Poetry and Music

From the darkness we were born,

Till the essences of light has reached our eyes

We wander in restful ambition,

From themes of glory we each seek,

We find hollow dreams that will soon peak

These thoughts that surround the soul

Each of our goals satisfy only the body,

The truth is what lies waiting

Beyond the darkness that is left fading,

We reach enlightenment to some extent

Which thus leaves our old dreams sorely bent.

Chemical Sadness

By: J.B. Ceasar

I’m sick with sadness

They say the pill will cure me

But I feel no change

The chemicals cannot fill the void that was left in my heart

For the only cure for my sickness is love

Eve's Rain

By: Chloe Almeida

I long to dance

ontop of clouds

glittered by an eve's rain

made pure by the

blue of day

and the grey glow of night