Perfect becomes imperfect, but in the end it's all okay
I can't have what I want, but I'll settle for less for now.
Don't keep holding onto me, Dad. Let me go.
You wanna play games over a guy, girl, but this is one game you can't win.
A young man keeps vigil over his friend's grave, trying to come to term's with his death.
A girl has a meeting with her love at a mountain lodge.
Supposed to be during WWI and written for my Social Studies class. A soldier's thoughts on the war.
Loving someone means caring more for their happiness than your own. No matter what it takes, you only want to see them smile.
I've written so many romance-type poems that I decided to gather all of them together in one place. In poem number one, a girl's best friend (who happens to be a guy) has fallen in love with someon...
Despair and depression pull us in. Two poems, two people, two stories, one a failure, the other success.
What kind of person is a true friend? What do they do for you?
Ever thought about what it would be like to have complete silence? This poem is not related to the song "The Sound of Silence"
The title is misleading. It makes more sense if you're not very athletic.
Lessons a simple candle can teach us about life