MY POETRY
poetry is like a fire that goes out of control the words flow like a flame your on a roll cant put out the flame Its its own energy its own game |
its love its hate fear and pain sunshine clouds sorms and rain so let it take you away everyones a poet on any given day |
This is a colection of my poetry im not a published poet or anything but i think some of tthe poem are pretty good |
I hate poverty |
wrong way |
my neborhood |
how |