Poe-A-Tree

14 | Mortal superhero with tiny poetry-writing abilities.

[poeatree]

not a poem #1

i’ve been dying to tell you anything you wanna hear,

‘cause that’s just who i am this week.

—s,wgd | fall out boy.

[poeatree]

Hamartia

🎐 9.10.18

We converse without a word,

And comfort without touch.

I beg the skies for you,

Until my agony is darker than its blue.

I draw and draw continuously

Yet never knowing where to draw the line

My fatal flaw,

Murder never seemed so polite.

[poeatree]

You & Me.

🌹 9.9.18

With the blue water embracing the sunset representing what was of you and me,

I sighed and took a staccato sip from my golden afternoon tea.

Rembering everything that there was before dawn sure is better than reality,

For that was when there was an us and not a ‘you and me’.

[poeatree]

The Moon.

The moon nonchalantly saluted,

As it sunk down the mountain’s silhouette,

And the sun, waving over the green lands

Ever so brightly.

It was then that I realised,

The moon was not to sleep

After it’s goodbye,

It still had some place to be.