About me.... Hmmmmmm
Well as myself I am a very energetic Puerto Rican man, loving life as a Proud Father of one very beautiful little girl.
As a writer..... I take on a whole other form.....
My alter I write as is Mr.Hyde, writing comes to me and usually with a traumatic event (fight, death or drama). When he takes over I sort of just blank out, not stopping until I'm finished; that’s when I read it and proof it. The best way to describe it is a poetic trance, I brainstorm.
One of my teachers said I write with a Poison Pen, you can feel my pain as you read…. and feel my tears….
Recently I've been seeking the passionate and romantic side of me again. Hyde came up with Ying, she is my other half of my Yang. I guess its my own erotic fantasy I slide into when I have erotic thoughts......... My Soul Fire....
Sigh.. well that’s a little bit about me…
Well as myself I am a very energetic Puerto Rican man, loving life as a Proud Father of one very beautiful little girl.
As a writer..... I take on a whole other form.....
My alter I write as is Mr.Hyde, writing comes to me and usually with a traumatic event (fight, death or drama). When he takes over I sort of just blank out, not stopping until I'm finished; that’s when I read it and proof it. The best way to describe it is a poetic trance, I brainstorm.
One of my teachers said I write with a Poison Pen, you can feel my pain as you read…. and feel my tears….
Recently I've been seeking the passionate and romantic side of me again. Hyde came up with Ying, she is my other half of my Yang. I guess its my own erotic fantasy I slide into when I have erotic thoughts......... My Soul Fire....
Sigh.. well that’s a little bit about me…
- Last seen on Nov 23 10:52 AM. Member since September 5, 2008.
- I'm a amber angel poet for 2 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Thinking".
- I am a 32 year old man from New York (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Network Engineer.
- I am in the groups xXDarkxPoetsXx
- I have 2 comments, 21 poems
My Poetry
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Things happen for a reason
Seasons come and go. -
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Sitting in a room with walls that I know.
Trying to figure out whether to stay or to go.12 lines, November 18. In Sad
