SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
Spoken Thoughts Through The Eyes Of A Princess
Father, will you tell me all the stories that originated out the depths of the sea
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
#father
#sun
#water
#daughter
#spiritual
268 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
Spoken Thoughts Through The Eyes Of A Princess
Father, will you tell me all the stories that originated out the depths of the sea
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
#father
#sun
#water
#daughter
#spiritual
268 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
Spoken Thoughts Through The Eyes Of A Princess
Father, will you tell me all the stories that originated out the depths of the sea
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
#father
#sun
#water
#daughter
#spiritual
268 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
Spoken Thoughts Through The Eyes Of A Princess
Father, will you tell me all the stories that originated out the depths of the sea
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
#father
#sun
#water
#daughter
#spiritual
268 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
30th Jan 2024 10:38pm
Spoken Thoughts Through The Eyes Of A Princess
Father, will you tell me all the stories that originated out the depths of the sea
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
A land beforehand that defines our presence here on earth
A place in history that was preserved for you and for the generation divine calling of me
Will there be tales where the dragon slays the innocent with fire, the boogie man in black robes sitting on judgment seats
Taking breaths of Hebrew liberations to be placed in a cage to no longer pilgrimage free
I see Looming castles and exotic animals running in the wild
Fields of greenery as I walk through...
#father
#sun
#water
#daughter
#spiritual
268 reads
5 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
14th Nov 2020 7:31am
14th Nov 2020 7:31am
Peanut Butter & Cane Syrup
home is where you hang your hat -
or is it your heart? maybe it’s under
the bed where my boots chill
just for tonight
I can’t remember what home feels like
twelve years old, my birthday
my mother says fat girls
shouldn’t eat their own
birthday cake or else
they’ll never get a good man;
she was certainly right about that
but fuck her for saying it
out loud
the basic comfort
of pancakes slathered
with peanut butter,
drizzled in Florida cane syrup
never fails...
or is it your heart? maybe it’s under
the bed where my boots chill
just for tonight
I can’t remember what home feels like
twelve years old, my birthday
my mother says fat girls
shouldn’t eat their own
birthday cake or else
they’ll never get a good man;
she was certainly right about that
but fuck her for saying it
out loud
the basic comfort
of pancakes slathered
with peanut butter,
drizzled in Florida cane syrup
never fails...
#mother
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #daughter
#SelfReflection #daughter
156 reads
8 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
14th Nov 2020 7:31am
14th Nov 2020 7:31am
Peanut Butter & Cane Syrup
home is where you hang your hat -
or is it your heart? maybe it’s under
the bed where my boots chill
just for tonight
I can’t remember what home feels like
twelve years old, my birthday
my mother says fat girls
shouldn’t eat their own
birthday cake or else
they’ll never get a good man;
she was certainly right about that
but fuck her for saying it
out loud
the basic comfort
of pancakes slathered
with peanut butter,
drizzled in Florida cane syrup
never fails...
or is it your heart? maybe it’s under
the bed where my boots chill
just for tonight
I can’t remember what home feels like
twelve years old, my birthday
my mother says fat girls
shouldn’t eat their own
birthday cake or else
they’ll never get a good man;
she was certainly right about that
but fuck her for saying it
out loud
the basic comfort
of pancakes slathered
with peanut butter,
drizzled in Florida cane syrup
never fails...
#mother
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #daughter
#SelfReflection #daughter
156 reads
8 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
14th Nov 2020 7:31am
14th Nov 2020 7:31am
Peanut Butter & Cane Syrup
home is where you hang your hat -
or is it your heart? maybe it’s under
the bed where my boots chill
just for tonight
I can’t remember what home feels like
twelve years old, my birthday
my mother says fat girls
shouldn’t eat their own
birthday cake or else
they’ll never get a good man;
she was certainly right about that
but fuck her for saying it
out loud
the basic comfort
of pancakes slathered
with peanut butter,
drizzled in Florida cane syrup
never fails...
or is it your heart? maybe it’s under
the bed where my boots chill
just for tonight
I can’t remember what home feels like
twelve years old, my birthday
my mother says fat girls
shouldn’t eat their own
birthday cake or else
they’ll never get a good man;
she was certainly right about that
but fuck her for saying it
out loud
the basic comfort
of pancakes slathered
with peanut butter,
drizzled in Florida cane syrup
never fails...
#mother
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #daughter
#SelfReflection #daughter
156 reads
8 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
14th Nov 2020 7:31am
14th Nov 2020 7:31am
Peanut Butter & Cane Syrup
home is where you hang your hat -
or is it your heart? maybe it’s under
the bed where my boots chill
just for tonight
I can’t remember what home feels like
twelve years old, my birthday
my mother says fat girls
shouldn’t eat their own
birthday cake or else
they’ll never get a good man;
she was certainly right about that
but fuck her for saying it
out loud
the basic comfort
of pancakes slathered
with peanut butter,
drizzled in Florida cane syrup
never fails...
or is it your heart? maybe it’s under
the bed where my boots chill
just for tonight
I can’t remember what home feels like
twelve years old, my birthday
my mother says fat girls
shouldn’t eat their own
birthday cake or else
they’ll never get a good man;
she was certainly right about that
but fuck her for saying it
out loud
the basic comfort
of pancakes slathered
with peanut butter,
drizzled in Florida cane syrup
never fails...
#mother
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #daughter
#SelfReflection #daughter
156 reads
8 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 9:00pm
28th Jul 2022 9:00pm
Sadness
when you realize
the most beautiful person
is slipping away
the most beautiful person
is slipping away
#death
#senryu
#despair
#suffering
#daughter
585 reads
KristinaX
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 9:00pm
28th Jul 2022 9:00pm
Sadness
when you realize
the most beautiful person
is slipping away
the most beautiful person
is slipping away
#death
#senryu
#despair
#suffering
#daughter
585 reads
KristinaX
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 9:00pm
28th Jul 2022 9:00pm
Sadness
when you realize
the most beautiful person
is slipping away
the most beautiful person
is slipping away
#death
#senryu
#despair
#suffering
#daughter
585 reads
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