Hold Me In Your Arms

Never mind! the twinkling star's above forget the tinsel! Hold me in your arm's with love

Reflection

Who is that girl, where does she go? Does anyone know her name? She’s wandering lost, painfully slow, Everyday just the same. Expressionless, without a smile Her eyes all filled with tears
Cherry

Tainted Face

A young girl finds herself a victim of abuse and is forced into a life of prostitution. (Since this story is based in India, the names and places might have weird pronunciations.)

Cruel Intentions

He came, like a touch upon the hand, With eyes a glorious green, So suddenly, it was hard to stand, Nothing but a face was all she’d seen. Standing tall, his head up high,

Rose Seed

Carazy little thing called love

Your a Virus

I dont want to

A bedtime prayer

A bedtime prayer for big brothers.

Bad habits

For slobs of all ages.

Sad Situation

No offense meant here, its just a poem
Cherry

Playtime Twaddle

This one sits best along side its illustrations (think poor man's Spike Milligan) but I thought I'd post it anyway.

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