Adventurous : willing to undertake new and daring enterprises.
Affectionate : having or displaying warmth or fondness.
Ambitious : having a strong desire for success or achievement.
Amiable : diffusing warmth and friendliness.
Brave : not being afraid of danger.
Considerate : showing concern for the rights and feelings of others.
Courageous : able to face and deal with danger or fear without flinching.
Courteous : characterized by politeness and gracious good manners.
Diligent : characterized by care and perseverance in carrying out tasks.
Empathetic : showing ready comprehension of others’ states.
Exuberant : unrestrained, especially with regard to feelings.
Gregarious : temperamentally seeking and enjoying the company of others.
Humble : marked by meekness or modesty; not arrogant or prideful.
Impartial : free from undue bias or preconceived opinions.
Intuitive : obtained through instinctive knowledge.
Inventive : marked by independence and creativity in thought or action.
Kind : behaving in a caring way towards people
Passionate : having or expressing strong emotions.
Philosophical : meeting trouble with level-headed detachment.
Practical : guided by experience and observation rather than theory.
Rational : having its source in or being guided by the intellect.
Reliable : worthy of trust.
Resourceful : adroit or imaginative.
Sensible : able to feel or perceive.
Sincere : open and genuine; not deceitful.
Sympathetic : expressing compassion or friendly fellow feelings.
Witty : demonstrating striking cleverness and humor.
Down University Avenue,
Past the Cub Foods
And the Caribou coffee
Lies Poetry Lane
The words are etched
Onto immoveable concrete
A community’s love bared to the world
Yet the sky tests the citizens,
Opening a flurry of thick flakes
Fitting to the compressed letters
Slowly taking up space.
The prose stands out in white
Glittering under streetlamps
And porch lights.
Feet clad protectively shuffle along the lane
Pausing at the words
Before stepping
Unreading
Packing the snow in deeper.
Gobs of white yet fall
Burying Poetry Lane
Burying the hearts of those
Brave enough to cement the truth
Until one gloved hand
Warmly brushes aside the blanket
Shedding light on the community, and
Poetry Lane, at least for a moment.
your warm
kiss
planting on
my lips
waking me
delicately
like the
raindrops
tattering
on the windowpane
-v.o
People in Dark Academia.
The ones who stay up late at night to finish their favourite books, fingers tracing the lines as they whisper the words. The ones who strut the hallways with their head high as if the world was buring behind them. The ones who write in the dark, tears rolling down their cheeks because oh, they feel too much.