When we were growing up together,
Sometimes you were a git...
Hey my childhood friend,
since when we have not talked...
You and me,
Just can't seem to be...
many leaves have shed
summer can’t dry weepy eyes...
I have been thinking about a friend of mine, named...
Scott was troubled with the burdens of life...
Ironically the person this poem is about is the...
It's hard to build up trust at first...
Poetry attends to Em's
Lonely state of mind and...
children
both adorable and beautiful...
It's
still surreal...
Pardon the insolence, hence the bow
For thy mouth to go gooey is part of the show...
Though our bodies were at a distance
We were bound by our connection...
Shall I compare you to a rose?
You were by far more beautiful...