Poems from allen.tyrone
Beauty, have we forgot its true meaning. Truth. Has become so evil, a lie is more comfortable and yet we can already see through.
Babies,...
I write poetry. Because words on paper share your pain as many times as you read it. I write. Because my dad, died and there were no one to...
They said it would hurt. But as a man, I rejected any advice for stubbornness was my most deserved pain. But the other was hers to take and...
I stood there one night and grace my eyes upon the sky. And said "please Angels send me a message, i need to speak with God." I' am sad...
My tongue will not spill No. I want to give her the world. No! she deserve the world. From my rib that is why He created Girl. She is so...