the garden of peace
peace is a wonderful thing. when an onymus girl falls from a tree she lands on a pile of leaves
peace is a wonderful thing. when an onymus girl falls from a tree she lands on a pile of leaves
Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random
This is a book of some poems I've written recently. Some are about me, some are about books, and some are about something else entirely. Either way, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.
This book is my experiment lab,where i will be experimenting with different form of poetries.