Category: Poets Corner

I’m sweet like fruit- but I fear for ever becoming stale- because then, I’ll get thrown away in trash cans.

Growing up, the fundamentals of life always left me somewhat skeptical; Like how certain things are complete opposite in every

I am in distress, more than perplexed. There is no hope for me I’ve tried everything that seems to be

It’s never too late to say I love you “Maybe I was wrong, I was hurting you” It’s never too

I would rather be popular in heaven than famous in hell Where are we right now though? Observe your environment

I love everything about you I am in love with you The way your eyes sparkle when you look at

Often we question our purpose Because what’s a life without it? But purpose is not found on purpose Like most

You are like the sun to my moon The light to my dark Though we both shine We both have

This old woman lived a full life Her words flowed freely as it came to mind She stood firm, unmovable

I continue to hope and dream, I continue to wish and believe, Even though I’m constantly surrounded by darkness, I