A will: Poem
world's bound's by evil sight. Man has only one plight. To be free and feel in all way's. The lust to smell. The want to taste. The need of touch. Yes it is as free will suggest. But evil is felt in are darkness mind. Riddle with thought's of madness...
Poem
This poem is about how i feel on a daily basis. if you want more of these like, fav, etc. flames surrounding the enchanted garden. blasts errupting around the walls. screams echoing all around me. nothing can keep me down.
The poem
In the distance I fad away, all my life I been running away, hope I never see what happens today. But I still remained wondering about today, what shall I wrote this wonderful day but I remember the day of December and November. All I wonder is why...
Poem
Since the day we first met, I knew it was love, God answered my prayers, you came down from above... You gave me your heart, and taught me to trust, for the first time ever, it was more than just lust... Your sweet loving words, are not...
A Poem
Would you kill me if I asked it? Do you love me that much? I made a call to Jesus, He wouldn't do it. And I heard his love was eternal. What is it to live when you breathe The poisonous thoughts of heart and mind Like air from a paper...
Poem
#3 of old poems o ever the best of friends are we, we three who say, "the best are we!" my friend, my brother, him and me, and my other half completes the three.
A poem, this is
Ever feeling the oppresive presence that hovers over me, Just wishing that this repressive curtain would lift. Blood and gore everywhere, leaving debree here and there. Every day feels so short, yet the shadow is so still. Ever looming awareness,...
The Poem
Aiden finished his poem, his own heart racing as he awaited her answer. maxine's eyes widened as she gazed at the sparkling violet gem and golden ring, then up to aiden's blue eyes.
A Poem
I'm a plastic bottle filled with wine, for Thoughts of you have filled my mind My feelings for you, they don't belong I can't think straight, I wrote a song. You're a hummingbird, a flying jewel, My thoughts must be your royal nectar You're...
A poem
during the night fall comes the one who like to eat the sun for when 100 nights past the sun is gone and the world, cold and vast the world seems to fall in the endless wood for down the river, you never should go for the endless wood is there...
A Poem.
#4 of poems something i made during the week before christmas. seven islands, an archipelago. rivers run through each, carving them. currents crash against them. a raging storm, a free spirit. a solid mountain, a willow tree.
What if I told You...
(warning~ this poem's about suicide. if your'e triggered by things such as this, i suggest you leave right away) woah, another poem? this one's about death too! wow, i must be really depressed. what if i told you, i wanted to die.