As, not, usual

By: Kiara Armstrong

Our growing tree
grown with the inner spirit
spirals into my unclear feelings
held in
to become whole
radiating my attention to the quells of its growing branches
Becoming the emotions of the trees feelings
guide me to soar away the doings of cutting down nature, of we
for the poles that send energy
none that could ever be as extreme as the one we are

Peace and Love

The girl squirrel in the sword in the stone

By: Kiara Armstrong

Does it hurt me to think
that you will be sent to the path furthest from my warming breath
while I feel as though I am a squirrel
hoping to conjoin with the boy she loves

Does it hurt me to think
your wondering with nothing crossing your mind
mellowed in your warmth room
while I pout
with every hope emotion pulsing with my running blood

Does it hurt me to think
that as unaware as we can perceive our own life
had I only been giving
the chance to perceive my unclear knowings

Does it hurt me to think
that there is just no one else I can see myself with
in the sense of how I see me with you

It does not hurt
it does not tease
it brilliantly flows with love the whole way

Peace and love

I knew

By: Kiara Armstrong

A brown of my skin
may seep into my heart of colors
in no thoughts of dispose
of whom lays underneath my light
caved in of self love
to conquer to realms of truth
no cave shall accept my entrance
if I stay of no truth
to what my subconscious
must ponder on
does ponder on to

Peace and Love

“You need a job first”

By: Kiara Armstrong

A break of thin blockage
Floats in no thoughts to help
As energy empowers silently
To my core

The water ripples no more
As now my body drys in knowing
Your support
Must only be compared to care

I thank the destined world
Of the words I’ve read
Universal injection with the beliefs
That as I conquer free
There will be question along the journey

Love and peace

She in me

Each knocks of wind
clear me to see
orbits are impossible to be two
she in me
Each universe beginning after your blinks
your eyelid silently screaming for the attachment
of me
of my
lips

your legs
I created to be the symbol of me
in comparison of your beauty mark
eyes shake
she in me

lying over nothing
in truth
in a lighter flow than water
I adventured with you
before the thought of this
universe
Living all my dreams
would you be living yours to?
She in me

Kiara
Peace and Love