a_methyste : Writing

What makes me human

What makes me human

A Poem by a_methyste


Memory; It’s what makes me human; Sometimes with thorns But it is the only way, To touch the moisture Of the human form;
My boy

My boy

A Poem by a_methyste


I like my boy In all ways and manners I could go on writing for days But the trait I love more He has got "I won't hurt you" face.
Sour capuccino

Sour capuccino

A Poem by a_methyste


The capuccino is sour The cigarette does not feel good The day feeld a series of repeated tasks Boring What I am lazy to do It is a rainy novembe..
Existence

Existence

A Poem by a_methyste


What scares you? Existence; Existence is scary;
Sniffing

Sniffing

A Poem by a_methyste


A soft breeze. As you sniff And Sniff The lemon flower. This volatile life!
Driven for love

Driven for love

A Poem by a_methyste


You are not driven for power You are driven for love And I want to kiss your soul.
You

You

A Poem by a_methyste


I like to go to the exhibition with you I like seeing your lovely silhouette Your pretty eyes I like walking side by side with you Holding hands ..
Excuse

Excuse

A Poem by a_methyste


I like your imagination I always want to find an excuse To talk to you And when I do I always smile.
Torch of love

Torch of love

A Poem by a_methyste


A weather vane, swiveled on its spindle, catching a cold breath of tomorrow. It was a wind that carried no sound, only the promise of change. Below, ..
A world of my own

A world of my own

A Poem by a_methyste


I am Amethyste I like to throw a verse Or two I like the angles And corners I create I long to create a world Of my own.