HYPERNOVA LIT

A Stellar Flare of Young Adult Writing and Visual Art

Reflections On (Human) Nature

Mountains, Panorama, Forest, Mountain, 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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This entry was posted on November 9, 2020 by in Poetry and tagged , , .
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