Pedestrian rhymes are not that fun.
Especially when your out in the sun.
Damn white paper blinds my eyes,
Every time, I get bit by flies
Sort of like King...
"I call it bad poetry # 2"
manic rudimentary ramblings
of a man child with poetic constipation
and stuck in a quatrain rut.
This feeling is nagging
Is it a love song, or self...
My dreams are infinite i can't refuse to fulfill
My wishes are uncountable like stars scattered on the sky
My Love for you is devine that makes my inner stronger
so you are in my...
My girlfriend one day read a beautiful poem posted by a friend here on EP.. by Laberge.. she said to me it would be wonderful if someone dedicated such poem specially for her...
Sometimes there's a disconnect
between the mouth and mind.
You struggle hard to recollect
the words you just can't find.
Words are easy. Words are cheap...
~The personal heart of a soulIs not the personal heart of a person.
The heart is what loves that of which is around you.
My heart is why i love you.
Many people say " you have to...
picture word calligraphy
sight sound senses and minds eye
celebrate and grieve
source of frustration
There is an amazing lady
who lives across the sea
whose soul is powerful and true
and filled with artistry
Her pain comes from a real place
Her pleasure simply...
It started with a passing thought,
and soon became a word,
and then a series of words
that led to action,
and then a series of actions,
that let to an event,
and then a...