Imagine. Create. Inspire.

Imagine the impossible. 
Create the solution.
Inspire others.

Basic elements of writing.

Yet I am inpatient. 
I like end results.

I am a poet.
Here and out.

Forgive me.
Some stories need be.

The endings of some
are in fact none. 

Don't despair.
I sit in the writer's chair.

Here I am.
Poetry hallmark and all.

Let's try and make a community. 
I hope we can achieve unity. 

Fans and non-fans.
College has endless demands.

I am sorry if I am not active.
My adulthood has made me passive.

^.^ Sometimes I am proud of poetry
Other days I feel like I'm dangling from a tree.
A lack of rhythm and rhyme, 
makes me want to choke on a lime.
Ha- what a folly to rhyme such things!
I like so much, I don't have enough rings.
You do after all, have to put a ring on it. xD

Me: and yes, perhaps i'm a single lady
Do you like it? Put a ring on it!
All guys: Oh no-o-ooh!