Hannah Dunn
Aspiring poet :)
Hannah Dunn
Aspiring poet :)
Aspiring poet :)
Aspiring poet :)
She’s not who she says she is.
She smiles at strangers
Goes out of her way to make others laugh
She’s not who she says she is.
She sings her heart out to tunes in the car
Consoles those who feel hope is lost.
When the lights go low
When the moon goes up
She frowns to herself
Goes out of her way to hide in the darkness
Quiet at the tune of a song
Feels all hope is lost
And all forgotten
She’...
The opesque vigor, A magical Dragon like creature who is thought to be the embodiment of energy.
A creature who only reveals itself in the case of an everlasting trajectory.
Opening itself to ones eye who is in desperate need of motivation, stimulation, and above all, hope.
The Opesque Vigor is thought to present itself by conducting electrical bolts as it seemingly levitates out of large bo...
The stars were what she liked most about the sky.
How the sun sets beneath the surface of the earth
The moon begins to shine.
She liked the calmness of the dark.
The way the whole world went silent.
As if not a single soul inhabited this land
But her.
She’d talk to the moon
Dream of the stars
Bask in the thought
That anything is possible
If you just hope.
Though one day
The stars went ...
Leaves fall behind me
As I saunter through the path of the night.
A taunted silence to them
Laced by the dreaded lightness they ensue.
Covered by the heavy weight bearing my chest.
Each step weighted by heartache
Heartbreak.
A tale ended by disaster
A tale in which could have lasted forever.
One poets could have dreamed to write about.
One in which only I could have encountered in full deta...
A little old house
Was where I lived
A life had begun
A life that thrilled
A little old house
Raising me day by day
The perfect Memories
That it creates
A little old house
Full of love and light
Soon abandoned
Because of a fight
A little old house
Sat and sat
Not one visitor
Had its back
This little old house
Still stands today
Longing for someone
To come home and stay
This little old...
A Ruby
Red
Known for love
A symbol of hope
A symbol of the impossible
Autumn leaves
Orange
Known for fall
A symbol of change
A symbol of transformation
The sun
Yellow
Known for light
A symbol of renewal
A symbol of force
The trees
Green
Known for oxygen
A symbol of life
A symbol of time
The ocean
Blue
Known for beauty
A Symbol of mystery
A symbol of power
The night sky
Indigo
Known for ne...
A blink of an eye.
A short breath of air.
Is all it took for my world to crash.
To burn.
What was once my passion.
Became my hell.
The smell of memories
Fading so vastly
That I cannot comprehend.
How could I
Live in a world
Where what I love
Is erased?
How could I
Ever view the world
The same
As I did before?
Showered with thoughts
I walk out of my shop.
Leaving my world behind.
Sorrow ...
Four eyes meet.
Two smiles connect.
Four eyes stare.
Two smiles widen.
A calling.
Perhaps fate.
A calling of love.
Perhaps fate of the world.
Two souls.
Two hearts.
Two souls connecting.
Two hearts to one.
Alignment.
Trust.
Alignment of the stars.
Trust in the universe.
A moment.
A second.
A moment to savior.
A second to begin.
Love.
The world.
Love opening its doors.
The wor...
There once was a rose.
A beautiful red rose.
And Cherished it was.
This rose was full.
Flourished.
The center of a crowded room.
Then along came a new rose.
A equally beautiful pink rose.
And cherished it became.
This rose was full.
Flourished.
Becoming the center of a crowded room.
The red rose was left unattended.
Unwatered.
Sitting in a dark shelf among a dark room.
Wilting slowly....
I’m greatful for the moon
And The way the trees breathe
I’m greatful for the stars
And The way the wind screams
I’m grateful for the music
And The way poetry makes me feel
I’m grateful for the art
And the way paintings seem so real
I’m grateful for the love
And The way two souls fall into one
I’m grateful for the world
And The way I’ve become someone
But most of all I’m grateful
For the life ...