My Poems, writing contests and written nothings.
Some mature some aren’t. Some are funny, some aren’t…You get it right?
Poems start when I was still in school, as early as grade 9.
(No 3 in favourites 6/1/19, No 2 in Poetry
Once upon a time, there lived two great and mighty spirits on the mountain. One loved humans, the other hated them. When their differences could not be reconciled, they came to blows, and the human loving spirit was chased out.
Elder Baili hadn’t had much luck with his disciples. The first was a martial arts-maniac that didn’t need him to pay any attention, one was a troublemaker that needed him to pay too much attention, the third was a beautiful flower that had other m