Poems from icapote01

Who Are We?
Although you think we don't care, Just know that we are there, In the shadows, In the corners, We await our moment The moment when we can...
Poet (Poetry) Tree
Why is it called poetry, and not a poet tree? Is it not the same ink flowing through our veins? The same passion? So why must we pretend...
To the Ones I Can't Hate
What do my feelings mean to you? Do you really think that it doesn’t sting? When you send me pick-up lines, Just for my reaction   A...