Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2016
Cherish those,
That adore the way,
You push pens.

Letters collide,
Like bumper cars,
On Friday night fair.

Full of emotions,
they say,
Make words out of things,
that doesn't make sense,
but do.

After all,
Nothing is ever sincere,
unless,
it's done hidden.
Words play practice pt 1
Sharifah Husna
Written by
Sharifah Husna  MY
(MY)   
440
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems