Malai Sporner
Bio
Hi, my names Timberly but I go by malai. I like to call my self an amateur photographer and writer. I've written stories and poems majority of my life, and I've come to love every one of my pieces, and I hope you do as well.
Stories (16/0)
A Poem About A Girl
There once was a girlwith pretty blonde hair.She had a smile that could light up the night sky.and a personality that couldkill you in an instant.Her eyes were as pretty as the ocean.She was as sweet as sugar,and as kind as a blind man's dog.She loved poetry and late night walks.She was the epitome of kindness.but she sadly did not get it in return.because if you lookedJust beneath the surface,you could see heronce shiny blonde hair is nowa tattered tangled mess.her once beautiful blue eyes are now bloodshot and consumed in sorrow and anguish.Her porcelain soft skin is tattered in scars and bruises.Her smile is as fake as the eyelashes she wears.she is broken but no one can see...
By Malai Sporner6 years ago in Poets
You
You came into my life unexpectedly,Like rain on a hot summer's day.like the fresh dewy air in theearly mornings of spring. Like the first goosebump of a cool winter's night.You made me see the world forwhat it truly has to offer. Showed my ways of how to survive On this planet, we call home. Taught me that every choice I makeis a building block in this journey we call life.and I couldn't have done this without you.survived life and all of its downfalls.Survived the heartache and the trauma.Survived the people and the choices. I couldn't have lived lifelike I had without youand for that I thank you...
By Malai Sporner6 years ago in Poets
Explaining My Anxiety
Anxiety...A simple seven letter word thatmight not mean much to you.but for me, it's this chain and brick,pulling me just deep enough under thewater that only my hands break the surface.Letting me know that sweet breath of airis just out of reach.From my sweaty palms,to the never-ending butterflies in my stomachthat slowly fly up to my throatmaking it hard to breathe and even speak.
By Malai Sporner6 years ago in Poets
I Fell For
I fell for you,The way a leaf falls on a cold Autumn morning.Fast and Unexpected. There where mornings filled with Coffee and Breakfast in bed.Nights filled with deep conversations, that made my head spin with different outcomes. You told me stories about your lifethat made my heart swell with hope and happiness.
By Malai Sporner6 years ago in Poets
I Want...
I wanted to beyour rainbow after the storm.I wanted to be the warm embrace youneeded after a long day of work. I wanted to make you smile.I wanted to make you laugh.I wanted to make you proud of me.I wanted to be the reasonyou were excited about the future.
By Malai Sporner6 years ago in Poets
