lost in NY | iPhonegrapher | poets | wanderlust
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My hand moves by itself on behalf of my heart. I'm a student pilot, learning in the United States of America but I am actually ...
Don't trust me. I'm just another person. Trust in unspoken words, they speak louder and clearer.
I am a secret. I hide me behind someone you all see. I am alone and surrounded by people. I am cliché. I am saddened.
inhale the love, exhale the fire
a poetry account for a non- poet
I was born in the ghetto of Sonewen,Monrovia , Liberia .I live in Norway with my family.My journey with poetry has been a life long ...
perhaps i could reach you faster with these words.
child of the cosmos.
When we struggle, we write.
NO ur not promised tomorrow and when ur leaving leave a difference.
The deep crests and troughs of my heart led me to the electric signals down the brain where I found nothing unusual except your revelations ...
Poet, thinker and firm believer in humanity