I have released my first poetry book in memory of my mum if anyone is interested in having a look: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Lost-Mum-Love-Dog-ebook/dp/B07CRKPFB8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1525255070&sr=8-1&keywords=p+c+kenet I used to write a lot of poetry when I was younger, when I didn't understand the world as I do now as an adult. Most of my work was me trying to get to grips with my mum's death, how to fall in love and predicting where my life would go - just the normal stuff. Some have said my work could be published with a bit of work and any feedback from here would be more than welcome - even if you think it is waste of digital ink.
We live for what we have, We live with what we’ve got, We live through all our troubles, We live no matter what. Till that day of sorrow, Till all comes to a pause, Then all we see is darkness And wonder what once was. Then it is too late to care You’ve died without a clue. So what you do now that you live, Well, that is up to you.
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My Fault? (02/05/2018)
Dreams don't come true straight away (25/04/2018)
Playing the Game called Life (23/04/2018)
The greatest loss for a kid (26/03/2018)
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