Pillars rising from glowing embers
Snuffed out by silences hush
I could lay in this burning forest
Forever
Where there is smoke
A fire burns off in the distance
Earth's red flower in full bloom
Awoken
Cloud upon blazing cloud
Sprinkling ash upon the ground
Preserving its forgotten
Glory
I glide through the wreckage
Untouched and unfazed
As I am enshrouded then finally
Asleep
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Maybe I'm Just Getting Older
ПоэзияLove, anxiety, hope, fear, identity, and pain are all things that we experience while growing up. This is a collection of poetry from my personal experience being a teenager and some poems about books I have read. Feel free to critique my poetry or...
