I always thought January
the cruelest of months...
Its a new day I say!
Thank you Lord for all the gifts that no one could...
The tender touch can be powerful indeed.
A hand laid gently on your shoulder...
Flames die out
Shoelaces come undone...
::this poem is me venting from a happening on this...
love poem sad poem, that's all I see from you...
LIFE IS HARD .
But the HARD times are ONLY to strengthen you...
Lying here alone
in this beautiful golden cornfield...
I stumble,
I don't know why...
Soft whispers; The wind of death.
Approaches the area more than often...
The abnormality of your
conformity is your deformity...
The sun forgets my name again,
I wake in gray, I stay in bed...
writing poetry
for my mirror revealed a...