Poetry for the doers and the dreamers. Poetry for the lovers and the fighters. Poetry for the soul seeker and the self lover. Poetry for the misfits and the outcast. Poetry for the classicist and poetry for the modernist. Pictures featured are not mine
What is it like to be human? It is to feel and express the emotions from within. It is to be happy, experience sadness, burst into anger. It is to love and be loved. A collection of poems, altogether, they narrate the story of a man who journeys through life experiencing happiness, sadness, bitterness and, most import...
I look at you with empty eyes from across the crowdy room. I never spoke when I was with you, and for a long time I hid from that quiet disguise. Little did you know I cried under the rain, and I sang with our song. When I'm alone I think of you, I think of the thoughts I wanted to tell you, the words that twisted my...
