I began writing poetry when I was 14.I have had numerous poems published in national anthologies publicised by Forward Press Ltd. I mostly write about everyday topics but sometimes my poems take on an air of fantasy.I had a book published by the same people but only my friends and family have a copy.
I wish to be a digital photographer.
It's the final day as we all take photographs and say goodbye; a thought goes through my mind.
I may never see any of you again. I don't want to let go of the many memories we have made.
Yet I know that will not happen as the memories we have created have been engraved on my heart and left a deep impression in my mind.
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The gushing of the clear blue water is refreshing as you cool your over-heated, over-worked body. Rebuilding a civilisation is taking longer than expected.
The breeze is reviving as it rustles the palm leaves. Two, three, four coconuts fall and smack the ground, cracking open the hard shell to reveal the soft flesh and thirst-quenching milk within.
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Icy snowflakes fall to the ground
Softly, silently not a sound.
Snowmen stand grand and tall
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My desperate love for you was so strong
But it is hopeless we have grown apart
I now know that the love we had was wrong
You are no longer deep inside my heart.
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I hear the drums in the deep
They are coming for you and they will not sleep
They will take it from you
For you possess what you cannot keep.
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