zephyrforza
A bookshelf is as particular to its owner as are his or her clothes; a personality is stamped on a library just as a shoe is shaped by the foot. - Allen bennett
One night, the sound of tiny feet, Padding across the old wood floor, Their wide eyes filled with the dust of sleep, A thin blanket shared among amongst the four, A mass of gold hair and loose silk gowns, Eyes alight and spellbound, A sense…
Inspiration comes in many forms; shapes, sights and words. And when it does, to me it swarms, like a torrent of birds.
When you smile my heart jumps to my throat, As I feel it's edgy beat, Your dazzling eyes, Make me see spinning skies, And I'm left with wobbly feet
The strange animal had brown and grey flecked fur. One could have called it a monkey, if they had not seen its large grey wings that spread from its hunched back. It sat perched on a sturdy branch, it's long curved claws clutching the splin…
A waisted life, Eyes sunken dark, Hunched figure concealed by baggy clothes, Traipsing onward, Dismal past, No future hope, a weary corpse How I cringe, At fate's cruel choice, I struggle to comprehend, How those softly lit eyes, And the…
[H] old up everyone, they're finally here [O] ur days are no longer numbered [L] et your worries go [I] 'm finally free! [D] o you feel your belated wonder? [A] ll the pressure, gone at last [Y] our free to breathe again! [S] o soak up th…
I skipped down the road, A small book in my hand, I will write a letter, To inform you of my plans I skipped down the road, You might say I felt great, But the truth was, I had finally accepted, The future of my fate I skipped a pace mor…
Today I saw the most wonderful family. We were at a skatepark watching two little kids skate circles around the larger ones. They both wore knee and elbow pads as well as a helmet, and in all their gear they made the cutest sight. The smal…
I bet the YMCA dance would be a whole lot harder in Chinese.
My window is my new best friend, As there is so much that could lie outside, For in the cool darkness, Anything could hide Could an ash black cat be crouching, For a reason I will never know, Maybe in search of a midnight feast? Slinking …
I can smell the rain, I can feel the storm brewing, At the peaking of the day, The winds begin Trees swaying with the gusts, Wind deepening my breaths, Clouds forming, day ending, I feel the storm within Something is lingering in the a…
Damn it's hard, So much going on, Friends in trouble, Parents acting all wrong, Loosing old friends, Pressured to be someone fake, Felling lost and alone, Regretting the decisions you make, Longing for something, Seeking acceptance, Somehow…
When you feel life coming down on you like a heavy weight, When you feel this crazy society adding to the strain, Take a stroll to the nearest water's edge, remember your place, Many moons have risen and fallen long, long before you came. S…
Long grey fingers pull sharply at my hair, Running through the night, The forest sounds, sending chills down my spine, As I make my hasty flight A winding path, of fallen twigs, I find through the dark trees, Boughs snap and leaves crunch,…
See you again A quick glance Look away Can't take the chance Walk ahead Like you don't exist But late at night Your surely missed Than another peek Once you've walked by See your retreating back Damn why am I so shy? Won't bother with a smi…
Do you have a favourite poetry structure? Or just a rhythm that you automatically use? I don't know the technical names for anything but this is one I use very often: A B C C B For example: Alone in a paddock, not far from…
Damn this paranoia, My neighbour's taking out his bins, I'm jumping at every clash, Like its a thug break in Hear a knock at the front door, Could it be a trick? Are they luring me out to answer, So I can be attacked by a lunatic? Like a…
Warm bear hugs, Strolls on the sand, Rainy day cuddles, Hand in hand, Midnight discussions, A good night kiss, Your smile just for me, Yeah right, I wish © A Whimsy
I'm in love with opuss, Though I'm quite new to its world, I love the well thought out comments, And diversities of boys and girls I love the small community, How everyone knows everyone, I love the constant inspiration, And never ending …
I know you don't feel the same, We are two people in two different worlds, To me your a hero, With skies to fly, To you, I'm just a sweet girl Do you ever think about me? When your alone and cold at night, Does my laugh bring back painful …
The dark of night aids me, Winds, enticing calm, The chilling gusts, That hold no harm The dark of night aids me, Full moon so bright, The elongated shadows, Concealing creatures of the night The dark of night aids me, Calms my being, Co…
There once was a fellow called Roran. He left town cause they all thought him boring He got in a battle, His teeth got a good rattle, And when he returned they weren't able to ignore him. #limerick :)
Hey opussians, I got a message in my 'news' section saying "Congratulations! You have won the award for top Oppus of the day!" for my poem A Withering Hope. What does this mean? Has anyone got one of these before? I'm pretty flattered! :)
I lie here, in my soft bed, Cold airy breeze, the night outside my window sends Soft flannelette doona, on which I rest my head, Fingers tapping at the screen in my hand The smell of dinner, lingers into my room, And the sizzling sound c…
Here she lies, Alone from this world, Another untold story, An unnoticed girl No tears escape, From her eyes, For she's grown accustomed to, Doings worse than lies In her mind, No loved ones remain, Swept away with her past, Leaving scars…
The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender. ~ Emil Ludwig
Why did Sarah fall off the swing? Because she had no arms. Knock knock? Who's there? Not Sarah!
Creaking, shrieking, metal protesting, downwards, screeching to a head splitting halt. Do you ever feel like that is your life? And all of a sudden you don't know the purpose to anything anymore, what's the point of living?
You know what girls? Listen up. You don't have to be perfect. Unique is the best thing anyone can be, that's what sets you apart from everyone else, makes you stand out in your own way. When you fall in love, true, DEEP love, you will fal…
Ok lets play a game called Continue the Story. Anyone can play, all you have to do is continue this story, a sentence at a time in the comments. Ok. Here goes: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I wrap my arms around her frail shoulders, pulling her in c…
That feeling you get, where you're happy and in a place where you feel at home. You know not everything's perfect, and not everything in life is alright, but your happy with your friends, and that's all that matters for the moment.
The setting sun, blinding your eyes. You squint into the yellow light, raising your hand. Light taking over your vision, but vanishing when you hold your hand just in front of the brightest spot of light. All of a sudden after obscuring t…
She looked out for him everyday, her heart stopping then restarting in her chest when she saw his captivating face. That day she tried to spend as much time as she could listening and watching him. Searching and searching for one small habi…
Flickering flames, shining bright, The heat a comfort in the cold air, A small sanctum in the dark nights, I hope you'll meet me there Branches crack, and are changed to ash, Toes curl in the dust at my feet, I hug myself, to still my fe…