Poems from Daz-e
Eighteen. I want to do something with music. I <3 my family and friends.
Let it be God's will, and not mine.
I stare at the sky in a gaze,
Amazed,
As if a cop just hit me with a taze
I go by the name Daze;
I remember when they used to confuse me...
A poet got to have a sweet time creating her poetry;
A poem do not got to rhyme
If life rhymed, there would be a balance- no hard time
No...