teapot : Writing

who am i to you?

who am i to you?

A Poem by teapot


yes, that is the question;a filler, a second fiddle, a toy?i was always left in a limbo,do i really deserve the perpetuation of such behavior?enough o..
wake up

wake up

A Poem by teapot


warm hands; cold heart, lies, fibs and alibis. how much agony can one endure and swallow its pride? open your eyes, my heartless ..
the love i can never have

the love i can never have

A Poem by teapot


meeting you was unforeseen only that voice remembered, magnetic yet sensual; projecting calmness and serenity. charm unrecognize..