Hello, my name is Bryan Peralta. I am using this page to write poetry. I am writing poetry as a form of expression. Also, some of these photos, are of my creation, either photoshopped, something I've created in a journal or pictures I took. Enjoy!
"World War Me"
Scattered, battered and shattered. Sovereign misery and distress, nukes of cries and rage rains from the sky. Some often cry why? No one makes the decision besides the superior. The minority are often hidden and buried; as for the refugees are blocked by our barriers. Poetry connects to the soul and what/whom someone is feeling. So I say this, bury me with my writings from my oldest to my most recents. Because no one will hear my war cries... everyone's dying from their own war. So just bury me with scars, for one day to hope my wounds will give life to you.