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As I laid my head on the blanket embroidered with silver lines on darkest blue I sucked the air into my nose and felt wings split the skin on my back.
With you, if I fall in love Poems from my heart would leak You'll be drawn in a masterpiece And to generations it will speak..
From a remote place. Came the beauty. With finesse and grace. And she had a duty. To share what she had felt. As if she made a pledge. And beauty she had dealt. And put us on an edge.
And from a dream came out a dream No one ever heard a dragon sing Magical things aren't what they seem A coin is bigger than its wing.
Jumping to the stage, I saw. All the royals watching me. If I miss a word, nowhere to go. No place to hide, no place to flee. Marie watched with glittering eyes. Like beacons in her beaded head.
The night is eating our moon. And the candles will burn over soon. Silence is a deafening sound. And shadows dancing all around. The clouds will cough and then they'll weep.
Fear, gripping me. Questions, overwhelming me. Where did I go. I never planned on leaving, yet I'm no longer here. I've been replaced. Overcome. By a stranger I wish I'd never met. Pain. The new me.
Leaving Opuss. I'm not gonna make a big fuss. Just saying… …Bye.
I see dark days and rain, I see people walk past that street corner every day And even look twice at that poor man sitting on the side Saying to him self 'I used to be you' In my suit and shirt and...
Fly away, fly away, Up to the baby blue skies. Roam free, wander astray, But never wait for the surprise. The power of true hope, The first start of something old.
The sun rises. A reminder of the cold day to come. And still you are not here. The view is breathtaking. But it has no allure. When I cannot share it with you. The wind is calm.
Lift the lid Plug it in Remove the cap Ready the pin Slide it out Place it down Remember the yellow No more, frown Pin in place Playing right now Ah the memories Feeling old somehow Now the...
Oh, honey, You can't deal with advice. You say you think of suicide, Because they're not very nice. Not quite the words you used, But I won't go into that.
You see me going through these empty stages You no your not really the bravest Don't you help me no don't you dare Why do you always stand an stare.
Boring, boring, every day. Starts and ends the bloody same. It's inside, outside, in again. Nothing seems to want to change. Walking, running, steady pace. Always ending in the same place.
Dear diary i see the people i don't like Dear diary there never in the right There always in the light Never out of sight Dear diary please take them away alright.
This is one of my favorite poems, written by William Blake. Enjoy. I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
It's time you call again Say hello my friend Open up my heart Why do you pretend.
A poem written through the eyes of a six year old child.
I want to climb on the rooftop, and let it all out. Scream, cry, howl and shout. I have no one to go to, no one to help me, I want to let go, I just want to be free.
Love has Never been My strength. I have never been The most handsome Most athletic person But I care.
It has just turned seven On a Saturday eve I should be sat downstairs With the kids on my knees But I am laid up in bed, alone and in such pain As my old black dog Paces up and down to a new...
I didn't want to but it's hard. His smile still haunts me. I know it's wrong but i want it all. ..
(This isn't directly about the situation that came about recently) *swearing used but mostly in reference I wanted to know where people stood on the issue of "swearing"?....I think we give...