I'm a writer
I create lives
Slow-paced, high tides
Gray storms, bright lights
I've killed,
Brought back the dead
Fell it dark,
Astray they led
I drew rainbows,
Painted the sun
Seas of extinct flowers,
Behind's a melodious hum
I've broken hearts,
I've fixed them
Tears as they cried,
I never wipe them
My imaginations,
I give them
A canvas,
A rhythm
A voice,
A vision
YOU ARE READING
cacophony: a poetry collection
Poetryhighest rank - #1 in poetry • ° cacophony ; a meaningless mixture of sounds ° here i present a messy cluster of my thoughts. just like what the title mean, 'meaningless' my thoughts are to which I give shape in the form of words. this book is a com...
