Poems from Bekak77
There are so many people around me
They chatter and laugh and they play.
And I sit in the middle, feeling such love
On anything but a...
Things keep moving forward.
I'm not ready, I'm not grown,
I still feel like a child.
But i have to move on, have to move up,
Or they will...
I write for expression.
I write to communicate.
I write to tell the world what I feel
without having to tell them at all.
I write to paint...
What of the shadow that moves through the trees?
The darkness you're not sure you've seen.
A movement, a whisper, an eerie stiff breeze
A...