Roses are Red
Roses are red violets are blue, most poems rhyme.. this one doesn’t.
Roses are red violets are blue, most poems rhyme.. this one doesn’t.
I could get used to appetizers like this, One taste of your lovely lips in a kiss: Fun in the kitchen cooking together As I take trips in my mind… Read more »
So pure, pleasant, and kind, To self as well as others, In so many words… divine; Virtue is this and more; That is what I see in you… Virtue, More… Read more »
How would I make it through Will this ever go away And I know that it exists, it’s true When it arrives for all time I cry When that moment… Read more »
If I’d known from the beginning That I was built for winning Life would have been so different. Like a dog with his toy Pulling and tugging until destroyed Fruitless… Read more »
A little scragly when he was born, But I reckon he will be just fine. All legs and no balance, It’ll all work out in time. Big brown eyes that… Read more »
I finally woke up and found That our temporal states ran aground They intermingle but not engage They intersect but do not propagate. We rely on each others Mental nourishment… Read more »
How many tears Will my eyes hold And will I drown When they overflow When that moment comes And you will know, The pain held back Is now your stone.
As nature compels us To be inside Away from cold winds That burn our eyes We huddle together And share our warmth Bundled against the weather To pray of the… Read more »
Nature a great teacher A real knowledge preacher Through it various features It teaches us valuable values With ease and pleasure. Be selfless us taught to as by sun Who… Read more »