A love poem to a redheaded girl with broken self-esteem.
Romanticizing someone as a violet tulip
A little something for @thedailycomma's contest. Prompt: Tulip petals
I miss you , but I'm stuck here , writing sloppy poems about "us" , that doesn't exist any more .
Encountered the most stunning blue eyes and transferred the experience!
The struggle with telling someone your all to them.
No more website crash got it fixed. Will be publishing Eighty years? Friday morning. Yes it poses a moral question.
Wrote this in class when my teacher was talking about Medusa
“Those eyes yet flicker, of forbidden flame gracing still this shackled heart .”
Dear Flower, your beauty amazes me every time I see you.
A love poem to a redheaded girl with broken self-esteem.
Romanticizing someone as a violet tulip
A little something for @thedailycomma's contest. Prompt: Tulip petals
I miss you , but I'm stuck here , writing sloppy poems about "us" , that doesn't exist any more .
Encountered the most stunning blue eyes and transferred the experience!
The struggle with telling someone your all to them.
No more website crash got it fixed. Will be publishing Eighty years? Friday morning. Yes it poses a moral question.
Wrote this in class when my teacher was talking about Medusa
“Those eyes yet flicker, of forbidden flame gracing still this shackled heart .”
Dear Flower, your beauty amazes me every time I see you.