A poem written upon reflection of the many random items found in the trunk of my car, and what, taken all together, they could possibly reflect about my character.

Poetry about when you think something is great and everyone wants to find some flaw.

The ghost of a Medieval man appeared before me, and I asked him these questions. The poem gives a cameo of his life.

A poem that illustrates how a pretty word like gay is now unusable in its proper sense.

Interesting original poetry.

Poetry.

I wrote this for all those who have ever felt like someone was holding them back from being who they really wanted to be.

This is a short poem that I wrote about my thoughts about wondering what it’s like to be someone or something else, and live their life.

Well, this is a poem of mine that I’ve made quite a long while ago. Yes, I was quite heart broken, but no, I’m not Emo, Lol. Seriously. Honestly, if I could remember right, this took me about 6-8 hours of pure thinking and "emotional-feelings-disassemble" to think about. So just sit back, relax, read slowly, and please–try not to cry…

(I’ve had a few friends who read this and did.)

A poem about a pig named Mr. Mig.