Here’s one I wrote years ago in uni, because I’m behind on the daily poems.


Ivy Miller



Nothing is wrong, yet nothing feels right

Every day is the same, but each second unique

The sky always beautiful, but never observed

Makes one wonder whether it is deserved


The race of rodents goes on and on

Striving for what we do not want

Our desires cannot be found

Unless we’re six feet underground


If things were to change today

May there be colours we do not see

Air so sweet it calms each breath

There would be no wasted death


We have not lost what we hold dear

Only forgotten that it is here.



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