Poems from Chris Irwin
Writer's block is a painful endeavor.
So bad it makes me question my creativity and if a spark of it existed ever.
If only there was a...
Is it better to know or be known?
If it is knowledge that is power, which realm does one call home?
It is fair to say,
even though very...
Why strive to be something that is unimportant?
Something that can only have potential for misfortune.
Still, people count their flaws and...
Will that new car make you happy?
Can the latest and greatest phone
make you feel less alone?
Materialistic things we want give us a smile...
I possess a queen-size bed but not a queen.
Could it be an extensive wait for someone meant to be
or the universe telling me that I am not...