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Desolation is a collection of seventeen of my poems written over a period of past few years. I wrote many more too but these were the ones which stood out. I hope you like reading them. Do give feedback.
Either my store my emotional poems about what life is supposed to be lower than what life should be like. There's everything from the door keys to the happy Times the white love and friendship should be
This book is just some poetry (of different genres) I wrote. Please give me your opinions on my work! I'm always open to hearing everyone's opinion. I always want to improve as an author.
A Collection Of Thought Provoking Questions
Poetry and random small writings. Enjoy them. Sometimes I have feelings that I cannot manifests through action but through words and I would love to share that with you all.
The book evolves around the Covid-19 pemedic crisis. The book shows the emotion of a person who is quarantined and isolated during epemedic. This is a poetry consists of certain poems that are luckily to move you to the edge of your seat. Grab a coffee or something to eat because this is a journey, you would like to tag Along to. On the thought of emotions I was talking about love.
Poetry, with a Sci-Fi flare! I write poetry in a primal-rage. For me a poem is about unlocking my inner core, in the moment of what the Old Celts deemed ríastrad – the warp-spasm. For me, this is when I'm at my rawest, and therefore truest self. What you shall read on these pages is meant to be rough, frayed a bit at the edges. Please enjoy. Rodney C. Johnson April 17, 2011
Don't be exhausted like me ladies. Know your worth so when the devil is knocking on your door, you'll be strong enough to knock his ass out.
Ne zadovoluvajki se samo so gletkata otvoriv vrata,koja mi bese zabraneta,mesto mnogu poinakvo od prethodnoto,ispolneto so temnina,zloba,ogromen kazan kade sto se presuduva za sekoj grev.Pa jas sum vo pekolot,netrpelivo ocekuvajki go temniot gospodar.Frliv eden pogled zad mene i vidov licnost oblecena vo crna nametka so dolga crna kosa i prodoren pogled.Toa sum Jas,Prokletstvo,navistina sum Jas,i toj Jas,me povikuvase da dojdam vo negovoto carstvo.Neodoliva privlecnost me obzede.
Ne sum tolku dobar da odam vo rajot,no ni tolku zol za vo pekolot.mojata dusa e na raspatje.Ne mozam da go izberam vistinskiot pat.
Taka voznemiren se vrakam na zemjata,gradot na padnatite angeli stoi otvoren za moeto prisustvo.i eveme talkajki po svetot se obiduvam da ja soedinam dusata i da go odberam vistinskiot pat .Dojdov do apsurdno soznanie deka zaludno tragam koga mojata dusa e veke raspnata megu rajot i pekolot,a jas sum osamen bez svojata dusa.
No nadvladuva mojot razum,koj se potesko opstojuva vo ovoj proklet svet,ispolnet so omraza,i premnogu bolka,veke pogoduvate vistinski pekol,duri i poloso,zatoa sto vo pekolot barem ke dobijam kazna za site moi grevovi i mojata dusa ke se smiri.
Desolation is a collection of seventeen of my poems written over a period of past few years. I wrote many more too but these were the ones which stood out. I hope you like reading them. Do give feedback.
Either my store my emotional poems about what life is supposed to be lower than what life should be like. There's everything from the door keys to the happy Times the white love and friendship should be
This book is just some poetry (of different genres) I wrote. Please give me your opinions on my work! I'm always open to hearing everyone's opinion. I always want to improve as an author.
A Collection Of Thought Provoking Questions
Poetry and random small writings. Enjoy them. Sometimes I have feelings that I cannot manifests through action but through words and I would love to share that with you all.
The book evolves around the Covid-19 pemedic crisis. The book shows the emotion of a person who is quarantined and isolated during epemedic. This is a poetry consists of certain poems that are luckily to move you to the edge of your seat. Grab a coffee or something to eat because this is a journey, you would like to tag Along to. On the thought of emotions I was talking about love.
Poetry, with a Sci-Fi flare! I write poetry in a primal-rage. For me a poem is about unlocking my inner core, in the moment of what the Old Celts deemed ríastrad – the warp-spasm. For me, this is when I'm at my rawest, and therefore truest self. What you shall read on these pages is meant to be rough, frayed a bit at the edges. Please enjoy. Rodney C. Johnson April 17, 2011
Don't be exhausted like me ladies. Know your worth so when the devil is knocking on your door, you'll be strong enough to knock his ass out.
Ne zadovoluvajki se samo so gletkata otvoriv vrata,koja mi bese zabraneta,mesto mnogu poinakvo od prethodnoto,ispolneto so temnina,zloba,ogromen kazan kade sto se presuduva za sekoj grev.Pa jas sum vo pekolot,netrpelivo ocekuvajki go temniot gospodar.Frliv eden pogled zad mene i vidov licnost oblecena vo crna nametka so dolga crna kosa i prodoren pogled.Toa sum Jas,Prokletstvo,navistina sum Jas,i toj Jas,me povikuvase da dojdam vo negovoto carstvo.Neodoliva privlecnost me obzede.
Ne sum tolku dobar da odam vo rajot,no ni tolku zol za vo pekolot.mojata dusa e na raspatje.Ne mozam da go izberam vistinskiot pat.
Taka voznemiren se vrakam na zemjata,gradot na padnatite angeli stoi otvoren za moeto prisustvo.i eveme talkajki po svetot se obiduvam da ja soedinam dusata i da go odberam vistinskiot pat .Dojdov do apsurdno soznanie deka zaludno tragam koga mojata dusa e veke raspnata megu rajot i pekolot,a jas sum osamen bez svojata dusa.
No nadvladuva mojot razum,koj se potesko opstojuva vo ovoj proklet svet,ispolnet so omraza,i premnogu bolka,veke pogoduvate vistinski pekol,duri i poloso,zatoa sto vo pekolot barem ke dobijam kazna za site moi grevovi i mojata dusa ke se smiri.