Its exactly as you see my title just there A meger collection for now Of a verse or two that try to speak Of tales of a young heart, mind and soul Being stripped apart, stripped bare completely. Of once, twice, of times infinitely Define who I am? Define this book you have come across How you percieve it is how you explain it. Emotions come easy But poetry does not But comes in waves and vanishes the same way. We all meet people. We all experience emotion But empathy is hard to come by Which is precisely why A writer must write To convey, to connect To find the empath In those who undestand And to lend a hand To those who have Been wrenched apart Stripped bare of their souls and hearts PS : - #februaryissubtle contest entry is the poem called My Darling!!!!