Poem: Death's Kiss
The taste of skin And the life inside A battle in ways But one hell of a ride Ecstasy Comes strong at night Where one takes hold Trembling with fright The fear of taking all of you They resist but not for long Nuzzling into...
My Daydream
A waking memory of things unseen, fantastic adventure, no where gone. A living picture of rhymes and games, characters and people, possessing no names. Flying through the air, not leaving the sofa. Traveling through space, without lifting...
A Fallen Angel
A Fallen Angel I hear the angel's voice My eyes widen I turn, only to feel the shock I see the vision being pulled away There is only darkness now I remove the shroud To see the angel sprawled in the sand My body is pulled to...
The silence
The silence rolls like thunder Amongst the moon lit plains Whispers flood the air I breathe From the coos of water cranes Nestled deep in slumber My dreams complete my mind Complimenting my every wish I'd been wishing for some time ...
A Cold Embrace
In a rusty, dusted part of my chambers window pane Carved into frost by ghostly fingers lies my restless name Sickened and dismayed at this ghastly sight of which Speaking of the dreadful encounter, nerves began to twitch Wiping clean the...
So Young, So Dear
When we were young I held you dear We lived, We laughed, We conquered fear We dragon-slayed, we challenged fate, we beat all foes, but as of late The thing of life that once I knew fell away and so withdrew The light once held in...
The twinning roses
**This is my first attempt at poetry. Please give me some constructive criticism and comments. Thanks and enjoy :3** **The twinning roses.** The moon is full and flying high It sails, careens in quiet sky Twining roses on the wall Shine...
Knowing
You think you know pain? I can tell you, that you're wrong. To be so far away, yet love someone so strong. Never getting to see them, never to feel their touch. That my friend is true pain, and it hurts far too much. Waking up to an empty bed....
Poet's Memoirs: Skyclad
On a shadowed night, such as this, I sometimes like to reminisce, And think of all the things I've said, What words I've wrote, what thoughts I've lead. I like to think I'll make my mark, I'd like to come out of the dark, But while these words...
Poem: Double Life (of depression)
**Double life** **Coming and going like waves of water The storm would be easier, as an otter. Depression is growing ever hotter. Whispering in my ear, "go to the slaughter". Why can't humans stop killing? Obviously lacking something...
POEM: Sunshine And Stychnine
Don't forget the good times My best partner in crime Joy rides and sunshine No concept of strychnine Wooded trails, so dark and serene Walking kept us fit and lean All the mountains to climb All the things to see Can we get there in time?...
(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...