Poems from buffnstuff7
words are fickle
they hurt, uplift,
change lives and perspectives
but when you need
them, really need them
they are gone
as consistent as...
There is a certain
Kind of feeling which cannot be
Explained—
Like the feeling when it rains, or
When someone you love
Dies—one which goes...
Who is it, you ask?
It's almost funny
How oblivious you are.
You ask a series of questions
To gauge how much
He likes me,
All the while...
I just like writing poetry.
Sometimes the poems suck.
Okay, usually the poems suck.
But I just like the idea of writing my ideas
In a not-...
Beautiful.
Talented.
Worthy.
Words.
Words given to me since birth
Words given to describe me
Compliments given to distract me
From the...