Biography of Francisco Escandon
I am a poet. I hope to one day bring poetry back to the status where it used to be. I love newyork.: D I also love canada: D and, i have a story. My life is basically an unfinished story. So i'm going to do my best to make into a legacy.!
Francisco Escandon's Works:
'Mountain climb: poetry book' sold in to my friends.: D
Francisco Escandon Poems
Love thyself as if no one could. As if no one understand the unconditional love For yourself and how you go about loving others. As much love as you show your father and mother.
What is our biggest fear? What scares us the most? Is our biggest fear, not being able to make a life for ourselves? Not being able to know the feeling of love?
silent mind, silent mind collect my thoughts in a quiet time.
Tell Me (Wat Would U Do)
tell me (wat would u do) if you worked hard an saw no results blaming yourself for mistakes an situations that aren't your fault
We all have dreams. But what are dreams? How far will we go to chase a dream that may never be accomplished? A dream that is worth chasing
My life feels like a show I feel like I'm so high Though some days I'm as low as zero, At my all-time low.
Where life will take you, no telling where. What life will bring you, no telling what. Who life will bring you, no telling who. When life will get easier, no telling when.
Am I Wrong?
maybe i took risks.... i took shots that are historical an some are missed. maybe people might sit around an ask if i have given up completely. All the blood an tears have not to defeat me.
Until Their Is No More Forever
I miss it. I miss the way you looked at me. How your smile lights up the room. How your ellegnace makes me feel.
Where life will take you, no telling where.
What life will bring you, no telling what.
Who life will bring you, no telling who.
When life will get easier, no telling when.
What surprises will life bring you, no telling what surprises.
Who will break your heart, no telling who.
Who will be the one for no telling who the person is.
Why life is the way it is no telling why.
The small things in life…