Archive Literature

I want to start with a “Happy Birthday to You”, And end things with an “I Love You”. This poetry be my gift, To the day of your birth,...

Love will never die, They say it’s as sweet as pie, Two people connected in one tie, But all of that is just a lie.

Roses are red, Violets are blue, Everyone’s dead, You don’t even have a clue. You’re also one of the dead and that is true.

It’s already been a year where it all started, It was the time your heart was abducted, By a person in many guise, A man acted as an...