Biography of Mye Lockette
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet,
And if you like sugar,
It's me who you should meet!
... Yeah, I don't really write like that. At least, I hope I don't...
Welcome to my page. I'm Mye Lockette, your typical college student. Shakespeare, Poe, Keller-what made them wonderful, memorable poets? I believe it was the genuine, fresh expression and feeling in their writing that attracted the attention of men and women world-wide. Each poet is different in their own unique way, and each poem varies in content and language; so what makes a poet, a poet?
That, I believe, is the emotion-completely and utterly unyielded-expressed in choice words.
I am just a college student, and I don't really expect to accomplish anything through my poetry. This is more or less of an expression of the feelings I'd rather not keep bottled inside.
Does that make me a good poet? I doubt it, but who knows.
So sit back, enjoy the ride, and maybe dropp a comment or two by. I don't bite, I promise.
~ Mye Lockette
Mye Lockette's Works:
Mye Lockette Poems
She hated rain. All it did was bring her sadness and pain. Millions of drops, a cold breeze to top; Drenched her to the core, soaked her until she thought it would not stop.
To keep you, to hold you, to stay by your side; I promise. To love you, to cherish you, to comfort your sadness; I promise.
To keep you, to hold you, to stay by your side;
To love you, to cherish you, to comfort your sadness;
Vows can be spoken, words can be voiced,
But that is all they are: words.
Do you truly promise?
Heartbreaks plague our world; so-called “love” is trampled—