Category: Poetry
A Poetry Collection For You
For years I would pretend you were holding me at night.It was the only thing to keep the demons away.Time exposes a person’s true intentions.Turns out you were the cruelest demon of them all....
Changing Times
This world is packed with people, filling every corner with life; but now they’re all packed inside, leaving the streets awash in strife.
I Paint
I paint, but not always a picture. I paint to feel the brushes going through the smooth acrylic paint to a blank canvas.
My Revolution is School
My revolution is that there will be no more tests in school. My revolution will not judge students based on scores because my revolution goes against the stats.
Oreo: My Bunny
Loves her owner Sarai, loves the parents and brothers of Sarai, as well as her stuffed animal toys.
Being the Oldest
“Can you do this? Can you do that? I want this and I want that! My head is pounding, the feeling of irritation.
