Light at the End of the Tunnel We march through this tunnel This dark, everlasting…
Poetry is
Poetry is
By: Tykyrah Chapple
Poetry is the Narcissus flower growing in a meadow.
A cloud filled with crackling thunder trying to get above to reach its destination.
A treasure box that isĀ filled with desires but wont open no matter how hard you try.
Poetry is the most ecstatic thing you will ever discover.