The Poetry Farm

"I lived, but once upon a time. I experienced seasons and climes..." These are the words of AngiePoet. Relax and enjoy the passion and style she injects into her pieces of work. Like, share, comment or criticise.

You looked pale, when you came here first. Your face was blank as sheet. Your voice showed off thirst. And you couldn't stand on your feet. He didn't do you well. He couldn't see your tears He loved himself more. He didn't see you dying. And when you left, He had a soiree. A deft a what he was. He felt free. You wake up now to my face, Against the shame, against the pain. And all I do is love you, until the day's done. And all you'll do is be happy. And forget about where you came from. Where you came from feels free from you.