Hearth (Remove filter)
A Reflection Within A Reflection
I Remember Never Wanting It To
End, Like Always,
Fear Of The Over.
Is It Nearly Almost Over?
It’s Like,
Every Time I Smile
I’m A Liar To Myself.
Like You’re Looking At Me……
Happy Or Guilty?
We Look….
Sunday 26th May 2019 3:38 am
Recent Comments
Marla Joy on The Poets are Lying.
7 hours ago
Marla Joy on Coincidence?
7 hours ago
Marla Joy on Your budding awareness
7 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Christmas Rocks 🎅 🎄☃️
9 hours ago
Hugh on Do not stand at my grave and wee
11 hours ago
Auracle on Thank you for all your poetry throughout 2024! Take a look at our Insta advent calendar - you're very welcome to join in!
17 hours ago
Auracle on If.........
18 hours ago
Larisa Rzhepishevska on I Pray For All My Friends Around The World
19 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Thank you for all your poetry throughout 2024! Take a look at our Insta advent calendar - you're very welcome to join in!
20 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Pursue Transparency
20 hours ago