I bookmarked this page;Forgot what I was gonna write,But today I had woken up different.Wasn't a man-Not even a fleshy hueA worm, I becameMetamorphosi..
A thunder strike: The lively tree ripped from its roots.Did it make a sound? Did anyone hear?Unfortunately, for the developed world, a Boom!The branch..
She is the female form,In its finest form.A goddess, a templeI worship her mental.This poem is scriptureFollow the script-sureEmbrace her message, hea..
Maybe the mirror on the wall is the truest villain of them all.Just think, to be a flower told you're never going to bloomThe world is cruel and the f..
No Equal-No Contemporary.Walked great distances;Within my confined space.Conversations with the butterfly:Flirtatious and dangerous,Intricacy about th..