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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..
What Does it Mean to be Beautiful (Pretty Hurts)

What Does it Mean to be Beautiful (Pretty Hurts)

A Poem by NelliKong


What Does itMean to beBeautiful (Pretty Hurts)The statement beauty is pain reigns true; being pretty hurts. How can something so beautiful bring so mu..
Mental Escape

Mental Escape

A Poem by NelliKong


Mental EscapeEscape… what exactly does that mean? Does it mean that I physically remove myself from this world? Or does it mean that I somehow ..
A Letter Before I Deart

A Letter Before I Deart

A Poem by NelliKong


A Letter Before I DepartSad... ever feel sosad that it’s no longer sadness. You just want to know where the trap door is. Any type of escape to ..

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