At that moment, with the breeze in my hair and the sun, warm on my face, I felt eternal. I felt infinite.

Wanted to try freestyle. This is a song though

For everyone who's struggling with being single (come on guys, we've all been there)

My friend and I

I am a symphony, I am a symphony.

If your love is the death of me, you'll have blood on your hands.

this is by far one of the most complex poems i have written.Two cheers to anyone who can comprehend what i was trying to convey ;)

we were

Consider this part 2. A part of my original longer poem. ' where we make love to our insanity '

The night I had that blade to my skin

Alas wa sn'titmeant to be, For she was love He was hate Enjoined by fate They had to let go

I am a woman :)

We when we stop believing miracles die

We are bound by Paradise

My journey from insanity to serenity.. :)

He called me poetry he'd want to write :)

How to cope when reality strikes.