A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
#8 in my Phobia Series. Originally, I wrote this for my siblings though I am not so sure now. A poem about 'gerascophobia'. Thank you. :) <3
Will you still love me when times has taken its toll?
Inspired by a song I heard few days back
Piano tiles are clipped nails.
Run and run to that finish line.
My first crack at narrative fiction for Commaful. Who knew there were still encylopedia salesmen?
Another fact today, I wonder what you'll say.
A poem about the ages 10-14
Just miss her and how she would be so selfless as well as pure with no efforts , she was a kid anyways.
It's human to have regrets, but you should not lose your present and future to your past.
Age can really change people's P.O.V.'s
a dream turned love letter
Watching my grandmother before I leave for school
Maybe there is actually a reason as to why I am alive.
As we grow, we sometimes grow apart, it's just how life can be...
You can find my spoken word poems by searching #thoughtsofsteel on YouTube :-)
Best wishes and keep writing <3
Everyone keeps running, but we're just running out of time
I look in the mirror as I age Think of the life that has gone by like a book reminiscing on every page
We finally got back to the hotel, a Marriot. From the looks of it, Bella didn't have just that one margarita.