Details |
Shanice Gambers Poem
In spring's tender embrace, buds awake,
Whispering secrets, the Earth feels a shake.
Leaves arrives with its fiery glow,
Fields of gold, rivers aglow.
A spring brush paints the world in hues,
Petals dance freely, lighting a fuse.
A cold descends, a soft wind,
Raindrops fall softly, in silence, a sin.
Each change in this life, still untold,
In the Earth's harmony, the story unfolds.
Through these cycles of change, will I ever refrain?
But these cynical rhythms, will forever sustain.
Copyright © Shanice Gambers | Year Posted 2024
|
Details |
Shanice Gambers Poem
For there are things I've done to you
A reflection of me
But let the thought alone
Let it be
Oh, I wish it was
A yearn in my heart
A smell, like I'm drunk
The taste of this love tastes so good to me
The touch of this cloth, so thick, so pristine
The way I feel inside has become so bubbly
But let the thought alone
Just let it be
I try but I can't
Prioritize the time
Think about it all day
When will I get what's mine?
Dissocialized from the world
Twirl my hair into a curl
Feet floating and mind elsewhere
Just to be here, is it so bad really?
Yes
It was
So I let the thought alone
I just let it be
Copyright © Shanice Gambers | Year Posted 2024
|