Saturday, August 27, 2016

Dead Poets

Receiving a poetry book as a gift was the best for me as drowning self in poetry and mesmerising wordings is what I live for.

I started doing poetry after I taste my first heart break, it was so much that I started pouring sadness on papers, dwelling on the same wounds over and over again. Heartache forces heartfelt poetry. My poetry were driven by betrayal of which I pray no one should ever go through; full of sadness, anger and disappointment.