Publish. Read. Get Read.
Random First Lines:This guy that my mom was it I never liked him he would always call her names beat her in front of me even when I'm not around I could hear still... » Read
I had just left a relationship. While I would never see that person again they forever changed who I am and where I would go in life.
YAY ANOTHER HAPPY POEM!! :D
Poetry | Updated Jul 26, 2011 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
FOR SOME MOMENT I CAUGHT THE STRAIN OF INSPIRATION ONCE LONG ALIENATED FROM; FUMBLED FOR MY WRITING PAD AND PEN. AND, LIKE SOME CHANNEL, BROUGHT IT INTO THIS WORLD. ENJOY.
you cannot be truly called a poet unless to write at least one on nature !
of the invisible whisperer,
reveal themselves as waves,
By Byron Quinn
We all cling on to hope, sometimes that same hope may be the one thing that condemns us