Every second counts... We all know the value of time, and that's why I have made it short...
A brief poem about make the most of the short time you have in your life. For @contest_buddies prompt: time/clock
โYou're not Immortal yetโI yelled. I aimed my Gun at his heart
Rejection that LGBTQ+ got when they come out is ๐๐
I have come across the value in the story of Tom and Jerry! It is important to have motivation. There might be many problems in life but you have to move ahead.
This poem is about body image and the view we have of ourselves. Thank you for reading :) <3
For my friend, with whom i spent short time, but great time. Have you ever felt this?
I wanted to see more of my existence in those eyes I love... Long time no tanka so hereeee โฃ๏ธ
A poem written from a state of disarray, chaos, and fragments of either genius or madness... you decide which.
I was young, and the world was at my mercy. I dreamed of all the places I would go, the people I would meet. That all changed into "we" After I met you. Where would "we" go, who would "we" meet?
My first poem on Commaful!
For the prompt of Value.
Hope you like it!
God doesn't seek to prove himself. Our hearts know of his goodness. Message in the end for you! โค๏ธ
A story of the rural woman. Inktober Day 15
โwon't you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life?โ Lucille Clifton
Every second counts... We all know the value of time, and that's why I have made it short...
A brief poem about make the most of the short time you have in your life. For @contest_buddies prompt: time/clock
โYou're not Immortal yetโI yelled. I aimed my Gun at his heart
Rejection that LGBTQ+ got when they come out is ๐๐
I have come across the value in the story of Tom and Jerry! It is important to have motivation. There might be many problems in life but you have to move ahead.
This poem is about body image and the view we have of ourselves. Thank you for reading :) <3
For my friend, with whom i spent short time, but great time. Have you ever felt this?
I wanted to see more of my existence in those eyes I love... Long time no tanka so hereeee โฃ๏ธ
A poem written from a state of disarray, chaos, and fragments of either genius or madness... you decide which.
I was young, and the world was at my mercy. I dreamed of all the places I would go, the people I would meet. That all changed into "we" After I met you. Where would "we" go, who would "we" meet?
My first poem on Commaful!
For the prompt of Value.
Hope you like it!
God doesn't seek to prove himself. Our hearts know of his goodness. Message in the end for you! โค๏ธ
A story of the rural woman. Inktober Day 15
โwon't you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life?โ Lucille Clifton