Reflections On (Human) Nature
BY NATALIE MAE RAMLOGAN
Ever-changing wind,
Like the one deep inside me.
A storm or a breeze?
Hawks scorn not robins
For being inferior
But humans, in turn…
A city of rain
Within each glistening tear
A world of struggle
I’m not what I seem.
I am a thorny red rose,
No gentle lily.
Boulders, rocks, and stones.
Am I but a mere pebble?
Insecurity
Sun, who rejoices.
Soon, he is replaced by Moon,
She, who is pensive.
About the Author
Natalie is a budding author, just beginning her adventure into the depths of creative writing. She writes primarily Young Adult Fiction, but has also ventured into poetry. She is so grateful for this opportunity!
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