Life in poetry
Poems
You can’t hide your emotions in poetry. It is the rawest form of your inner self — free-flowing, often abstract. Read closely, or listen, and you may find fragments of me.
Guess my name?
Who am I?
Antithesis
They are the sophisticated, they are the niceI am the misfit, I am the viceThey make rules, they keep orderI break rules, I thrive in disorderThey…