Poems from namaste443
we tread lightly,because opinions are the new materials with which we construct our glass houses.
we speak with more vulgarity, for...
i'm growing tired of writing,but not for writings sakejust the printed wordsare making my wasting mistake
simple rhythms fall their...
I'm grateful for the stars above my headI'm grateful for the earth below my feetGrateful for the life which that I've led And the lands...
it's kinda like there's this air to the developing story,
an ambiance to an on going joke,
we all have a part to play to the punch line...
well i'm poetic by nature
a bard of sorts
words play at my heartstrings
produceing chords
i find serenity in solitude
solace in society...