Dindella : Writing

Kisses

Kisses

A Poem by Dindella


Kisses for the maid.Kisses for the soldier.Kisses for the ones at home who's beds have been made.Kisses for the dear, dead poacher.Kisses to go around..
Cutting the Line

Cutting the Line

A Poem by Dindella


Take your turn on the swings,If you skip someone's turn it's sure to stingWhen they push you off your wings.
Weatherman

Weatherman

A Poem by Dindella


It hurts to see you so sad.The winter can't be so badIf I am here to keep you warm?But I know, your heart's a storm,And there is nothing I can do to p..
Voice Mail

Voice Mail

A Poem by Dindella


Breathe in, breathe out.It's not easy to shoutWhen you are holding your breatheIn anticipation for death.
Tapping Shoulders

Tapping Shoulders

A Poem by Dindella


A chilly embrace rubs against my shoulders,A touch so sudden it makes me pull away.If I had a heart, I'm sure it'd do wonders,But in my shrunken, ston..
Hand to Hold

Hand to Hold

A Poem by Dindella


If you had a hand to hold,You would hold it until you grew old,Because hands do not last forever.Not in any endeavor.
Cold Shoulder

Cold Shoulder

A Poem by Dindella


Rolling to the side of the moon,I embrace the warmth of the mid-afternoon,From far, far away.In the end, the time of dayMeans nothing.Nothing.
Use and Handling

Use and Handling

A Poem by Dindella


With a small murmur of influence,I place my lips upon your forehead,Our thoughts become confluent.Unbenounced, I have your soul behead.
Instrument

Instrument

A Poem by Dindella


With strings attached to every bendable stick,Your breathe clouds hot, heavy, and thick,Fogging up your glass visionAnd letting the outside in.
Wold

Wold

A Poem by Dindella


If rivers were to flow to the direction of the world instead of gravity,Some sunken heart wouldn't be living with this depravityOf grace and good and ..

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