In Flushing, Queens there is a charming China Town that has a sad underbelly of human trafficking and slavery. It is like a poet who has written volumes and has had his or her words taken from them on this very site.
this is a poem about not believing in marriage thus a poem about an alternative lifestyle. its a new recent poem of mine and well it has become to be there with my favs. i dont know if its finished yet i haven't decided any comments are apprecaited thank you. Bless.
yes this poem is about girls, girl power and emancipation. it's about those things and so much more. this poem is one amongst my favourite. it's a poem that really makes me smile. would love to know others thoughts on it :) thank you
Footsteps echoing in the gloom.
Softly her boots tap up the stair,
Scents of lavender fill the air.
In mirrored reflections, she waits,
Her fractured face just stares and hates.
I catch glimpses of long black dress,
Wrapped tightly in loving caress.
Then vanishes into a mist,
I breathe in the air that she kissed.
Black eyes watch as in bed I lie,
They laugh and tease, I slowly die.
No one believes that she is there,
Just following me everywhere.
I can never be at my rest,
Chained forever to my silent guest.