There is a man
A
Man
With an alluring face
Blissful, yet brooding
He appears mean
Intimidating but he's not
He's
Not
He's too kind
And his smile
'Mångata'
As bright as he is
He
Is
The color amaranthine
A deep purple-red color
As laced in mysterious
As an unopened book
Unopened
Book
That's not him
He writes sweetly
For the broken world
That's set against him
Against
Him
Yet he stands; Leader
Quintessential to many
A lagniappe to all
Kim Namjoon
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 8:34 AM UTC
the most minimalistic poem is this one
just two lines and now i'm done
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 8:31 AM UTC
I am middle C
Sandwiched between the rest
Yet essential
I move with the melody
Float above and below notes
The melody is within me
I am a dancer
Performing perfect pirouettes
The music calls and I answer
I tap to the music's captivating beat
The music pulsing through my veins
From the top of my head to the souls in my feet
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 8:28 AM UTC
The road ahead is dark
Stumbling through pitch black
Simulating blindness
Can’t see anyone
Looking forward, looking back
Careful steps turned into fearful running
Suddenly, there’s small light
It's us, your friends
Follow the faint glow of hope
The road ahead is still dark
But we somehow know we’re close to the end
You Never Walk Alone
We are on the same path
So let’s go together
We’re here by your side
Now and forever
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 9:16 AM UTC