Poem Stuff

Shoe

Uphill lives a man named Mondoo,I’ve known him since we were two.Though we no longer speakBecause...

Murdered Murdering

Quite ironic,To be murdered murdering.Not that iconic,To be killed killing. Who is right and wro...

Blue Heart

Oh, how my blue heart aches,After years of nothing but breaksFrom people I knewWho promised they’...

Love of Storms

lovely are the stormsIn their magnificence and maleficenceThe droning rain and the rolling thunde...