Poems from shaneheiser
It swims within variety,
As if it were an ocean,
From sorrow to prosperity,
The image and emotion,
When the words make me cry,
I know I...
It swims within variety,
As if it were an ocean,
From sorrow to prosperity,
The image and emotion,
When the words make me cry,
I know I...
When he was a child,
He dreamt of growing older,
His mother never smiled,
And his father was a smoker,
He rushed it by…
Then he was in...
No hopefulness within,
The silver and the skin,
It kisses like fire,
My veins become drier,
Relief, kiss my forehead,
A break from the...