wisutdowse : Writing

"RUDE"

"RUDE"

A Poem by wisutdowse


The tips of my finger feels heavyAs my body turns greyMy eyes blur my vision disorientedMy body begins to acheI yelp yet not help comesThis is the pri..
The Sorrow of Absence

The Sorrow of Absence

A Poem by wisutdowse


As I stare into the eternal abyssLife begins to take form of something oddly new and unknownA life once knownA life no longer knownShe is realShe is a..
writer

writer

A Poem by wisutdowse


just my mind.
Admiring stars

Admiring stars

A Poem by wisutdowse


The beauty of stars, or in this case "a star"
The "Man"

The "Man"

A Poem by wisutdowse


The first poem I wrote, hope to inspire many others !