PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Like a lingering doubt, 
the moon stood on the maple tree― 
for a relationship. 

For my sake don't take a 
downside, my liberalism 
will suffer. 

Killed in your own house 
by lightning, have you 
ever heard of self-immolation? 

Let's make it simple. 
Take it from the giver, 
what he never had― and 
don't ask the price. 

Your eyes again befell 
a giant. How would you live 
without the fireflies?