a_methyste : Writing

What do you do for a living

What do you do for a living

A Poem by a_methyste


I am tired with the word what do you do for a living A question whose answer will take you away from me Because I am not productive enough Yes I ha..
S**t

S**t

A Poem by a_methyste


Writing

Writing

A Poem by a_methyste


I write because I am! I used to write in my room, For a very long time. No one else invited. It was a lot of fun
You

You

A Poem by a_methyste


Anytime you call me I will come to meet you I will come.
Understood

Understood

A Poem by a_methyste


I wanted to feel it The joy of being understood.
Silk

Silk

A Poem by a_methyste


Your kisses were like honey as I tasted them on the street late at night your embraces were like a silk scarf.
Company

Company

A Poem by a_methyste


It is nice to spend time alone but it is also nice to spend time with a warm hand a warm voice on your side.
Friends

Friends

A Poem by a_methyste


I need friend To spend these empty days of mine Where I talk to myself And try to make myself happy To have a coffee To drink a little bit To ta..
Butterfly

Butterfly

A Poem by a_methyste


Like a butterfly Hop on flowers And feed on the nectar of flowers.
There stood God

There stood God

A Poem by a_methyste


Worry endlessly draining the soul out of me. Trying to make room for my acceptance to be free. And there stood God....hearing my prayer and not answer..