the writer of woe : Writing

For You

For You

A Poem by the writer of woe


When all the stars align And the planets coincide What is left to do Other than loving you? When the wars are won And the profit is none A..
washed up

washed up

A Poem by the writer of woe


I haven't written in months. I haven't met encouragement in a long time. My life has turned.
Dear Anna

Dear Anna

A Poem by the writer of woe


Just a short letter to my beloved.
Wrong

Wrong

A Poem by the writer of woe


What is right?
Skin

Skin

A Poem by the writer of woe


Why does everyone resort to it?
Sonnet IV

Sonnet IV

A Poem by the writer of woe


The word 'lat' stands for Latin. It is used in the sense that Latina women are very shapely.
Unfinished

Unfinished

A Poem by the writer of woe


This poem describes how I cannot see through the eyes of my lover, yet I can still love her.
She

She

A Poem by the writer of woe


Part of my literary poems.
Sour

Sour

A Poem by the writer of woe


Yet another poem about my beloved.
illness

illness

A Poem by the writer of woe


Just a sad story about cancer.

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