Poems from infinite
Teach Us, Teacher. 1 a yell away. 2 destraction across the class 3 the class clown has done it again. 4 endless dispute, get on...
My Little Sis
Silence at sunrise.
It's not unusual.
It's summer,
for late slumber.
Yet , a sound.
Woke mother and I.
Gargling sound.
So...
Habits Never Die
Promises.
Broken.
It's not a contract;
you can renew.
You say it once.
You break it twice.
Guilt has tainted you.
No...
You're full of optimism
Yet lack realism
You're jumping down the hall with silly smile on your face
You think you can do it all with out...
How else to express, but in writing.
You lock it up.
And It builds up,
anguish over worry,
agony upon pain,
tragedy above mistakes.
Then,...