Poems from camilavp
there is no humanity
behind these random acts, that took away your sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, mother and fathers
took away your...
The boiling sun beaming off of the vibrant multicolored fruits, resting on the wooden boxes in the middle of a typical Sunday afternoon...
The actors arrive at the theater, early but not too early.
Naps are taken, conversations are had.
Reminiscing in last night’s performance...
why have I become so dependent on something so temporary?
why does my happiness bank on your warm touch
why can’t I smile unless you hold...
SIMPLE (CARPE DIEM)
It is simple
It is simple to engulf ourselves in anxiety over the work we must do
over the time we must spend...