Ivy: Favorites

Oct 2020 Ivy

Colm

I reject you

Oh modern soulless

Hallow chest of a shell

Plundered socially left

And more negatively right

The swipe I say

Is a curse at best

On the men of this

No longer protruding

Less West

***** swipe culture. Write me a letter.

Dec 2019 Ivy

Yourself.

Dec 2019 Ivy

eF

Yourself.

“You’re not good enough”
Is the one sentence you should
Never tell yourself.

Hi. I’ve been struggling with this my whole life. It’s like I’ll never be able to convince myself. I feel like my poetry is at a decline. I feel as if nothing I write is good. I couldn’t tell you the amount of “drafts” & private poems I have on here just because I’m afraid.
Afraid of ridicule.
Afraid of hating myself more.
Afraid of everything.

#hi #sorry #depression #haiku #love #life #me #poetry #trying #blah

Nov 2019 Ivy

His name is ...

Nov 2019 Ivy

Arawyn

His name is ...

Maybe there’s something between us.
A fire that we kindle but try to put out as if we are ashamed,
Blinded by the light.
But as that fire grows larger,
It becomes harder to control.
At some point,
We must accept the warmth that the flames bring us.

Every day I try and keep these feelings at bay.

#ashamed

Oct 2019 Ivy

Sunrise Fling Tanka

Oct 2019 Ivy

Colm

Sunrise Fling Tanka

Steady shadows wince
At the sunrise smiling wide
Seeing it's lover
Saying casual goodbyes
To it's famed fling named goodnight

Sunrise Fling Tanka

#sunrise #fling #tanka

Sep 2019 Ivy

Youthful Summer, A Tanka

Sep 2019 Ivy

Colm

Youthful Summer, A Tanka

Flowers young breathing
In a new day morning shine
Basking in the glow
Of another Spring born young
Revealing a Summers teen

I'm not sure which, but either Spring or Summer is the teenager of all the seasons.

#mother #nature #tanka #verse #rhyme #spring #summer #young #season #etc

Feb 2019 Ivy

Poor

Feb 2019 Ivy

Kali

Poor

I’m rich when it comes to clothes, food and a home to rest my head at night,
I’m poor when it comes to self love <\3
I look in disgust, feel drained with doubt that I can’t...
see a face, flesh just skin bare that I want to cover in shame, filth
Clothed in dark, no color to claim my mark
Just.. cold black.

thoughts, bored