Poems from Poetic X
18 year old living in Martinsburg, West Virginia. loves to write poetry, I'm not looking for fame but I want to be noticed for my talents, it takes time and hard work in correct balance. on my journey I'll suffer many fails and successes, be prepared to experience a gift these poems come from my dark recesses.
Just as it keeps a tree firmly ground
So too, does the man have a base to grow
The privilege of having a mound
A family history and...
Final chances final glories, these are the things that make great stories.
The heartbeat's rhythm yields to the victims last breath, play...
Hearing loud voices, and seeing only red. he runs like a mad man, To the old market ahead.
With a deathly smirk, At the destruction he's...
She looked up and said "tell me this while we lay here in the room, what is it that made me so fond of you?"
thats a question I can't even...
this has eluded me for the past year why can't I write? I'm trying to express a poem of thoughts on how I view life.
But it's hard to think...