I love you!
More poetry, tis my thang
You and I poetry
Don’t blow it
A freestyle non-rhyme. You still love me though, right? 😑
Why am I fascinated in the shape that light can make?Is it equilibrium or a reflection of mistake?Is it heading towards chances I can never take?Is this really freedom or a cage I have to break? © Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Micro poetry – big ideas
Your excuses are piling up….
Guess I changed the game 😏
When hope is the only thing surrounding your death
Poetry! (And a tiny booty shot)
Zone of avoidance
Spiral out, keep going
Hope is small
photons poetry photons!
He said I’m irresistible 😻
Poetry + me talking to myself before I dies in street
Poetry everybody, the lad fancies himself a poet
Rhyming freestyle poetry (tis my thang)
Tell me again 💕
His living dead girl