Rhyme, Rhyme
#2 of poetry nursery rhymes; diverse. won't work in this universe. rhyme, rhyme, so sublime - if you'd catch up with the times. fine lines? piece of cake! but the rain they've yet to make. spells, spells. ring the bells!
Lost Silhouettes
Skies painted grey Day after day Steeped in sorrow Never departing Not until morrow; A place A space A paradise A thing of mystery An escape from the melancholy But where oh where has morrow flown to? Departed from this place Leaving not a...
A Key
#1 of rhyming and other stuff . let us go where we want to be let us be where we want to go . even paths most traveled can still lead to roads less followed . to let go is to accept at the same time something you've maybe neglect .
The Gods
Stare into the night and you might see a fight. not between men, but gods, and at the end you might sob. and as one falls to the ground, dead, the other will bow their head. not over relife or joy, bu becuase they changed the boy. lad or lass...
The Search
You'll never know, You'll never find, Unless you know What it is to hide, From all the others, From all around, Until you're run Into the ground, You then will find, To your surprise, That what you seek, Lay before your eyes.
Quietly and slow
#2 of rhyming and other stuff remember: suicide is not the answer, it is a permanent solution to a temporary problem, there are people that love you. in memory of an uncle of mine.
3.14
I am shy, My brain is fried, All i can do is hide, From what is inside, But yet if i die, -And i dont lie- I wouldnt fly, I would have only tried, And yet you sigh But my love is unending, Just like Pi -Wolf
(poem) Let’s Hear It for the Fox
**Let's Hear It for the Fox** By Danath \* \* \* Of all the anthro types we know, Perhaps but one takes insults so And if it please the reader now Examine thus and break it down When hearing of this stereotype Such savage utterance of...
Strike Me Down
---- Directed to a straight man, who I can never be with, I feel this every day, hoping it will lift. • I love you, Sawyer, more than anything, ask what you will, and I will bring. ---- Pick me up then strike me down, I will still look upon...
Zap
The light that brightest burns, is always shortest by far. And what a furnace burns in yonder star, that its light pierces daylight's turns. And too late I find, that my insectile mind, Has lead me to a clever trap, built by unknown hands....
Ode to What Hides Inside. A Poem.
I look in the mirror and who do I see, A reflection of you or a reflection of me? You see what you want and so do I, Who I want to be, by and by. If I could be the soul peering out, a lovely face looking me in the eye, with furry ears and slender...
You
When you are sad, and you feel you can't go on. Tears well in your eyes and the pain is so strong. So far from your friends, and you're all on your own. No-one to run to, So very alone. When all seems so useless, and...