Verses over the expanseby Thankshel
Whenever I feel sad or gloomy,
Whenever I am filled with joy,
Or maybe I'm just to tired to speak,
I think, I write, and slowly expand
From beautiful boughs,
To irredeem...
Poetry by cleopatra
the title speaks for itself, this account is full of short poems about the things I'm grateful for, appreciate and/or love.
Rivers of Wordsby May
The poems which keep me up at night--pondering about life and happiness. A canvas of words too big to be kept to myself.