I was almost there, the finish line just one step ahead and suddenly there was a 'peep peep' sound and then a thud as I reached for the sound making my victory seem a dream. I was on the wooden floor fortunately I was wrapped in my blue warm blanket which seemed to me as a life savor. The sun rays gleamed through the glass window as a gate crasher to my beautiful dream. It was 6am and I had...

Wrapped within a blue shade, she puts her smile on her darkest fears. Her dark black pupils are symbol of ice but within that hides a white spark, a white spot which looks for joy at one curve and at other searches a way out to control her emotions from spilling out. Her clear smile with white teeths shown and stretched along within a limit shows her hope and joy within  these white teeth and wide smile lies all the...

She killed herself while being in love. He held her body in his arms. As if he didn’t mean to harm her.  So he held her down, tightly, tightly, tightly. Until he didn’t hold her anymore. 
He knew she was dying. He left her there to die. As if that would mean he spared her of life’s cruelty. What a joke. Mercy was the last thing she wanted.  So she took the matter into her own hands. If these were...

There's something magical about being in New York. It's underneath the sounds of taxi drivers honking as they try (with no avail) to beat the traffic, underneath the indignant shouts of hey! I'm walking here from irritated pedestrians, underneath the sizzle of sausages at a hot dog vendor's cart and the oohing and aahing of Chinese tourists and the ping of a quarter dropping into a tired guitarist's half-empty jar at a subway station. It's a hum, a...

“I love you.”
A hard lump clogged my throat. It seemed like forever since I’d heard him say those words. Had it only been last week?
It seemed impossible that so much could happen in such a short period of time.
“We’re just not meant for each other, Sierra.”
Then he walked away.
As though I’d never existed. I’d given him my heart, then he pushed it over a cliff. I watched as it plummeted down, down, down,...

I think I’ve finally remembered
what it was like when I was
not lonely;
being annoyed by notifications
that were actually looking
for my attention
seems like
a ridiculous notion,
but I stopped giving my
attention away because
I’d never break even  -
And now I don’t even
come close. 

I’m on a train-
I’ve never ridden before.
It started out slow but
It’s getting faster,
The rumbling of it shakes my core

It’s speeding up and I don’t know wether to stay or to go
If I go I might die but I have a chance to live free
If I stay I might crash but I have a chance to live for these last few
hours, days, weeks
until it finally ends in a firey explosion

Or
Maybe ...

I was almost there, the finish line just one step ahead and suddenly there was a 'peep peep' sound and then a thud as I reached for the sound making my victory seem a dream. I was on the wooden floor fortunately I was wrapped in my blue warm blanket which seemed to me as a life savor. The sun rays gleamed through the glass window as a gate crasher to my beautiful dream. It was 6am and I had...

Wrapped within a blue shade, she puts her smile on her darkest fears. Her dark black pupils are symbol of ice but within that hides a white spark, a white spot which looks for joy at one curve and at other searches a way out to control her emotions from spilling out. Her clear smile with white teeths shown and stretched along within a limit shows her hope and joy within  these white teeth and wide smile lies all the...

She killed herself while being in love. He held her body in his arms. As if he didn’t mean to harm her.  So he held her down, tightly, tightly, tightly. Until he didn’t hold her anymore. 
He knew she was dying. He left her there to die. As if that would mean he spared her of life’s cruelty. What a joke. Mercy was the last thing she wanted.  So she took the matter into her own hands. If these were...

There's something magical about being in New York. It's underneath the sounds of taxi drivers honking as they try (with no avail) to beat the traffic, underneath the indignant shouts of hey! I'm walking here from irritated pedestrians, underneath the sizzle of sausages at a hot dog vendor's cart and the oohing and aahing of Chinese tourists and the ping of a quarter dropping into a tired guitarist's half-empty jar at a subway station. It's a hum, a...

“I love you.”
A hard lump clogged my throat. It seemed like forever since I’d heard him say those words. Had it only been last week?
It seemed impossible that so much could happen in such a short period of time.
“We’re just not meant for each other, Sierra.”
Then he walked away.
As though I’d never existed. I’d given him my heart, then he pushed it over a cliff. I watched as it plummeted down, down, down,...

I’m on a train-
I’ve never ridden before.
It started out slow but
It’s getting faster,
The rumbling of it shakes my core

It’s speeding up and I don’t know wether to stay or to go
If I go I might die but I have a chance to live free
If I stay I might crash but I have a chance to live for these last few
hours, days, weeks
until it finally ends in a firey explosion

Or
Maybe ...

There are many poem types, but considering
In comparison to my favourite, they are all gimmicks
My favourite of all time
Is that beautiful rhyme,
The wonderful, beautiful Limerick.