It’s true that life doesn’t prepar… But is that what happened to us...… It’s feel like an age since the st… When our eyes met and I was lost… Of your beauty, charm and nature,
Heb je ooit gedacht mode bruid afscheid van de blindelings witte trouwjurk, probeer dan een gekleurde trouwjurken winkels? Als dat zacht ...
I’m sitting here on the side of the road while this rain contentiously seems to glow from the light they get, it reflects as it always makes you wonder what’s coming next, that’s why I’...
The voices tell me I’m dead My mind does not reply All I hear is this that and the o… How the hell am I to get by I must reach for the sky
When Autumn Comes to Broadway an… September 12th Everywhere the signs are rising: c… Of definition are what we are abou… Experts rush and counsel; relentle…
CCI Within our lips is stored the bitt… Of the dread tree that made the me… A cry of terror, and the beast’s c… A war of rage and sanguinary heat.
Crying Loudly but its all in my h… The expression you see is a smile… But if you look deep in my eyes th… About how my appearance became so… For the people around me I put on…
The sun still shines, The grass still grows, The flowers still bloom, The moon still glows Children still laugh,
The look. That look of total cont… The first feeling. The feeling of… The heat. The warmth that the int… The touch. That effortless touch… The kiss. That invisible touch be…
A silent cool breeze Sailing through hills; through tre… Sweetly kissed my face A short and sweet grace I felt;
A clumse of rain from a brath stor… as it drenches the soil of an Elys… The threatening din roils the dorm… who rest there beneath this belove… The storm wanes and from beyond th…
Resting, free from regret ... Once alone left with a heart cold… Now free free to be the real me no… Happiness has arrived please stay… Free!
I take pictures of neat things I… Of a bird, a bee, a flower or a tr… Whatever subject ends up on my Ko… There’s one thought I think is re… The best pictures are the ones you…
alone we crumble, not a soul at our side.our depth of agony from the wourld we hide... does this prove us weak, or make us strong?is showing the wourld our hurt really that wrong... ove...
Fish fry in Benoit. Joyce brings a hundred dollars in… almost right to your mouth and you wonder if it’s just too easy
A few short words A few short words is all I need All I need to get her back to me Get her back peacefully & quietly I want to write you but my conscio…
Fathers do more than simply provid… Their passionate, caring, responsi… Bogey men and monsters they cast a… Fathers do more than simply provid… Doers and thinkers hitting their s…
My heart is verbose– Incapable to compose. Oh my tongue– articulate the right words, I cannot formulat… Mouth– sing her a melodious song
Why am I so emotinal? It’s not a good look, Gotta gain some self control. What doesnt kill you, Makes you wish you were dead,
What Fate has brought me I cannot say For it is too grand a scheme My life in the mix Of all this
our whole lives we look for that one person. one broken heart after the other you still believe there is one person your supposed to be with and no matter how hurt you are you get off t...
The compound eye. Looks at me from every angle, directly into my soul. Our minds are one, connected across the space between…
its a never ending rollercoaster, an endless path. we try to stay on it, despite all the wrath. it takes you by the hand,
Flipping through endless pages Filled with memories that will las… Each picture tells a story Looking back in time and seeing it… As we reminisce of the good old da…
I thought of you today, But not as dearly, If I may say. You evidentally became a thought Rather than a dream. So sad, it may seem
I’m running through a forest, so quickly and so fast, I’m running for my life as if it i… My visions blurred I cannot see, just barely all those passing tree…
As the light from my dim lamp beco… brighter than the afternoon sun I feel my body come to life. Masses and populations divide. Poisoned by cyanide
Conformation. Not for Me. Spirit told Me. We were meant to be free. Bird like and of fish in the sea.
Tan simple como un beso.
I made this poem I made to,,you” I love you, babe ‘Cause I love your best friend I say it not to you