Writing is one of the most neglected but effective vendors for expressing what one feels, believes, or thinks. For me, writing both poetry and fiction is something I thoroughly enjoy. If you leave a comment, I don't mind constructive criticism. Please don't be rude. Tell me what you think needs to be changed and why. Before anyone accuses me of stealing any of these poems, please be aware that I had to change my username. My old profile can be found under the username "xdiamondwingsx" in the search option. Thanks for checking out my poetry, and feel free to vote! ;] |
A phone cradled between their shoulder and their...
Simultaneously, secret lovers begin to fall...
Gray to brown,
Our hungry eyes meet...
I never really knew you
We've only met once or twice...
You judge them by their skin
You don't take a chance to see what's within...
You fall and stain me in mud and dirt
I get torn, and you don't care that I'm hurt...
Living a life without friends; no one there to pick you up when you fall or to confide in... Is like walking down an endless road that leads to nowhere and the only thing that seems to come closer and closer is the end of your sanity. |
When the hourglass shatters and time stands still, all you have is your heart's desire to fulfill. |
Quite often, the ability to create art through the mind is a curse rather than a gift; there is nothing so terrifying and beautiful as an overly-colorful imagination. |