Poems from Gnoix1437
I am a blank black book. people come and go, leave a mark or continue on, and whenever they do, they either leave a story, or a piece of them for others to read.
Sometimes, I’ll look at the skyThinking about what’s really over there. And yet why i am always looking over thereCould it be that I...
I’M so sad, that when She said she had enough but yet she always
GOING BACK to it, saying
MAYBE IT’ll BE DIFFERENT, but sadly she doesn’t...
Oh beauty that lays in slumber,How do you fareSo calm and sereneYet so truthful and hideousLoved by none prayed by allYou are hated for...
Beauty is everywhere
And yet no beauty matches hers
But even when she's not near
Even distance is not an issue
I will still want her
...
I wrote you a poem, but you won't get to hear it
because I lost my voice crying while thinking of you.
I wrote you a poem, but you receive...