What are you? By Bethan

What are you?

You are a colourful bird fluttering it’s beautiful wings in the air,
like a peaceful bulldog roaming around.

You are a meaningful, cracked mirror,
haunting and cursing me for seven long years.

You are the smell of grapefruit,
stuck in the abyss of the teachers pocket.

You are a cold fire freezing the Earth,
as if the ice age is happening again.

You are nothing.



One Response to “What are you? By Bethan”

  1. I like how you said you r nothing at the end.
    Is a bulldog actually peaceful?
    You mite be able to use a different word than stuck.

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