poetry

Down on Memory Lane
I’m sitting by my window pane.Sitting, listening to the rain, It’s taking me down memory laneTo beaches beautiful and fun,To family outings in the sun,Down memory lane,There is no pain.Just…

Maybe You Do
We used to look for that perfect pizza sliceWe used to trade jokes about our future livesWe used to be close, they say that feeling ends,We used to talk for…
INTROVERT
Third rate hopes, secondhand dreams,Living life in a fishbowl,Looking out through the curtained windows,My imagination swallows me whole. Flashes of colour drift past my eyes,Blurs of perfection racing outside,‘Let me…



