(2013)
#Friend #Friends #Independent #Love #SeriousWalk #Walking #Walks
I would have written a poem with t… But he doesn’t move me With him, I am either standing st… Maybe we just need to talk Maybe that’s it
There are some things I’ve writte… I hope I never have to read again But I do not forget, I’ll have to find myself again Someday
All types of writing has guideline… All poetry seems to have some sort… Vocabulary must be up to par, Each stanza having its specific or… The way I see it,
I must say, Being without a pen takes breath f… Being without poetry makes me feel…
More than words can say, I swear… A phrase so easily put into words… Even though the beauty of you illu… Even you shut your eyes and hide a… Even you choose to disguise
I am regretting many things What is there to find in apparent… There is nothing to explain unless… You don’t fall in love the flower… Thriving ..
A man who is a poet is one who is… One who craves love underneath his… So much that he would scratch the… A man who is a poet believes that… That he must hold it in his hands…
Every time I see you, there is so… Like the way your aroma gives me c… And how it feels to wanna kiss you… To wanna love you right but so una… Or how it hurts when you walk away…
Hey, tall brown girl You gave me confidence When my head was held low you lift… Hey, tall brown girl With those stallion legs
I swear, from the moment he opene… Spoke so softly with enough intell… And I thought to my savior, “God,… Something so perfect could not be… And those lips
“This ain’t love”, she tells me, Only indulging in me when it benef… “This ain’t real”, she cries, “Only seeing the things I’ve done… Only appreciating me when struggle…
“I’m done with those childish games. I’m ready to be with someone I can share my heart with,” he said. "I’m in love with you. I plan on marrying you. I’m not going anywhere. I’m set. I ...
Why is it so easy to write when I… Why do I love to imagine your ver… Why do I flash back to the times… Why is it that my wrist is breakin… And soul is aching while I write…
An overbearing mother Two overwhelming siblings And too much time alone Phone Taken Back up discovered
I guess it started a long time ago… Me giving away my happiness for a… I guess I never had an independen… and try as I may, I still don’t h… I still seek the approval of the o…