Hi , PLEASE don't use /reuse my stuff without permission! This poetry has a black girls point of view . This book has a black girls view point. These pieces have a black girls outlook on the world, and the battles we face .

Here are some poems That these I don't own Read these with your friend/s A memory 'til the end A gift on their special day Valentines or Christmas day Enjoy the poems with your friend 'Til your own children Have friends to tend

Poems that have a destination but will forever stay in my drawer

In which I post a collection of short poems

Simply poems

Take my hand, come with me, I have something interesting for you to see. Poems here and poems there, Poems and books everywhere. Filled with dreams and filled with tears, Sometimes hopes and sometimes fears. So take my hand there's so much to see, Together we'll read just you and me. {All work is my own} {#1 in Poems // 2/13/20} {Please ask/tag/credit me in any poems you want to use, thanks!}

For Poetry lovers

Original poetry about everything. Beauty, pain, life, death... Enjoy - 💙 ~Complete~

Funny dirty pick up lines and love qoutes.

Grace was an ordinary girl... Sike. This isn't one of those stories. Meet Grace Belmonte, who belongs to one of the biggest gangs in Italy. She's well known for her smart mouth, racing, bad-ass fighting and now the target on her back... After killing three of the Italian Mafia's best men, she unintentionally caught the attention of Antonio Romero; the Mafia's ruthless leader. And now he wants her... - - - He let go of my hands to cup my ass and I kissed him once again, my hands tangled in his black hair. We finally broke apart, his forehead leaning on mine. "Vuoi tornare a casa mia? (Wanna go back to my place?)", he asked me with a smirk. "Sì. (Yes.)", I breathed. He let go of me and stepped back, giving me just enough time to punch him in the stomach and run back to my car. - Warning: Strong language and mature scenes!