The winter hasNever beenThis harshIn a long time.You step outIn awe byThe whitenessThat surrounds you.You’re walkingOn white carpetPurity at its finest. The silver windStrikes youLeaving
Author: poetry_de_ria
I am a UK student studying medical physiology writing once was my outlet but now I write to inspire and bring togetherness with my poems. writing it comes automatically
Mood-ful
What is itWith my mood?I can’t alwaysBe 100.So I feel depleted.Damn!How do I go backTo feeling theWay I felt? There is noGoing back.Do not wish
I love you but…
I love you butYou are hurting me.Pain is not good.Pain is an indicationThat something is wrong. I love you butyou are hurting me.My heart criesMy
Can you see?
I’m at theFront rowBut I can’t see.How bizarre.Ive got myEyes setOn the goalBut I can’t see.So I ask thoseAround meCan you see? Can you seeWhat
The avalanche
The avalanche comes.You are surroundedLooking for a way out.You will notBe taken.You will notSurrender. The avalanche comesTo drown you.It chases you.Tries to drown you.You emotionaYour
