I wrote my first poem when I was 11. Ever since, playing with words and juggling with rhymes almost became second nature. Tried writing various forms but rhymes always came easy to me. Wrote everywhere I could...on class notes, in my head, in my diary. Pursued my dream, studied poetry in college (M.A. Lit) and created a career out of my creative pen. Today, I'm a creative writer by profession, but not for long. Someday I hope to publish my own book of poems! Someday...
Look deep my friend and soon you will discover a special assignment for only you The siren song of the bong is strong fuming sacraments to exclusive green parties Tie yourself to the mast deny the hot blast It’s clear-monkeys
Don’t look deep into my eyes, who knows what you find inside? Is it the dreams that I lovingly hide, or are some demons residing inside. Am too afraid to let you know, Even too scared to make the show.
Tilted lips on the wet eyes. Below the lids was floating an island in a lake. Latched to a full moon I was trotting with snowshoes, trekking with stars. A volatile virginity rebounds ticking in your heart, spiteful. And I,