These arent the kinda poems where people are gonna find answers to their problems. These are my questions.

Well these are my poems, that I wrote please do not take them. Uh yeah I guess that's it.

Since i enjoy writing I thought I would share some of my poems with you There just some poems I made about life and the bitter sweet of it or just some I just randomly post Read? Comment? Vote? Enjoy?

Maybe it was the way his eyes were so brown you thought they were black. Or maybe it was the way he watched everyone, with his head slightly tilted forward and his left hand tense. Or maybe it was how he leaned against the wall, slightly away from everyone but still considered there. But I think it was the way his lips wrapped around the filter of the cigarette perfectly and his cheeks sucked in, to show slightly more of his striking chiseled jaw, and how the smoke seemed to stay around his face slightly longer then necessary, as if it didn't want to leave him. I fell in love with the way he smoked his cigarettes.

Sometimes life's just to hard for some people..