More Poetry 

Cold, Dark, Empty, air The sunlight disappears My day comes to an end But the thoughts linger on   The things that we do They leave a bitter taste I will always wonder If we’re meant for the stars   […]

A Bit of Poetry For the Soul

Can we not think about Tragedies of the past Indeed we must think Of what makes our hearts beat   The pounding in the chest A clock of our own A constant ticking in our midst Reminding us to live […]