Tag: Poetry
roses
roses have thorns
and yet
we still
find a way
to call them
beautiful
;
i’m trying to
figure out
why we still
call ourselves
broken
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Kendall Lane
moving on
if moving on really is acceptance
my heart shouldn’t
still feel this
heavy
( should it? )
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Jake Thacker
consciousness
i used to look at these
things as distant
far fetched parts
of realities
never felt
( nowadays,
i only seem to know
how to feel everything
all at once )
© Hudson Biko
Photograph: Alfred Aloushy
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