Hey. I've been writing poems since an early age of 14 and have gone through those vulnerable years. I've experienced rejection and heartbreaks and pen down those emotions.My inspirations are Van gogh and John Keats. |
We were walking side by side along the beach,
And the warm Caribbean air blew against my face...
Dear Angel,
I'm sorry to intrude you in the deadness of night...
We were walking side by side along the beach,
And the warm Caribbean air blew against my face...
How much further can a poet,
Stress upon the swiftness of time...
*sorry that this is quite long. Hope u guys like...
There i was,seated in class like the many...
Water in the river flows, |
"All the world is a masquerade, |
"I want our blacks to turn blue. As i don't know how for i don't have a clue. Because i'm way off tangent when it come to reconnecting with you." |