Warmth From A Dying Ember

This right here is just a compilation of poems. Nothing too special, yeah? It's a mix from tragedy, romance, hope, and whatever I thought of at that time. Again, some of these may be real, some may just be fictitious.

So please, take the time to peruse my collection of self-made poems. Pardon me if you don't like it, thank you if otherwise.

And just a note:
Most of these poems don't have a title yet. So if you liked it enough, just comment your title suggestions. I would deeply appreciate it. And if you feel like the title doesn't suit the poem, also comment the title which would be better.

Thank you again.