Pages tagged with Poetry On Rush Hour
This poetry is based on my experience of composing poetry... since 2009 ...and I feel many drop out like one does from school.Perseverance is a trait not many have..
As the world turns more and more international and people learn more languages can we then write in different languages at the same time...?
Some poets really value novices like me -------So i thought of this dedication ......as so many have composed on me.
Have you ever just knew something and don't know how you know you just do. It's as if it was coded into you. When I discovered my writing ability. I asked myself a question I said "who's soul do I have" I laugh now at the question but now I know it is all me.........
Been through so much and the question remain will you? do you? and let me tell you..........
Is it possible to remember before before? Most say no but few who know by experience can relate.
We must be very careful in who we trust. Awaken! Take them by surprise. Warning! Quiet fires are know to be deadly.
This is a poem about a neo cheating lawyer who was supose to defend in a class action law suit he tried to rise by using others pain to gain. I thought he was on the parents side but sadly mistaken.
I was feeling a surge of new energy that has inspired me to write this poem. Lost in my thoughts of what I have found or shall I say what found me.
Wear words like clothing and mines are authentic shall I mention the discovery of how more and more I'm loving me.
All poets have peculiar methodologies about composing poetry as much as I have too.
This is a very long poem story full of twists and turns that make you gasp and breathe really hard. It is being excerpted here. It is likely to see full bodied publication soon.
Today I wanted to compose something extraordinary and so i composed this draft Allare welcome to refine it as it is still draft so far
Poets say subtle things .....in words so minimum ....but chapters are woven ....across the soulful minds... of those who cherish brevity
This is a tribute to my loneliness and to her isolation. Read on about how isolated lives get wasted and rebuilt and get wasted again. Almost meaninglessly.
This is a set of two non related subjects one starts the other ends Guess what sex for fun and the other one on the run
















