As starting Wattpad correctly always involves a Poem Collection; i thought i`d quickly put a short collection together for you guys! -Enjoy!

This is political satire and is meant as such, nothing personal toward your political views but is written in fun of the fact we cannot have two kings and expect the country to move, pun intended.

A poem to celebrate Mothers Day on Sunday 15th March.

Poems about abuse The cover is a scribble of mine x

It's 4 years later and the Riley's and the Turner's are still going strong. Are they still immature? Yes! Do they still get into trouble? Hell Yeah! Do they know how to have fun? Of course they do. But what happens when life catches up with them? What happens when the one you love the most, leaves you? What happens when you feel the white walls closing in? How long can you keep going?

The day I moved from Manchester to the countryside was the day my life changed forever. New house. New school. New friends. Then there was the Sanchez's. I knew from when I first saw them, they were different. But it was how different I wasn't ready for!

This collection is a gathering of most of my older poems, both published and unpublished, making it easier to find my poetry.

When I feel inspired to write poetry, I'll put them within this collection. So far, I have: 1- Hey Lover 2- First Time 3- Them 4- Because 5- Thaw 6- Challenge 7- Yours 8- Touch

poems to do with sleep, dreams any feedback appreciated cheers x