Honestly, Abe : Writing

Three Thirty Three Thirty Three Thirty

Three Thirty Three Thirty Three Thirty

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


Am I the only person who ISN'T lulled to sleep by rainfall?
Los Angeles

Los Angeles

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


"All your dreams could come true, or you could get killed at a stoplight, you never know."
Batter Up

Batter Up

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


Appreciate the colors that blanket this world, instead of fighting the artistry of it.
Idea

Idea

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


Some say the world will end in fire, some say ice...
Compensation

Compensation

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


Don't.
Summer Lament

Summer Lament

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


Autumn is the soul's repose.
Thunder

Thunder

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


It is more important to know whether there will be weather than what the weather will be.
This Is A Haiku

This Is A Haiku

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


Bahahaha fun stuff.
I, Too

I, Too

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


Inspired by my boy Langston Hughes.
Sepia

Sepia

A Poem by Honestly, Abe


Candlelight love.


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