Poems from EbedesDo
We're always looking up to someone better someone more. Wanting to be faster, more attractive, famous, smarter, more talented, taller....
Quiet little sleeping town
black as the Caspian Sea
Pretty little sleeping town tells a story to me
Pretty little town alive as...
You think you've got the best of me
When really nothings left of me
So will you settle with the rest of me
Even though even it's small
...
The midnight jazz at 12 O'clock will take your bags and rock your socks. With the billowing trees and ivory leaves that seem to say come...
I look into the diminutive strangers eyes. They looked as if they were supposed to belong the light blue realm of heavenly shades. But...