I was suggested by a friend to store my poems somewhere else like in a blog because supposedly Mylot at times erase poems from this category. So where do you store yours?

Life is like a rainbow. I step outside, and what do I see? I see a sky full of blue, and puffy white clouds that are oh so high. I stand on grass that prickle, and blow in the wind from west to...

I must go on, For time never ends. I must go on, For what will wait for me? I must go on, Because life is now. I must go on, Or time will leave me behind. I must go on, Or what would I...

The anatomy of life so broad so strong is not what we think is not what we want It shoves us into a closet a closed space so dark and frill what do we do we can't do anything but...

Love is like the wing of a bird That is smooth in every way and has the scent of the beauty of early May where at the park all that is seen must be heard that is swiftly flowing into one's...