A free verse i wrote as part of an enlglish project on the scarlet letter
This poem is about friendship. It's a poem written by BobbyBear for his friend BlueStar. It tells about how they became friends, and what being friends means.
Colorful insects are the most poisonous. Lying shows the colors of your heart. Despair/Envy/Blood in a beautiful formation of spun thread.
This poem is about a little boy who looks out of his window one starry night and remembers his mother.
It's all about writing. The words are a bit of your soul on a page. A writer's soul.
well, let's say people can feel like someone, people can feel like no one (somebody)r and r nicly please!
She had everything made, and she died anyway. Maybe she never deserved her good luck.
You say you love him like it's a bad thing...
I hate her and I love her and I need her.
They found her body by the river.
She's rotten behind her veil of lipstick and lingerie.
The summary is the title. Genre doesn't fit.
Cliché. Not writen as one, though.
Just another teenage romance poem. From falling for him, to falling on my face.