Authentic_poesy

I walk towards her,and I don't know what urges me to do so.But I just felt like I wanted,more like needed to be near her.My heart pounding,in a speed of a rollercoaster.When finally, our eyes find their way to each other.Oh her eyes bring me,to diverse imagination.I just couldn't get enough.I love hearing the waymy name sounded on her toungue. How she pronounce it with that tone she uses,makes me feel giddy on the inside.Geez.What is she doing to me?_._.._._.._._A short story, written in the form of a free-verse poetry._._.._._.._._》-ardent-declarations-of-♡- >>© All Rights Reserved 2018Authentic_poesy…

Authentic_poesy

So many wandering souls, desperate of finding a place,to call their own. A home that will give them sense,that they belong. To feel once and for all, the joy, of being whole.Even after being pricked, by those thorns. To live life as if there is nothing to mope, because there always is, a dawn--of hope.*****Won the BEST POETRY under People's Choice Rose Awards 2016*previously called 'Always Be Positive'**started early on june 2016*highest rank in poetry: #27 [07/02/16]Cover by @WriterofTheStars~❤❤~Authentic_poesy~❤❤~© All Rights Reserved 2016…