Jahneil Allison 6y ago Un-named Foot soldier from a gun cultureForm of anger from beat and torture Bleak and despair they say are my futuremore…
ken riccio riccio 6y ago Taste of a women The taste of a women is like the fruit of lifeHer skin soft and tenderAs marshmallow cloudsmore…
kragneus 6y ago giving thanks It's useless to hold a person to anything he says while he's in love, drunk, or running for office.Shirley MacLainemore…
Dereal Ressav Vasser 6y ago Conformity My unusual wisdom seems naive to that powerful beast named conformityIts blood-quenching jaws lock its victims inmore…
ken riccio riccio 6y ago A DREAM A dream is but only a dream until you dream it in your heart , for it is then and only then may you know the happiness that is called love... Ken Riccio original poems ©
ken riccio riccio 6y ago Windswept There is confusion of lovelying beneath the surface of passionentangled within the once heart of adulationmore…
Munira I. 6y ago A Shade of Gray Called Life Life can be a shade of cloudy gray, which makes me feel lazy because it’s sort of like a haze. That surrounds me keeping me still, which then suffocates my entire being, leaving me occupied. I constanmore…
Mark Alaimo 6y ago The Runner I wake up in the morning, and ready to run,I always run at a steady pace, and push myself to the distance,When I run, I am full of positive momentum,more…
Mark Alaimo 6y ago Love Is Forever More The sight of your beauty is truly of purity,I glanced at your beautiful angel face yesterday,Stay with me, my darling love,more…