LIFE, WHAT IS IT?
Is it just a collection of days that time devours...
If your having difficulties
Read the instructions...
Underneath polka dots
Laced with night...
I will never hate you,
but I will always say “thank you...
With the poems I write
The thoughts I choose...
Tonight God's up late in his study
Reading all of his fan mail...
At the heart of freedom
Lies the pulse of “hope...
It was night sin
of domesticity. Dyed, I am loading...
The fire in my mind never goes out
I am someone who has lived life...
It is a wide world abhorrent and strange
housing bad actors who do face time...
With a touch of passion
she mourned with love...
This Social media,
I don't get it...