G H O S T
A poem
By Natasha CollazoPublished 13 days ago β’ Updated 13 days ago β’ 1 min read
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Grains of sand beneath our feet. An image that reenacts itself on repeat.
Haunting thoughts in my slumbering sheets, as we stare upon the chalky sky frothing over an
Oily canvas between blood orange beams rippling off the calm side of the
Sea.
The moment where I always wake up to the phantom of you and me.
About the Creator
Natasha Collazo
**Studying Modern Journalism @ NYU **
Project: The diary of an emo Latina
I get inspired at the mid of night
Stock market by day, howler by night
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Instagram: @sunnycollazo
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Comments (10)
Well done...
Great use of imagery and internal rhyme! This is very memorable. Well done, Natasha!
Just...breathtaking...you have such a gift for poetry, Natasha!
That last line hit me so hard! Loved your poignant Acrostic!
Amazing acrostic!!
That last line is phenomenal! Well done, Natasha!!!
profound and very lovely, even though it can also be sad.
I love it! Such a creative acrostic!π
Your acrostics are so amazing. I loved this one too!
A nice Acrostic poem.