thanks for your comment fulmah! I update frequently so check back often! peace and love.
she's counting down the days till she can run away. counting down the time till she can fly. someday she knows the wind will blow and the river...
Still beautiful, surviving in the cold, though smaller now, by half, than August's bloom, she keeps, defiantly, her stubborn hold, a summer bride...
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. From bong, bowl, joint, or blunt I love your thick and smoky haze. You make me laugh no matter why My...
Wondering I have lost myself in wandering I have discovered more than I realized through losing myself i have found myself in dreaming i have...
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder She was not beautiful. Nothing about her was extraordinary. Nothing about her made her stand out in a crowd....
nice poem. if u write a lot of poems you should start a thread to keep them all together. peace and love
The father smiled to see his child Come running to his side. "Please tell me, Daddy, what is meant By that word 'sex'", she cried. He looked...
If I was a fairy tale, I don't know what I'd do. One thing is for certain, I wouldn't be caught dead in glass shoes. When I went to visit my...
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Starkle starkle little twink who the heck you are I think I'm not under what you call the alcofluence of incohol I'm just a little slort of...
Trapped in this life bleeding steadily stained, bruised and broken my tears still pour heavily My tears are like a river I'm drowning...
I loved this poem. I can relate with my boyfriend...
You can not see me You can not hear me You can not feel me Yet I am here and you fear me You think of me and panic I lurk in the shadows You...
The War wind blows again A bloody storm is brewing Many are scared and wary of fires that may be fuming Another war to end all wars When will...
Murder, murder everywhere movies, television or in a book It seems no one has even a care violence is where I look down the street there is a duel...
Please comment if you read my poems. No one really comments and I would greatly appreciate to hear what you think of my poems. So if you look at...
my lava lamp a mini world swirling redhair incense intertwining with the essence of my soul groovy ebbs and tides within move in and retreat to...
From extended fingers, To pouting lips, Inhaled breath consumes another hit. The fog filled elements of my youthful desire another inhaled breath...
awesome poem, i love it. it doesnt take me much to trip either...
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