a poem to my family's bloodline and depression.
okay , I admit that i missed you all a lot and i am back again lol....no promises , Another lame poem by my side
I'm never fully comfortable opening my mouth to speak, so I repeat, I repeat. I repeat
Poem dedicated on 'Photography'. Everyone of us has a photographer in us, the poem tells the beauty of Art called 'Photography'
Poem with 7-7-8 syllables pattern based off the IDEA of CURTAINS. This just happened to pop into my head when I saw the prompt. First time doing this! I would love to have comments.
Torn from a time where everything was perect / To a time where I was stuck
okay , I admit that i missed you all a lot and i am back again lol....no promises , Another lame poem by my side
I'm never fully comfortable opening my mouth to speak, so I repeat, I repeat. I repeat
Poem dedicated on 'Photography'. Everyone of us has a photographer in us, the poem tells the beauty of Art called 'Photography'
Poem with 7-7-8 syllables pattern based off the IDEA of CURTAINS. This just happened to pop into my head when I saw the prompt. First time doing this! I would love to have comments.
Torn from a time where everything was perect / To a time where I was stuck