By: T.T. Arwin
Truth has a funny way of never being accepted.
Much easier to believe in lies, like you and me are alright.
You are so focused on you, 143 more words
I love Winter best of all seasons.
But I can’t appreciate the comfort of fluffy blankets
wed tightly to my chest far enough… 253 more words
I wasn’t always a person of words,
of verses that transverse
the weekly bore of hi and bye.
Sometimes it felt so good to blend, 60 more words
4 months, 1 week
Flipping through radio channels
What connect’s not the body poppin tunes
But the heart robbing headlines, mouth’s tart
Of yet another terrorist group playing human monopoly. 359 more words
5 months, 2 weeks
When your body aches and suffers from the toil, wear and strain
The demands that worldly living place on heart and soul and brain
When it’s hard to just keep going against the wind and rain… 266 more words
Some folks believe in anything, some believe in everything
Rocks and trees have spirits and their gods are mortal men
The stars control our destiny; death will get the rest of me… 484 more words
Something about summer
Whispers anxious promises of change.
Melting soft hearts of butter,
But something is a bit strange
When I’m with you, do you know… 276 more words