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A poet by blood,a writer by passion.Poetry in the winds.Lives to whirl though dull like
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married, working, not working, business owner, entrepreneur, dreamer, writer, traveler, smart, not smart, intelligent, clueless
F/BCD, PH
Someone told me to write my thoughts even if no one reads it. So I keep writing. - Writing is my escapism. -Vanniyah -Many grammatical …
Poems
pearson
Apr 2015
She smiles
My little Opi
And then the clouds
All go away
She smiles
My beautiful child
And the snow
Starts to melt today
She laughs
My wonderful Opi
And gray
Turns to "Yay!"
My little Opi
And then the clouds
All go away
She smiles
My beautiful child
And the snow
Starts to melt today
She laughs
My wonderful Opi
And gray
Turns to "Yay!"
For all those little lonely souls out there.
Phoenix Rising May 2015
Opi
Phoenix Rising
May 2015
The pen drew dots in my eyes,
my grip lessened and there I was
Nothingness
No, not bad
No, not good
Nothing
Nothing was...
Nothing
I liked to spend most of my time being nothing
in the bath tub
While the days happened without me
and blurred over like watercolor
my grip lessened and there I was
Nothingness
No, not bad
No, not good
Nothing
Nothing was...
Nothing
I liked to spend most of my time being nothing
in the bath tub
While the days happened without me
and blurred over like watercolor