Vows

vows

“Will you see my strange sorrows, when I hide them behind bright smiles? Will you read my unsaid feelings, when … Read More

Still

still

She isn’t allowed to read, what I write anymore, and it makes her sad. But it makes me happy, how … Read More

His and Her

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His and her. His stories were, Always full of her memories, Which his eyes had collected, When she wasn’t looking. … Read More

Caged

Poem 1 of 7 from Caged: The Price of Pride

CAGED She dreams of free blue skies, but sits and stares at one all alone. As a fear of falling … Read More