A fine china cup, only a few centuries old, sits and waits for a drinker or some tea. Dust gathers, and time begins to erode, the neglected fine china cup chips, and cracks begin chiseling its body. Empty of tea, and no drinker in sight. Thank you for reading! -Alina INSTAGRAM
Sunshine Eye (poem #422)
A sunshine eye, opens wide, bringing shattering smackles of light, breaking through the darkness and lifting spirits high. Thank you for reading, -Alina Find me on Instagram
Hot Heat Rising (poem #421)
Hot heat rising, sweat boiling, blood, flesh, bone on pavement, wreckage of twisted metal and plastic. Thank you for reading, -Alina INSTAGRAM
Steel, Snow and Isolation (poem #420)
The sun moves, across a bitter front of steel, snow and isolation. It does little to warm and melt the hard life of the men, women, and children. Thank you for reading, -Alina INSTAGRAM
Dreams (poem #419)
The dreams of the night, the soul alive in the heart there are too many spaces to occupy and not enough minds. Thank you for reading! -Alina INSTAGRAM