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NelliKong : Writing

Healing

Healing

A Poem by NelliKong


Why does healing have to hurt?Its suppose to make you feel better but I feel worseWords I write to express my painBut now I will use it as a superpowe..
Sorry

Sorry

A Poem by NelliKong


I have always been one to be in my headThinking if I'm better off alive or deadNo matter how I try to say or mentionNobody ever pays attentionI'm tire..
Alone in a World

Alone in a World

A Poem by NelliKong


Alone in a WorldThe road I travel feels alone; the end is nearing and instead of the road diverging it's just a brick wall. Even if I wanted to turn b..
The Bridge

The Bridge

A Poem by NelliKong


The BridgeI’m standing on this bridge that I found and now looking down below to see how long before I hit the ground. The water looks beautiful..
Cheating on the Battlefield

Cheating on the Battlefield

A Poem by NelliKong


Cheating on the BattlefieldWhat is it about her? Was it the way her hair fell down her back like a waterfall? Was it the way her large hips swayed fro..
Juan

Juan

A Poem by NelliKong


Juan, your name translates to God is gracious. That’s ironic because that’s all you embodied towards everyone. J means that you are jovial..
Instrumental of Life (May change title)

Instrumental of Life (May change title)

A Poem by NelliKong


Instrumental of Life (May change title)Music feeds my soul for breakfast, lunch and dinner. So many different choices so it's never the same meal twic..
Oh Caroline

Oh Caroline

A Poem by NelliKong


Oh care, oh how much I have grown fond of you so dear, so much that I may shed a tear. Care I have grown fond of the laughter and times we have shared..
CaliPlays

CaliPlays

A Poem by NelliKong


Calvin, where do I begin? Trying to find the right words to describe you as a whole is like trying to find the hay in the needle stack. However, I&rsq..
Broken Glass of a Broken Reflection

Broken Glass of a Broken Reflection

A Poem by NelliKong


I try not to stare into the rear view mirror of my past, but I just keep looking at this broken glass. The glass is broken into a million pieces and I..