feza - Hello Poetry

feza

feza

22/F Since I lost my dad, I started to write sad poems. Welcome, grievers.

will punica wind breathe covering rust spiraling soul bursting silence roots eyes hands mine devils turn arms ground glass magical silver spiral earth body friend night waiting ten nights memories skin hell bracelet dad coffin dead softly leave blood sparkling kingdom residents striking marble love hymn write flames woven keep flowers hints wisdom diamonds peppers diamond finally bricks pain clothing strange awormy curtains tempting rage year heart sell scattering crime indignation fall secret warm elegant great uncertainty whisper pepper chest bag giver hymning abandoned spread voice lower clouds enjoy forgive stars bites wide decomposed told city gracious committing guarantee puffy travel sure blow concentration grief flow slow snow box shadowy mess shiver feel impossible die faceless sleepy god glance denial gazing punicas standing green mummy life snowed room breath dried thunder sparkle cracked poem yarn shared open learn light completing decayed absence tempest cherry mellow rails sharing ache hand alive