"Explosions are my specialty, I can and will be your doom, Now get down on your knees, baby, I'll make your world go boom." • • • Unconventional poems of a conformed man. I voice all my inner chaotic turmoils in rhyming words so they sound less pathetic. And also, I spice it up with dirty poetry, in good ol' me style, so I don't ruin the esthetics.

Love in the shape of poems. Pain in the shape of words.

a collection of poems written by me. dedicated to the lost, the hurt, and the broken. "my thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations" rank: #44 in poetry started: 10th of december, 2020 finished: 17th of april, 2021 ©️ all rights reserved

War breaks out, Or so they shout. The odds of winning Are in doubt. We have no clue What the war is about, Yet we fight On and out. I'd like to get some stuff off of my chest. Some words I'd like to say. Some things I want to admit. All can be said here. STARTED: The second of January, 2018 COMPLETED: The sixteenth of November, 2018 HIGHEST: #2 in Poetry Cover by Youtumblrgeek