La'Chelle Yount

Biography of La'Chelle Yount
WOW! Where to begin? I am just a girl who loves to read and write poetry. Usually just drifting thoughts, or certain moods effect the way I write, but maybe that is with everyone. Well I am outgoing and love to be with friends and family. That is pretty much it. BORING yes I know! !
Peace and lots of trees.
La'Chelle Yount Poems
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My Ode To A Lost Friend
Something Liberate this will to release me The darkness may come if I linger This distinguished path swallows my kind -
Moist
Felling the rain Chills... how becoming Not showing skin Humility only in me -
Boredom
My pen, a road for my thoughts… To trust me with myself seems redundant Always the same outcome regardless of the paths -
Without
Seeing you standing there So confident without a care I am uncertain of what to do How on earth could I hurt someone like you -
Tripped
The longing indside says it's okay The mind and heart pleading no What do I do, What side of the fence to I jump to...or maybe even run -
At Last
Drops of reality finally land Dressing me in storm clouds Wanting everything to be sane Sitting here letting the cigarette burn -
Someday, One Day...Soon
Beginning my day with thoughts of you Ending it just the same… someday No matter what I do you’re always there Remembering your softness, I dream…one day -
Taking Shape
This guy I know Beautiful to me His smile lights every part of him Those eyes that dare to look deep inside -
Amazing Pill
To finally remember your beauty So hard to find truer self… you Feeling your touch once again Missing you more with each moment -
My Broken Heart
Millions of pieces To keep from crying Disbelief To have and then not -
His Eyes
To finally remember The sound most familiar How becoming are the memories To explain the struggle -
Broken Glass
Bringing a new virus with every breath A glimpse that turned into a stare (Breathe and continue) Random thougts of nothingness -
Drops
Let me see the reality of life inside Is it the reality I long to see Or just a wish I don't want Questions fall like rain -
Superficial
Misplaced Lost between the leaves Below the ashes Waiting to be stirred
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At Last
Drops of reality finally land
Dressing me in storm clouds
Wanting everything to be sane
Sitting here letting the cigarette burn
Dreaming of you once again
My way seems to long
It will be dark soon
Not enough light for passage
Writting down my thoughts