2 poems

 

Shallow Emptiness
Entrapped Alone
Snarling Wickedness
Casting a Stone
Portraying Glad Tidings
Encountering the Unknown
Masking Deliverance
Reaping What I have Sewn

  
 

Loves fury is burning a finite yearning of expected remorse

 

One that leaves me longing for your evervesent touch, of course

 

I am waiting- wishing the past was not present an issue if force

 

Grasping for answers he only knows the source
 

Reviews

[Julia]

This was a strange paring but I was being creative about it. The thing that bothers me most about all of my poems being out here is that I can't get into the email to claim them! THESE ARE ALL MINE! I wish writerscafe.org would return my requests for contact. :( Thanks, Julia (ME, the author of these poems)