More flower haiku.

Every word she spoke was a lie.

A poem regarding the shackles of the mind in the form of factual vs ideals.

I need to start writing again, I need it to help me get round the poison that entangles my thoughts.

A poem I have created based upon Carol Ann Duffy’s conceit poem "Valentine"

I was disarmed.

You are so full of hate.

Poem about what stress can do when used negatively.

Love can change what you want,war can change who you are…

Anger doesn’t help a situation at all.