Sparks fly
They soar
There beautiful
You can't look away
They start to die
There dull
And ugly
You look away
You walk away
You don't look back
That's what you say
But you look back anyways
You see them
The sparks come back
There flying again
There gorgeous
You turn your head
For one second
There gone
They left
YOU ARE READING
The Dark Road Called Life: Poems
PoetryThese poems are how I feel in the moment. I know the first few absolutely suck, but the bottom ones would have to be the best in my opinion. I am open to criticisim and I hope you enjoyed your reading. Thank you! Bye!
