Sleep is lost to me. She has nothing on me. Give me another chance to dream. Please just let me be. I am lost to sleep.

“A long corridor, Filled with doors aplenty, Each door hides a different room to enter, And a new world to explore, You shan’t return from a room, But further explore till the end of the great hallway is reached, But till then the search for…

Goodnight (FINALE-Actostic Poem) By: LuvMiFreelt   G ave it my all although I started off   O verwhelmed, anxiety high  O ptimistically I pushed forward, not allowing myself to   D oubt my own potential. N ow I’ve made it to the end and I’m thankful for…

i’m trying to write so many cats on my lap harder than you think

Finished! Look! I did a thing. An entire day of poems. Now I get to sleep.

Dear memories, I wish I were a child who blows balloons and who has no worry!

Hour – 16 Running behind the confusing feelings, Again behind the same tortures, How will the feeling disappear, well, How can I confess my sorrow to my stubborn mind, How do I persuade a stubborn mind, No love, where there is only sorrow You will…

Haiku, mark my place– Thumbtack on the empty board; Anchor words to page.

I walked through the green doors and was immediately embraced An old friend had spotted me through the window and raced to the spot to be the first to greet me My heart swelled having not see him in years So many things had happened…

We often dreamt of astral travels Walked through corridors of dreams Danced a slow waltz in Austria And the last tango in Paris Graced a castle in Peru Strolled at midnight through the Louvre Wore the Crown Jewels to breakfast Broke bread with Elvish Kings…