Poems from kben1006
When we are young, our minds would makeup mosnters in the dark,
For her she would stare at the ceiling, letting her imagination take over,...
One day, she will be loved,
their love like that of Clair De Lune,
soft and gentle, slowly growing,
growing to be just as beautiful.
To be...
How could they not love something so cold, but gentle, something that brings solace to even the darkest of minds.
The sound of laughter and...
Feelings only growing strong,
Only to be put down by the world,
Unloving as it can be, he still hopes.
Reality leaves his mind,
Leaving him...
If today is my last day,
do not let them morn me,
let them smile to my memory.
For you my friend,
you may have been seen as ugly, but to me...