Beauty isn’t always skin deep. Sometimes you’ve got to look beyond what’s on the surface.
Dear reader, in the end what really matters is your deeds and how you spent your time, so tell me, when you’re left alone with no admirers. Will you be comfortable with your deeds alone and without a dime? In the end, all I have to say to you is to choose to live yourContinue reading “In the end”
I haven’t really been able to write poems this year. There has been a number of overwhelming things and writing poetry has always been like a form of solace for me. I couldn’t think of what to post today so I went into my poetry book and this three particular lines from a poem IContinue reading “Flashback”
My name’s blurry face and I care what you think My name’s blurry face and I care what you think Wish we could turn back timeTo the good old daysWhen our momma sang us to sleepBut now we’re stressed out Sorry I couldn’t resist that song with today’s title. It’s called “stressed out” by TwentyContinue reading “Blurry skies”
The poem of this week is “A bird, came down the Walk” by Emily Dickinson This poem talks about the writer’s encounter with a bird and that brought thoughts of the different sides of nature.