Hey, I am acctually only 14. I know, I know I am way to young to write poetry. Go ahead and try me. |
Sitting in the dark is a girl
Her long brown hair wet with tears and sorrow...
Pastal colored buds, gracefully blossoming into...
Flowing rivers trickling through solid, gray...
This is a sensory poem so its kind of bad; this is...
A girl sitting on the side of her bed. her tears...
You write what you know, even if you don't know it. |
Really, it is the honest ones you should be worried about be cause you never know when an honest person will do something incredibly dishonest but the dishonest ones you can always trust to be dishonest...honestly |
The best memories are the ones you try so hard to explain but end up saying "You just had to be there!" |