Stephen : Writing

Despicable Deeds

Despicable Deeds

A Poem by Stephen


These despicable deeds Hunts me for eternity, Even after losing my dignity, I still follow my leads! It’s an awfully long time ..
An artist's nightmare

An artist's nightmare

A Poem by Stephen


I know the art of poetry Yet I struggle to embark on my deepest secrets I know the art of love Yet I struggle to search for a true love I..
“Fly free, little butterfly”

“Fly free, little butterfly”

A Poem by Stephen


The blossom of spring Where she happily flew Down, up, left and right into the brink Of the half-opened window - oh has she got no clue ..
Implusive

Implusive

A Poem by Stephen


When we do went in the woods, Like teenagers running off into the sunset, Holding each other’s hands, Not caring about any threats...