hi my name is Hind. from NY...i just like writing poetry occasionly, depending on my mood...comment and rate my poems and i'll return the favor....... |
The warmth of your body
Pressing gingerly against mine...
I held this flower not long ago
A beauty I planned to pursue...
Bright Blue
Skies. Fields so green...
You are beautiful all the time,
Though your smile is inexistent...
The glowing morning sun
Streaming bright rays through the sky...
I know i cant trust a |
It takes a long time to realize this and I think I am starting to, but sometimes what you want isn't always what you get, but in the end what you get is sooo much better than what you wanted |
A true friend is somone who walks in when the rest of the world has walked out. |