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Birthday cake
I made a birthday cake for you; I wish you could taste it too. It’s sugary, spongy sweetness is nothing compared To buttery, birthday wishes And in-person hugs and cookie dough kisses, But it will have to do. Made the batter out of flour, didn’t have baking powder, nor vanilla flowers, But this stark and…
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10 DAYS!!!
In only 10 days I will be releasing my first poetry collection The Mess in My Mind. Stayed tuned for 5 new poems and photos starting today and all the way up to September 30! Also, come see me present one of my poems at the Book Cellar’s poetry slam on September 29!!!!! Get constant updates and…
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Today Is One Of Those Days…
Today is one of those days the sleepy sun sparkles and drips like dreamy dew through palmetto palm fronds, and swirls softly on glittering pools of water as the songbirds sing sweetly in swaying shrubs of sangria, soaked bougainvillea. Those are the days I sit with my tea and watch the embers in the scorched…
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Book title release update!
Hey guys! I am sooo excited to announce that my books will be titled The Mess In My Mind. It’s getting close to publishing hour, so I’ll let you all know when the 10 day countdown begins 😁
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Piece Of Paper
Temptations, temptations: the birthplace of expectation. I skip and skim through all known reasoning, yet can not appease my whims and heart’s seasoning. So many means require my mind’s lean and I offer to give it all away. I feel drowned by the hounds of greed and need that surround my crown, But I cannot…
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Eyes of society
Blue, blue skies Shine on hives of minds pacing along a busy street. A blessing in disguise, because all these eyes hide the same hardened feats. Yet, a boundary set is skin divides them. It’s a very sin if you think any other whim. But don’t be fooled, The man with the dark skin loves…
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Announcement!
Hey everyone! I’m pleased to announce I’ve created an Instagram @aw.poetry_ in order to spread the word about book #1! Check it out please! Also, new poem going up tomorrow 😁
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我在雨中寫了這個
Paisley pink blooms Twirl like flagrant fumes In a silky-winded noon; Singing sweetly like perfume, Smiling like the pale moon. Until autumn’s first call, When the blooms halt their fall As a leafy musk cloaks the auls. Only then, the flowers’ final flight stalls. As they kiss the clay earth with a final wrawl And…
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