2014 brought me in a different awesome ride, I discovered things around me and found my unbelievable side. I became fiercer and wiser than ever before, Shown everything up when I opened my old yellow door.
Love wasn’t realized at the end of December. Relationships this year were never ever to last forever. I was a so called lover and not your dumbest giver Can’t stand being with someone who is wearing a blackest fur.
Break all those dramas and think of something else. I see myself in crowd in a righteous somewhere else. Forget all those heartbreaks and focus on wild dreams. Turn on those lights and face all those brightest beams.
Play a new game and use all those aces on deck, Life can be hell and will give a most painful heck. Continue to do those small things that were patiently started. 2015 is mine! Success is magnificently enchanted!
Reality is something that you can hardly deal with. Reality sucks! Maybe it's rare for someone having no worries and troubles in life.For the last 10 years of my life, I began writing fictional stories and poems. I write stories which are little bit exaggerated and unreal. I must say that they are product of my wildest imagination.However, I write poems about people. I started to write poems ever since I was high school. Whenever I meet people, I write poems about them. I'm a well reserved person who can't tell things constantly. I think that one of the best ways of expressing my thoughts is through writing and share it here in this websiteThese poems describe the spectacular craziness and real experiences with people around me. It's about different roller coaster emotions about fake and real people. This is a collection of my poems of love, hatred and sarcasm...To my haters, friends, loved ones and to the most special someone in my life...I am dedicating this for you..."Spend 5 minutes with me and I'll write something about you..."
It’s a happy day! After hundreds of submissions, days of reviews and a month full of happy poems, we finally bring to you the 5 lucky winners of Happiness Happens contest who have won prizes amounting to 100$ (each winning
A day of clouds scudding across a production-line sky, vaporous dreadnaughts, caravels lumber by above, never disturbing, the ocean’s surface they defy. The sun becomes a signal lamp speaking in poetry to the static lands of the earth whispering: not
Are angelic neurons fleshing inside a trans-Inquisition tavern? Another kind of speaking, pontificating globe? Can we feel the burning and sexing of the four seasons with the four elements, recycling earth, water, air, fire, to produce the quintessence of your