Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

Poems for Good Measure

"May these words come to life and find their way home- May they find their way to you." Highest Rank: #6 in Poetry In September of 1997, a shivering kiss from the rain's breeze awakened John's soul to write. Words are drawn out in the abyss of truths and fantasies, as his pen captures its singularity and binds it on page. He knew his poetry's final destination is not on paper, but in the soul of the one who accepts it. Yet everything he wrote and sang goes back on where he made it. As he loses his soul in every word, he still hums the unsung serenades of his heart to find its last safe haven. Written and Cover Edited by J.M. Señorin © 2017

when life gets me down, i write // highest ranking: #1 in poetry #2 in hot poetry

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]