I'm simply someone who loves to write stories and poetries
Rivers run blue Rivers rush through Rivers run hard and true And rivers run in us, me and you Rivers run in different rare colours
By CJ Enterprise5 years ago in Poets
Having many bones to pick with Can be a very distasteful tactic You either want it or not Very few excuses don’t wash
By dark there is always stars and most of all the moon It's colour is usually grey buts shines in silver so bright The wind changes often but so differently at the sign of noon
What is this A dark cloud of such abyss Work from home Where I found success alone I’m guilty Of creating such beauty
An amazing singer and a loving person But in general shear disappointment Because of what you did (back in sixteen) You took the high road and rid (this will sound mean)
