Pages tagged with Noon

A poem asking whether trains smell or not. As a frequent traveller I do get put off by the unpleasantness of a train journey due to a variety of different odours.
We go day in and day out expecting that people know where they are going, but do we ask ourselves if they even know where they are going.
This poem focuses on the girl a person craves for.. but is shy to tell his feelings to her..!!
Princess Tyler was a beautiful baby She grew up to be a very pretty little lady One day she told mommy and daddy she wanted a friend The questions did not end
A series of poems about the sun (and other subjects). The best way to describe them would be a trilogy about a summer day!
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