A Volume of Poetry 1: Un Volumen de Poesía 1

By Tiffany Moseley

A wonderous volume of poetry written in many aspects of my life. It emulates how I was feeling at the time and some of the works were written when I was a teenager. Some were written as an adult. Overall, I hope you guys enjoy my work.

Un maravilloso volumen de poesía escrita en muchos aspectos de mi vida. Emula cómo me sentía

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tiffany Moseley
• Release date: Feb 26, 2021
• ISBN: 9781734525267

Tiffany Moseley

Thank You All For Reading.

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A WARNING TO ALL: This volume of poetry contains poetry written from the time I was sixteen years old to now. I write as I feel so some poetry will be dark, and some may not be appropriate for younger audiences. This poetry will be covering my love, my agony, my sadness, as well as my revered moments. Overall, I am proud of my works. I hope my poetry will speak to you as it has me. Keep in mind with some poetry being written in my teens, it may sound what some of you will call, angsty, or Edge Lordish for the younger audience. Most of my teenage works have been left unedited and in raw form.

Versión en español: ADVERTENCIA A TODOS: Este volumen de poesía contiene poesía escrita desde que tenía dieciséis años hasta ahora. Escribo como siento que algunas poesías serán oscuras, y algunas pueden no ser apropiadas para el público más joven. Esta poesía cubrirá mi amor, mi agonía, mi tristeza, así como mis momentos venerados. En general, estoy orgulloso de mis obras. Espero que mi poesía te hable como a mí. Tenga en cuenta que con algo de poesía escrita en mi adolescencia, puede sonar lo que algunos de ustedes llamarán, angustia o Edge Lordish para el público más joven. La mayoría de mis obras adolescentes se han quedado sin editar y en forma cruda. La versión en español también está en este libro.

Para mi público español sigo siendo un novato en español, además mi teclado no contiene letras en español, así que utiliqué Google Translate. Me disculpo si algo se perdió en la traducción.

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The Day Summer and Winter Collided

Not many remember that day

That very day,

The day in which Summer and Winter Collided

On that day it was very strange indeed

Frozen flowers

With warm winter pools

The sun beckoning as hard as it could

With few patches of snow gone

And very few patches of green shown

On that very day one could plant a seed

And could make frozen snow cones as well

The stars known to summer and winter collided

And spectrals of ice made their way into lush forests

Cold rain fighting to cling to branches and power lines

And as both seasons come to a close they give way to spring

Kneel

They will all kneel before me

And they will all pay for their sins

They have accosted me much

And I will make their knees bend before me

Their pain will never surmount to mine

But they’ll wish they hadn’t awoken that morning

Once I have every knee bent

I will have their tongues cut out so they can never lie again

I will have their fingers boiled to the bare bone

And I will make them beg for