Poems from alwiseley
A mind is a powerful thing.
It can bring joy
or hate.
It can build
or destroy.
The problem with over thinking is
you never get anywhere.
Stress consumes us
like an eternal flame
refusing to blow out
regardless of the strong winds.
For some, hapiness prove to be no match
to...
Distance makes the heart grow fonder,
is what I've always been told.
But that doesn't help the lonely nights,
the needed hugs,
the...
tragedy strikes again
takes innocent lives
breaks families
brings tears
the good die young they say
I know this is true
too many good died...
Dreams
Come in all shapes and sizes.
Mine is to change a life,
Even just one would be a great prize.
Ending someone’s strife,
Giving them...