Hey, please read my poems. Some of them come from the heart, others are just imaginations. |
Do you know what you do to me?
You make me cry...
You have no right
To call me your friend...
I don`t deserve
To call you my friend...
I was walking down the street
When i came across a man...
The pillars once held it up,
so high that I could not fear...
Just once I need to go away
Somewhere far...
When the vision becomes so clear
And you see the world as it is...
It is hard to accept
But it happens to us all...
I want to fly with you to the moon
Lay on the tip and have a honeymoon...
Each one of them is Jesus in Disguise. |
No matter how good or bad your life is, someones will always be better or worse. |
If we are capable of building a time machine sometime in the future, don`t you think someone would have already come back and told us? |