try spread positivity and love through words and pictures.

Words from a Little Person

Poets bleed from the heart and soul

GOD'S POETIC CHILD!!!

Dear Reader, I am here to give you a little taste of poetry with some water on the side. When you come on my blog that's all that you will taste is Poetry. Not the type of poetry where it doesn't have a meaning. The type of poetry where you will be inspired, uplifted and you will have a different mindset once you leave this site. You might even come to get a taste of this poetry again. Don't be afraid to let your kids read this blog. My poetry is for and to help the youth. Bring them along with you. You both are scrolling down your phone or on the computer anyway. Let's have fun and get a taste of some poetry. I promise this type of poetry tastes delicious. Grab a plate and a fork and I'll feed you. ENJOY!!!!

johncoyote

Poetry, story and real life.

RED GLADIOLA

Fiction & Poetry Journal of T. Wong