20/M/A far away land
I prioritise majority of my time on self growth. Surely writing is a hobby for me, letters, poems or short stories, I would gladly do …
in the garden of Eden
sundial, of stone and bronze, wasting, weathered green, measurer of time in years; doomed to erode; and YET, the iris comes but for days, yet …
on a bus near you...
eye am a recording devicespecial filters of my own prejudice. eye live in various bus stops where punctuation of life moments need not be, are …
14/M/all my life, an islander.
woman takes you down to her place near the river; You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever And you …
tween the heart and NYC
only love poems +other complaints; “that poetry hath chosen me, if correct, woe-betide me, this be more curse than blessing, for the secrecy of love …