JC

Note: I am by no means a poet...nor do I write, or in some case understnd poetry. This is the only poem I've ever written, and I'm taking a big ...

Sick and tired of all these games,, Tell me when we’ll meet again. I can’t decide if it’s too late, To try to rearrange our fates. I wish I could ...

Okay, this is my second poem...which I wrote in a fret of, well....butterflies... Feel free to tell me everything that is wrong about this...I'm not a poet by any standards ...

In my arms a child was it so wise by chance to assume the possiblity so very crazed by night so sleepless crazed by day should I be saved