My room looks the same - squeezy My friends look the same too Nothing has change Everything smell the same I suppose ...

Can you imagine Crossing the traffic light can be such a tearful moment Isn't it funny Going to the toilet can be s...

It arrived on Christmas nite When I was sleeping right ? In the warm of my bed Then my mobile rang ... ...

Yesterday,they had a home A job and family Everything was going well As far as they could see In paradise,they reaped...

I feel like a vessel on a sea of grief pain a storm driving me to the reef inescapable the rage and rain 'cept within ...

I just want to write and tell you that I am doing fine, the peace and beauty here surpasses all my dreams. When I was st...

Prison walls surround Absorbing innermost thoughts Reflecting despair

A poem is a fragile thing... Its intrinsic worth can be crushed by an unsympathetic reader. The slow maturation of an...

A poem is a fragile thing... Its intrinsic worth can be crushed By an insensitive reader. The slow maturation of an...

I saw Manhattan fall today Her skyline crumble in rubble and dust Disbelief and horror like none seen before Was this ...

My poem was conceived from regained perspective. Reflecting upon Paul’s self-abased encouragement penned from a du...

I keep asking why But no one answers Why did you have to disappear now God, I know this is Your plan But why? I ne...