Poems from kikirothrock
You used to be my idol
But all that matters to you is title
And I was just the troubled child
Who was too hopeless and wild
I was never...
When you look into my eyes, I want you to see the fresh leaves and grass that arrive when spring comes, that you ran around and danced in...
The sound of the rain as it patters on the rooftops and I gently look to the grey sky pouring in the leaves so green, we had ran around...
They say people take kindness for weakness
Or generosity for meekness
When really it is true buddha mind
Though you have little, be...
In this life I’m not the same
As all those who seem to blame
Everyone but themselves
I find I have to delve
Through my soul to find the...