He is the worst sort of Cad A rake that won't be reformed So set in his ways Yet you couldn't want him more. Just having fun with words.
Tag: poetry
A Hunger
A hunger, A craving, a need, really so strong I don't know how to satisfy it.
This Way
But all I really know / You’re where I wanna go / The part of me that’s you will never die
Poetry and Dreams
"My candle burns at both ends; / It will not last the night; / But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— / It gives a lovely light!" ("First Fig" by Edna St. Vincent Millay) I will not confirm nor deny that I spent the night watching My Oxford Year, reading poetry, and watching travel… Continue reading Poetry and Dreams
Wearing Your Mask
I see you wearing your mask. You want to hide from me, but I won’t let you. I keep trying my hardest to pull you out. But you stay behind your mask for now. In this place, there are many wearing their masks. Like a masquerade ball, dancing around each other, trying to guess who… Continue reading Wearing Your Mask
Lisa Gray 