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Cursed be this day when I and my husband prepare for battle.
My kingly husband, lost both in battle and brains,
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See that door?
The minute you step through it, you're in my world
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The blood-stone weeps for its long lost selves
Pulled forth from snowy thoughts,
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I have a shadow self that no one sees
And through it, I'm who I want to be
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Sorry I couldn't come up with a better title
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She thinks she's invisible
And she is to most
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Hint hint people. Yet another emo poem left over from the angst of lost love and frustration. Dammit...
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“What the hell are you doing?
Don’t you know who I am?
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There’s no use living in the past
Unless it finds you
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I want to be in a band
But there are none around
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If only these four strings
Could make a sound to reach your ears
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Broken,
You rise and fall like wounded birds riding currents
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Woeful is the wedding day / When all the bride can do is pray / Her unborn child will be found / Alive, not missing underground / Unwritten laws betray the mind / 'Neath morning-moistened cobwebs find / With
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Grey-blue child Dark,forboding
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You say I don't hide it? How wrong you are
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Warning: Lovesick teenager
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Sappy, Shakespeare-influenced poem
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How delicious it would have been br
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Every night I thought of him br
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Yes, I am feeling overwhelmed, br
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A flower blooms, and forever stays br
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(heart monitor machine beeping) br
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Your reaction will be the same as mine: "What the hell did she just write?!"
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I’m sorry this took so long,
My fear of phones kept me from calling
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The town motto is:
"Faith and Labor"
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At the base of my left thumb, I found it
Not to noticeable, not to hidden
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My leader, I have disobeyed
I am rebelling
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I am my own jailor,
I keep my own keys
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"Oh muse, help me!"
All night and day
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