I just got done with my first ever real, crazy, fun, absolutely amazing Poetry Slam. No, I didn't read any poems, I felt a tug to hop up on that stage, even if they booed me, hissed me, stomped their feet at me, I could do it... If there is anything that I am so confedient about with my writing much...

SarahNSH

Behind the eyes sits a dark shadow
ominous and grieved
Never truly inspired, never hopeful
tears inspire, tears hope
But at the appointed time
a breeze will pass
Blowing to be inhaled
How the freshness clears the mind
with green, airy wishes...

masai1798