Poems from ar01
The world is built with metal upon brick upon wood. It is the men who has built this. From the dawn of time, it is the men who have forged...
I fell but I am not shattered,
I am whole but there’s a crack in me slowly growing wider.
My love, I wait for you
But how much pain...
How can I long for something I’ve never had?
Crave your touch, but never have felt it?
Such feelings I’ve never felt, yet feeling them...
I try not to care
I am trying to move on the way you moved on faster than I knew we were over
Constantly bringing it up finding new things...
The cool breeze softly blows through the hot air, shaking the leaves of the coconut trees that stand tall amongst her.
She runs through...