Clover : Writing

Why...or When?

Why...or When?

A Poem by Clover


Why does it always feel like I'm alone? You're right next to me, but still too far away to touch.... It's been like this forever, and it's too f****..
Prison

Prison

A Poem by Clover


In a prison for the soul I'm stuck. Too bright to see Too close to touch. But if I can't see it, can't touch it, Can't leave... Is it a prison..
Windows

Windows

A Poem by Clover


Windows in the world, Big and small, old and new. You can see anything if you look through. We're all in front of windows Sitting, staring, ever..
Love's Profits

Love\'s Profits

A Poem by Clover


Does anyone know what love looks like? Is it the glimmer of frost on the trees, just after dawn? Or the search for something lost and the joy w..
Colliding Skies

Colliding Skies

A Poem by Clover


I'm lost... Lost in a web of falsehood and fabrication. I thought I knew what I was getting into... but all I got was pain. I suppose I got ..
Choking Sunlight

Choking Sunlight

A Poem by Clover


I can't breathe. I'm choking in a sunlight condition, and it seems like I need permission to live. You lock me out, then complain that I'm not ..
Beauty Is...

Beauty Is...

A Poem by Clover


To my dearest...
This is It

This is It

A Poem by Clover


Hate. They hate you. Did you know that? Day after day, you break your back for them, and all you get is bullshit. Day after day, you sell yo..