This is a place for a few poems. Although most of my poems might get edited by the administrators. I will keep it clean.
I wrote this about a year and half ago. Please be honest.
The Pain from Cupid
The points of Cupid
Makes many stupid
Whether it is at night
Or in the bright daylight
Whether it feels right
Or just happens without delay.
It hurts deep inside for she may
Tell you she feels the same way
Or she might instead go away.
Time has no effect on the poisonous tips
Or the pain that caused the long night and hardships