Poem.

Poem.

Here’s a random poem I made about money falling outa the sky…and what would happen to all the poor noobs out there…altho if this was real, we’d probably die if you get hit. This is my first poem, so it might be crap, comments would be nice though!

A poem about being in temptation.

Stranded in a desert
dying with thirst
the man sees afar
waves of water.

An poem that describes the sightings of a hungry man.

The visions of a hungry man.

Dreams are seldom bad; sometimes good; always mirage

Just what he was like in my thoughts way before I met him.

The power of the desert in a triple haiku.