Angel A. Lockwood

Rookie - 261 Points (07//64 / Nyc)

Angel A. Lockwood Poems

161. Sufferings 2/24/2013
162. Agony 2/26/2013
163. Touch 2/28/2013
164. So Sweet 2/28/2013
165. Intimate & Personal 2/5/2013
166. Cougar Town 2/6/2013
167. Diadem 3/5/2013
168. Sweet Dreams 3/6/2013
169. Viewers Discretion 3/10/2013
170. Jewled Sandals 3/11/2013
171. Exclusive 3/11/2013
172. A Fresh Tune 3/11/2013
173. Wilderness Of Words 3/13/2013
174. Cotton Candy 3/16/2013
175. Brand Me 3/17/2013
176. Continously Open 3/19/2013
177. The Lonely One 3/22/2013
178. The Girl 3/25/2013
179. Reality Star 3/26/2013
180. More 3/26/2013
181. Shining Star 3/26/2013
182. Thank You 3/28/2013
183. Monument 3/29/2013
184. Brief Vist 3/30/2013
185. Full & Well Notice 3/31/2013
186. Only You 4/2/2013
187. Your Work Us Not Forgeten 4/6/2013
188. In Times Of Lonliness 4/8/2013
189. Crazy Week 4/13/2013
190. Daily Journey 4/28/2013
191. The Other Day 5/18/2013
192. Nothing To Say 5/31/2013
193. Evil Tiding 6/13/2013
194. Understand? 6/17/2013
195. Just Aiñt 6/18/2013
196. Untorned 3/4/2013
197. Game Over 6/25/2013
198. My Sister And Friend 7/21/2013
199. Steps Of The Righteous 7/20/2013
200. Life Like A Buttterfly 7/22/2013
Best Poem of Angel A. Lockwood

My Hobby

I awoke early one morning, and to get a head start
I went directly to the neighborhood Hobby Mart,
I really enjoy going there, for I get to explore alot as,
I put some really interesting items in my little red cart
I have now chosed so many items,
I am usure where I am to start
Now one of my biggest decision, is to hobby or not
My hobby is an activity,
which is suppose to be,
simply recreational for me, while I unfold and just be free
Yet, when strolling in the mart, pushing that cute little cart
If that simple thought isnt clearly remembered
What...

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Can You Imagine?

What if kisses, were a form of healing?
Who would the Drs. be?
How would it effect health care?
Or what would be just as a fee?
What if showers washed away fear, and all it's residue vanished into the farest of seas?
What if people never needed to ask, how
you were doing?
Because each ones heart could actually hear.
What if air was an elixir?

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