I sit here, questioning what made usI sit here, wondering what would want to make us…
I don’t know why I love to rhyme,My poem, I feel should chime They say I’m a thing of the past,Yet I like to think they…
Online identities
Poetry
We all wear faces,We all wear masks,Some of us viewed as a verse,Whether they see us as weak or…
You are a man’s best friend,You also stink to no end,I waste my money,Giving you toys’ that taste like honeyWhere will this…
Those that are fine can only conceive the tide of fresh that hides my lines.Fat is beauty, and beauty is best,Let's not request what we…
A flower on the table,A book by the fire,A house in the woods,my life is serene,Serenity coming to me.
In a steam and electric London that is being hounded by a serial killer where…