Whenever I'm lonely, whenever I start to miss you, I hold in my hand, that little bit of you, I hold it and read it and you're there, saying those words, snuggling, your words enveloping me like a blanket, a warm, comfy blanket of love. And I'm there. Wit...
This poem will be short, As I am with inspiration, Sat here on a bus, I wonder... Why did I say ON a bus and not IN, After all, I'm technically indoors. Ambulating, or more accurately, sitting. I watch the world go by, Listen to music, Lust after the cut...
My laptop screen is too bright, but I can’t be bothered turning it down. I’ll just live with it. I decided to get some food to quell my hunger but all that did was make me even more hungry and thirsty. I have a notification on Facebook, which has turned o...
I hate those times when you want to write something, but either have no drive, or no ideas. You open a word document and just type for the sake of typing. Or if you’re a fan of pen and paper, you do it that way. You have no idea if you’re gonna come up wi...
Kitty and kitten share a hug,They kiss each other and be all snug.Thousands of miles and a computer screen,Don’t stop them from making each other scream.Screaming in laughter and joy, they share themselves,They let their minds take little delvesInto each...
The winter grains.They bring such a different texture:not harsh, though not too smooth,still warm, though a little chilly.They warm to my mouth,clinging and burning,gently. And the smell!Burning my nostrils,bringing tears to my eyes!My eyes, they close. s...
