Hello Poetry!
I have decided to keep
My poems here.
Rather a few be read
Than keep the lot
Penned up waiting in a sales ring
With no buyers,
Starvation coming....

A poem of my mind,

people only know how you feel if you speak it,
speaking my feelings is a sin,
one can not commit,
not even to you,
the one I wish could understand it without even a lick of my lips,

I wish you could get it,
yet I know no one can understand that I can never be it

We lay in bed
Touching once a while
I take a bold step
Turned down
But is it one of those intros
Can't tell


I take a step back
But then then she takes a step forward
I'm confused
If there's a middle can we meet there?


If I could read her mind
I feel her heart beat uneven
Interpreted as nervousness
I could be wrong
But if I could read her mind.

Just like good times
bad times end too

The music of you
is too strong
that's why my poetry
is silent