histórias de Igpoems

Poem: Forest ( I don't know why I just had the urge to write a poem and I'm doing this off the top of my head)

one of my first poems

the true meaning of life is up to you

something about people today

"Negative Capability, that is when man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason." Quick short poems that dwell too long in my head.

It's time when we tear this skin apart. This skin we asked from our idols, false gods. It's time to make our own personality and adore our own name .