Can I be the poem and not the poet for once? How would you tell if my smile was Insincere, even though the sun Shines across my face Your tears sta...Read more

It’s a whisper from the universe, a final echo before the silence— when two souls, after a long journey, touch the same destination. And then, the st...Read more

I must hang on, but pain will cost me dearly life and death, no i guess its not but nearly My whole life, I've never been the first what am I? Well go...Read more

She stands in front of the mirror, not to admire, But to understand. Who is the girl with quiet eyes And a heart that feels too much? Who is she ...Read more

A tender poem about the transforming power of true love—how it softens words, brings safety in storms, and makes the heart surrender to its quiet stre...Read more

Whenever I step out and lift high When I socialize ,when life feels right I write,I laugh, I feel so free The emptiness comes,surrounding me My body a...Read more

Sixteen candles, but her flame burn tall, Green Tea Frog, the poet who inspire us all. From German streets where the rivers still sing, she bring her ...Read more

Art - the powerful orgasm During creation - all consuming The build - the anticipation Snap! - it's complete Spilled on the page - a masochist on disp...Read more

The poet will be silenced Drowning in his words Till he can never find them Bleeding on paper, trowning in tears The actor has to go to war No lies n...Read more

I see purple in small things lavender on a stranger’s dress, the twilight smeared across the horizon, the ink bleeding through a page. Each time, it’s...Read more