Belle : Writing

Poem 3.14

Poem 3.14

A Poem by Belle


...yet words is never enough.
Labor

Labor

A Poem by Belle


The dimness is beckoning my mind, my hands to cease, to rest. Why not? If he, the powerful sun, All-embracing,all-encompassi..
Thin Line

Thin Line

A Poem by Belle


One has a comely face The other is an evil They say But why I feel They are the same Extreme Distressing Makes me A fo..
September Moon

September Moon

A Poem by Belle


You.Yes it is youNow in unhidden viewIn this silent untidy nightDare I say,you are the only light--
Veil

Veil

A Poem by Belle


How can a bird born to fly Lives in a cage to sit? How can a woman born to joy Must wear veil in her head that forbids her to spread her w..
Perhaps

Perhaps

A Poem by Belle


Suddenly I realize --That if my mind freed my heart I would live ;in the armor of love and beyond.
Poem 3.15

Poem 3.15

A Poem by Belle


Foolish I was, to have looked in the mirror of your soul dove into your core swayed into your sweet song Foolish I was, to have ..