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Put together from over the time I have been writing poems. These few poems are the ones I think I did my best on.:) Please comment below give me your feed back :)

A few poems, people might relate to in ways of family and friends. Loved ones and other future loving plans for yourselves. Please send me poems of your own to update this book for not only myself but for everyone else.

Is it a nightmare or death?

This poem I wrote about two years ago, for my English homework. It was supposed to be horror, but I couldn't just let my character die, so I mixed some romance in here as well. Here's what came out of it. Hope you enjoy.

Strange Are The Cadres Of Being Suddenly, a visage With a hushed leap Rushed past the mirror Black and yellow stripes Like waves strung together Suddenly, the dressing table trembled The clock’s golden reflection shuddered The body – wrapped in fever – thawed out In the microcosms of blood In the self and attributes Are uncanny secrets In the sieves of faiths and doubts Are a thousand cracks Strange are the cadres of being Just now, I was wide awake Groaning in deep pain Then, how did I drift

A book filled with free-verse poetry.