Things have gone a bit mad, i'll cry no more, i guess i'll have to hide, in the forest. in the forest. i think i found a spot, to be alone. in the forest.
Abuse, Fighting, Hate, Love, Trouble
As darkness falls so do I
With its cold hands
It surrounds me
The only thing
Keeping them away
From tooth and fang
Is the fire
That burns even
In rain
As you see with the naked eye
You could blink and die
With all its beauty
And...
Nature, Poem
Have you ever wanted? Wanted for things to be the way they were back then? It's a feeling I can't shake, a need for a time that's past. A need for something half remembered. A birthday on the veranda, in a house you once lived in. A fortress made of...
Depression, M/solo, Short Story, memory, old
Unleashed your feelings, now their gone...no soul, no hole, no need for song. Together we hope for our salvation...you were the ones to leave destruction. Yours eyes we took, we took from thee...enforce the peace, and now we shape to suit our needs. No...
Dark, Flipside, Poem, Poetry
Haven once, but now no more...This place you once would have adored...Sadness is too small a word...Laughter now cannot be heard...I hate for all that has been done...We fought this war we never won...The rage so red just grew inside...I cried the red,...
Dark, Photography, Poem, Poetry
A young earth waits upon your call...Time flows on, you lie to all...The lies are new, none heard before...which mind remembers never more...All this place is, is pain...Doubts grow like a growing stain...In the dark no voice will sound...reflect,...
Dark, ForestElk, Poetry
Dream Long, Dream Lost
I dreamed of a tree
And the tree was good
And the sky was red
With all the things that should.
You turn around and go the
Other way
To the forlorn place where
The dead ones lay.
For the truth of the world
Is repeated...
Dark, Poetry, imagination, surreal
North
The gas lamps they flicker,
While fur men drink liquor
All colour gone
All life stays still as a blizzard draws near.
The wind whispers lies
A low piercing cry
Cold men by the fire
Their need is dire
Dead man smiles a chill, frozen...
Dark, Death, Poetry, Winter
The Highborn
The truth of all is small to some
Head a 'tilted, shoulders a 'splay.
The hardship of most is lost on this host
Soft hands, Cold laughter
Resound and reflect forever, Hereafter.
Why should we wait, to accept our fate?
Hands from...
Hate, Mild Drama, No-Yiff, Poetry, Realistic, Temptation, Trouble, Verse, Violence (Not In Yiff)
**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...
Poem, midnight, roses