words of the wind

PERFECT

I just want to be perfect, Have silky hair and skin. Possess an hourglass body, They say that to be happy You must be thin. Life becomes...

Am I really a poet? With the way I play with word, Pick them up just to leave them Never committing with the verse. Might I use words...

I yearn and wonder, allow my heart to ponder. A thought for my mind, just to guard inside. Cages and walls all is surrounded, the dark...

Me causa temor, abrirme como un libro. Estar expuesta y vulnerable, tan débil y lastimable. Dejarte pasear por mi páginas, las limpias y...

I'm not sorry For painting With a red so lively That it kills me. I'm not sorry For the silence That I give When I'm internally...

Es difícil verte, Y ver lo que ha muerto El amor, la esperanza, Los sueños. Te veo, pero no es a ti Veo algo que nunca fue, Algo que...

There are flowers in the attic, there are weeds in the backyard. We try to clean up missconceptions, but we don't know where to start. We...

Some people really make me think about things beyond fixing scars that run so deep, that there aren't enough sorry's to fix them. Bullet...

Sonoras son las gotas, que viajan hacia al suelo. El cielo solo es gris en el momento en que lo veo. El ataúd de la esperanza está...

Escribí este poema para mi clase de literatura hace más de un año, espero que lo disfruten. Mi lápida es de colores, con escencia de...

I'm young, still I wish I were wilder and freer.

Fan of coffee and tea, dogs and cats, chocolate cake and cheesecake.

Uncontrolable bookworm and aspiring writer.

I write my thruth, honesty is my policy, here I will share my own work (poems, short stories, anecdotes, etc.) and will share other people's work.

If that is not enough, take a trip around my blog.