#NaPoWriMo 2017

[Aviana]

National Poetry Writing Month - NaPoWriMo

- Blood that is ME

One shot, two shot,
Three shot, four.
Avi’s laying on the floor.
Soft hair of brown,
Hard hit the ground.
To drown in blood
& dream no more.

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- GROWTH of the mistaken

We are but one and many we make.
The love we give, the more we brake.
Fallen and burned, with nothing to gain.
We cry and we crush from the dulling strain.
Yet still, the world shakes to break.
We are all just another mistake.
With many more to make.
This is the life we live,
To learn,
To grow,
To break &
To burn.
From all the lessons we turn.

[Aviana]

- End of a moment

Live in life, slow suicide.
One moment you breath.
Next moment you die.

Oh city of dankness, why do you cry?!

Death in life, Never know why.
One moment you break.
Next moment you fly.

Oh city of darkness, how do you thrive?!

Hope in life,
Get by on the high.
One moment you are alive.
Next moment you are dead.

Oh city of darkness, DEATH is never the end!

[Aviana]

- Forget-Me-Not STEEL

Forget me not
Remember me still
Know not my name
You forever I will

[Aviana]

- Sun Today ~ Stars  Tomorrow

Of hues held bright, in the dawn of day.
The promise of sunsets wash away.

Missing, the warmth of light.
Living, only within the night.

Of clouds that changed, by the temp of wind.
The promise of constant color, with the days set in.

Forgotten, the quite light within the night.
Unbreathing, beneath fading stars, old and bright.

From sun, of stars,
Todays dawn of day.

To the stars of tomorrow, who will wash away.

[Aviana]

- Double RED flag

When its rough,
Hazard is high.

The absence of no red flags fly by.

Assure the safe?

NOT!

Close to the public,
Hide from the eye.

Double Red flags
The most serious
That FLY!

Not allowed!

Solid red.

The flood,

Blood of danger

Drowning now gonE...

[Aviana]

- Flower of Nightmares

I long to dream of you in roses.
Soft velvet petals that drape
Shaded in dripping vibrant hues.

Of colored petals that fall,

That drop,

That fly,

And die.

Oh flower of beautiful nightmares,
Seen within thorns of wishful dreaming.

Fragrant breath-making flower

Of beauty untold
Of nightmares

I long to dream of you in roses.

[Aviana]

- A Balloon of a Dream

Oh Dream of the sky,
Cut of strings that fly.

The one you must cut first
Or cut twenty times worse,

Balloons of  make-believe.

To soar in the breez &
Get stuck within trees.

To burst within air
And fall without care.

Everyday, just a cut away,

To float along before all the breath is gone...

[Aviana]

- Friendly?¿

We could be friends?

• Yes?
  • No?

Why don't you think so?

Can we be friends?

• Yes?
  • No...

We could never be so?

Be it yes, or be it no.

• I dream that it could be so.

Friendly faces

• Are found in the most unexpected places.