Michael Angel Loayza Jr.

Young Girl Tears flow from her eyes as she frantically sits alongside her bed, with whimpering cries being her only friend. She rises…

“You will always be the love of my life,” said he; true love doesn’t have to be an entanglement – true love is…

I drown myself in the rain and surround myself with trees. When I was walking in the rain, I listened for every car…

Due To Do the people of now truly value the soul of an artist? Does poetry resonate with anyone anymore? The more people’s…

Below is the introduction to my newest book which will be out later this month. Thank you and enjoy the teaser: She never…

There are times when I attempt to look to the past in remembrance of those I’ve loved and lost; it’s as if pages…

Passion is madness directed in a way of self-liberation, self-evolution; it is the map to oneself but there are no directions – passion…

Let these pages be the stairs to our undying love and appreciation for one and other; may you never miss a step, and…

Forgetful I can’t remember, It protects my heart, The day you tore our world apart; It was all a dream, All an illusion;…