The eyes, they look and scold
the mind it beholds creations
of a new design that require
brave thinking and closed eyes.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees
The eyes, they look and scold
the mind it beholds creations
of a new design that require
brave thinking and closed eyes.
Thank you for reading! I hope you will return! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina