Mind or body,
No matter which,
Someone is always,
Hiding som'thing secret,
...
If roses were red,
And violets were blue,
Then you would have lived,
And nothing askew,
...
I taste the wind as it passes by me,
hear the whispers of my fellows above me.
As a stranger passes.
I am immovable by the elements themselves
...
I give a voice to Sarah.
Sarah, the girl who speaks,
but has no mouth.
Who hears,
...
Loss. A strange concept.
In order to lose something, don't we
Have to have something?
Have to know it?
...
Magic box
The box would be silver,
With a pattern of blue,
The box would have no bottom,
...
Grew up in the beautiful city of Bath, but moved to the country at a young age due to my parents divorce. Currently taking A-levels and writing poetry in spare time.)
Help Helps
Mind or body,
No matter which,
Someone is always,
Hiding som'thing secret,
Nob'dy to know,
Nob'dy to find,
The public, the,
King, the queen,
Watch your front,
Watch your back,
Watch up above,
Even down below,
There is nothing,
Bad about paranoya,
Bad about guarded,
So watch friends,
Trust no one,
Help as many,
As you can.
Feelings don't truly belong here; they only visit briefly. When they do, the world becomes more vibrant than before.
These are amazing! ! ! ! ! [3