You got me feeling some kinda way… That way… That way you look at me. Really? Can you see right through me? You make me feel… surprising. Omfg where did you come from? You got me feeling some kinda way… Pluto, is it you? Because she’s got me so obsessed. Quiet… graceful. Beautiful… precious like.
Tag: Spoken Poetry
She fears the ocean even though her soul connects with the depths of the sea. The undertones are unknown. The sun gives beauty to the rippling waters masking what lies beneath all that glory. The thrashing of the current brings her strength while leaving goosebumps throughout her body. She fears it… but needs it at
What is Spoken Poetry? Spoken Poetry are words coming to life. It’s when just seeing the words on paper aren’t enough. There’s something about it that has to be heard , spoken. I have yet to start video blogging. I’m not very fond of being in front of the camera. But I know I must!