A refreshed Transgender poet who has a will to write again. |
Black feathers remain grounded
over petals, horizons are camouflaged...
Deep down, an obituary
burns within a flowery...
Onyx horizons
filtered with firefly light douse...
Depression consists
of fuzzy blankets wrapped in...
Ignite passionate
wan moonlit kisses between...
Being an open and honest person will get people to show you their true colors |
Silence speaks more volumes than complaining ever does. |
Sometimes I want to burn everything to ashes, just to rebirth a Phoenix |