Let me share with you a letter written during...
dear son...

Are you my so called bestfriend?
who promise ours wont end...

The blunt horizon across the miles
swayed and shivered...

Graduation day is coming
nearer than it seems...

As i began to see the world
I see a face with sweet express...

>(^^) peace(^^) Im not throwing a big pot on...
I cannot write like others...

*not a poem*
i have one friend who never stand for me...

ThiS is a poEm for mY mimO (^^) pleAse makE a...
itS mothEr\'s daY anD I aint got a penny...

*figurative kind of poem*
black and hollow,these what bothers...

The smile I always wear at school
dont fit my pain inside...

I see a girl across the street
who walks without a shadow...

I sat in front my mirror,
and waited for my tears...