A Whitney poem with a syllable count of 3-4-3-4-3-4-7 Sitting here Caught in limbo Halfway in And halfway out Of my mind Waiting, waiting To feel the warmth of new life. Sign in to see full entry.
This is a compilation of my poetry. Some of it may be controversial, some of it may be some what erotic, some may be down right in your face, but I promise they will take you out of your comfort zone and get you thinking