This is the story of all women who found themslvscaught in the men's selfish world.
This poem I wrote about two years ago, for my English homework. It was supposed to be horror, but I couldn't just let my character die, so I mixed some romance in here as well. Here's what came out of it. Hope you enjoy.
Some people who have rough times,but this family is having more of a rough time. Christmas time and their homeless. Get the full edition is at:
A story of discovery A tale of redirection A journey in the search of the ultimate gift. Immortality
Strange Are The Cadres Of Being Suddenly, a visage With a hushed leap Rushed past the mirror Black and yellow stripes Like waves strung together Suddenly, the dressing table trembled The clock’s golden reflection shuddered The body – wrapped in fever – thawed out In the microcosms of blood In the self and attributes Are uncanny secrets In the sieves of faiths and doubts Are a thousand cracks Strange are the cadres of being Just now, I was wide awake Groaning in deep pain Then, how did I drift
A book filled with free-verse poetry.
this poem is about a friend of mine who doesn't have the best life...i know what she goes through...maybe this poem will help put an end the world of bulling...maybe
Aurora Evalyn Warren is a physic. Hamon Brillicks is a angle. Milly Krils is a ghost. What could posiably happen next
This is the story of all women who found themslvscaught in the men's selfish world.
This poem I wrote about two years ago, for my English homework. It was supposed to be horror, but I couldn't just let my character die, so I mixed some romance in here as well. Here's what came out of it. Hope you enjoy.
Some people who have rough times,but this family is having more of a rough time. Christmas time and their homeless. Get the full edition is at:
A story of discovery A tale of redirection A journey in the search of the ultimate gift. Immortality
Strange Are The Cadres Of Being Suddenly, a visage With a hushed leap Rushed past the mirror Black and yellow stripes Like waves strung together Suddenly, the dressing table trembled The clock’s golden reflection shuddered The body – wrapped in fever – thawed out In the microcosms of blood In the self and attributes Are uncanny secrets In the sieves of faiths and doubts Are a thousand cracks Strange are the cadres of being Just now, I was wide awake Groaning in deep pain Then, how did I drift
A book filled with free-verse poetry.
this poem is about a friend of mine who doesn't have the best life...i know what she goes through...maybe this poem will help put an end the world of bulling...maybe
Aurora Evalyn Warren is a physic. Hamon Brillicks is a angle. Milly Krils is a ghost. What could posiably happen next