Will Drache• Show poetry

Musician/Poet/Actor
I don't know who I am, so I can't tell you about me.

Poetry and songs are the only thing in my life i enjoy anymore.
I don't write poetry in proper ettiquette. When I write, its spontaneous.

A man rakes leaves into a heap
in his pard, a plie, & leans on his rake & burns them utterly.
The fragrance fills the forest
children pause & heed the smell,
which will become nostalgia in several years.
-Jim Morrison

Last seen on Nov 21 6:45 PM. Member since July 1.
I'm a amber angel poet for 4 comments.
My mood is , and quote is "In recluse".
I am a 15 year old guy from Indiana (United States)
When I'm not writing, I'm thinking calmly of my eventual end..
Visit my homepage at Myspace.com/misery_manifest47
I am in the groups Musicians Group
I have 4 comments, 10 poems

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People see life as the burning bush itself, we squeeze the juices of excess until the inevitable judgement day. They chase the light thats already in their candles. Some forget; Mother Nature does not provide a lighter.

0 lines, July 7. In Life, Dark, Personal, Sad
Childhood

Tomfoolery and immature themes work best with good friends. They are the ones who see and feel your true persona.. Freedom and nonsense..Fear and total exile..Love and Dependence

0 lines, 1 comment, July 7. In Personal, Life, Love
Loss of God / Death

Death is a theatrical experience.
Chosen individuals as actors in a greek tragedy

6 lines, July 7. In Dark, Life, Personal, Nature
Long Ago

There was once a time in the past when lovers could roam free in an otherworldy valley without any care. Villagers living happily in shabby huts. Animals of all kinds frolicking here, bountiful crops and pastures could be s

13 lines, July 2. In Life, Society, Personal