Thursday, July 30, 2015

Red Ribbon



 I wanted to explore a different style of writing poems. Below is a poem about Chitoge Kirisaki from Nisekoi.
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A tattered red ribbon,
an echo of childhood,
perched atop radiant blonde hair.

Like a lake facing a breeze,
her heart quivers,
uncertain of the path to self-discovery.

Submerged,
the slight disturbances ensnare
interacting desires and woes.

A tattered red ribbon
swaying at the wind’s urging,
as her essence quivered.

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