Depth

eyes of a sultress
lips of crimson
words escape
which will bring
you to your...

these feet
have journeyed
upon dusty roads
the kind which
covers, and
...

Our youth becomes stale...
with each sunrise revealed...
through the relinquished nights sky...

To please everyone with rhyme,it must be a hard thing to do

But lyrics from the heart,are more...

Laugh

I laugh when I want to cry
I laugh when I'm not alright
I laugh when I'...

I feel my old self coming back. She's fucked up and mad and I know you'll like her. She's art and pain and...

I'm a ship lost at sea.
Drowning in my own insecurities.
I see the light.
I try to...

a kiss from you, would be lovely
a kiss from you, would be magic
without your kisses somehow...

Poetry is art.

Trade a brush for the “souls” pen.

Canvas, for its’ depth.

Lo Ran...

Bound by the clock that's wound
Wound around routines silencing the sound
The sound of clouds...

Love is a crazy thing
I love you passed myself but I'll love you to death literally if you hurt me...

I come on here to the Cosmofunnel

to see nice poems without any trouble

But then I see...

I imagined your heart as a Well so to measure the depth of your love,

I tossed a stone in and I...

Today was the I made a decision.
Sat in my head thought with precision.
Not exactly scatterd...