Many soldiers do not return home and many do. Many of the
ones that do, do not come home the same way they left. This poem is about a physical change….

It’s a little corny and I did it awhile back but would like some feedback.

Just writing what comes to mind.

The tallest ride in the world!

Why can’t we just remain frozen in time, just like this, just like now?

This is a short narrative on a dream I had.

Another short narrative on two people in love.

This is dedicated to an old friend I lost.

By : Robert Valiente aka. Valboys13

A terrorist attack succeed in killing the U.S. President and Vice President causing major turmoil in the USA that could rip the country apart forever.

Another of my older poems.