Poems from Danyka
Nine lives like a cat I have,
I pounce back from the improbable.
I am the black cat, which no one wants to cross their path.
Silent, and...
Black and night
White as light
No where in sight
His soul
Seems dark as coal
For it was stole
When he was a fole
For they know not
What he...
Her way of beating one down
With her Artic words.
Cutting like a knife
She slices and dices
Till she feels above
But still seen as a
White...
What am I?
Am I a bird,
Soaring above the clouds?
Am I a snake,
Slithering among the weeds?
Am I a Slave,
One to do anything
The master...
One Job
One Day
One Life
One Chance
To make a difference
The Job?
NCIS I Choose
Why?
To Help People
One...