Friday, May 20, 2016

A new Start to and Old one

Poem 1


Torn between endless seems
Only the sea connects me.

Wondering, wondering
what it would be like
to see it through a lens.

Will it be pretty?
Will it be wise?
Will it give me a smise?

So I sign these papers
to gain two years you see.
So I can see it through a lens.

Here I go
Time to start a new me.