Found and Lost – A Poem

And then I met him. One of a kind. A charming being  With a melancholic soul. Lost in museums Enjoying the paintings.  Walking in parks Surrounded by trees. He'd observe the world In a poetic way. Most of the time Occupied with his thoughts And dreams. His passion Reflected in his words.  He didn't know... Continue Reading →

How I Became a Poet

I read short lines That I added extra lines to.  I read some other lines That I changed the words of. I carried my pencil And wrote down these replies These changes To the short lines that I read. I saw, I felt, I observed, I cried, I laughed, and I wrote. I carried my... Continue Reading →

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