They lived and seed in light and d… Forsooth the great wall demise the… Oh no! the casts and judges are p… Although the reaction to the dark… The visual of their face goes blan…
many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,
Writing is like drugs You will never stop wanting more Or trying so hard to see how high…
They should learn how to talk, When they sees one another—just fo… They should dry the coals and bury… Like half of us, so strength shall… But before you were born by them,
Never Count your Work Because Your
I do not write my poetry for no-on… And every dawn, i do not reason wh… —On about mystic my work chaperon… Mystic is me but with more time yo… You will break the mystery and lea…
You don’t have to bleed to Satisfy them all Just throw them a bone And watch them bring it back.
When you say friends Tell me what you meant by friends Is it those people you go running… When you think you’ve got a proble… Or those ones social media classed…
I don’t try too hard They can’t help Enough but loosen Their shacks and Jump down from their
I trust myself too much That I sometimes forget how To trust my pen.
Is this life I seek Is this purity I recall Is this love I felt Is this death I ordered And If i could write them all,
THE ADVENTUROUS THREE by steven le poet Play with the pebble or a rattlesn… Rattlesnake– rattlesnake Play with the pebble or a rattlesn…
A small piece of metal With a shinning light, Visible yet warmth, Seek the dark smoke As it breaths
Give me love O you, as sacred heart Are hard to trust. Plunge my bones With humor
Now, have you seen? The black mane of a dark horse As it slithers and kiss the marble… Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an… On a starry night whispers its oat