Poems by(keagile)

  I didn’t know where I was, Darkness pressed against my eyes. “Hello! Anyone there?” I cried, But only my own echo replied. The air was heavy, walls too near, I felt the weight of silent fear. I clawed the stone, I tore my skin, Yet no door opened, no light came in. I tried to move, my strength was gone, Despair consumed, I fell alone. For a moment, time stood still, My heart was quiet, against its will. I asked myself why life’s so cruel, Why hope must play a twisted rule. Still, somewhere deep, a flicker stayed, A fragile spark that would not fade. I rose again with trembling breath, Defying shadows, denying death. Though bound by walls, though tightly sealed, Inside my soul, a light revealed. Trapped I was, but not undone, The fight within,  had just begun.                                                     -by keagile

 She's tall, like the tower of Paris, Her height commands the sky, yet soft as a whisper. Humble, like the rivers of Paris, Flowing gently, leaving peace wherever they wander. She moves through life, gentle yet strong, Turning everyday moments into song.  Her smile, unshakable, like concrete,  A light that makes the dark retreat.  She brings forth happiness, pure and sweet, With her, Paris is whole, complete.                                                                 -by keagile