mwrotini

I just posted a new work titled Book of Memories. It's a series of vignettes-short tellings of memories or events.

mwrotini

Your eyes hold the beauty of amber
          And your soul the light of embers. 
          Your actions speak the words you cannot. 
          Your honor is like the moon, always there but sometimes hard to see. 
          - 
          I had to write a poem about someone for english and this is what happened. Who can tell who this is about?

mwrotini

I hate when I'm super tired but as soon as I try and sleep I can't. Like I'm on my phone at 2:30 a.m. and I'm about to drop it on my face but I know that as soon as I plug it into the charger and try and fall asleep I won't be able to.