Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2021
A Garden Dirtpath
they say to stop and smell the roses,
but I have only been pricked,
and the only red I've seen is blood
Written by
Isaac  M/an impossible future
(M/an impossible future)   
  488
       s y kalindara, Weeping willow, Luis A Estable, Dharatal, --- and 4 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems