When I'm bored or watching tv and playing xbox games give me no thrills, I write :)
Look at silly Rosalie, She doesn't understand. She's much too young to realise what's in the palm of her hand. She can't explain love, Or lust, or hurt or pain.
There lives little creatures called darklings, They thrive out of the light, They fester in the darkness, But come crawling out at night, When the sun won't shine through windows, World a balanced...
It's late now, Winter now, The cold lurks outside your duvet, Only daring to peek a nose out, Dance to make it warm.
I'm a very average girl. Average hair, Average eyes, Average looks, No surprise. Average talents, Average worth, In a rather average place on earth.
This is no poem, sorry. But basically, if you love a good read, read 'The Book Thief'. If you hate reading, the same applies.
I am in the 'prototype' phase of writing a story- its going to be a fantasy, and I have never written one before: I have always been inspired by knights and dragons and I'm rambling a bit, but what...
Ok, I'm sorry this is not my usual poem. In fact, I've been away for a while, due to a broken phone, and the likes. But I thought I should talk about me.
For three years straight now, I have got the train nearly everyday. Most times I am with friends, who's destinations are the same.
Even though he did not understand, She knew in her heart, he had to go, He smiled and softly squeezed her hand, She looked at him, a false expression, bland, She sighed and listened to the wind...
Always will I say. I love you. With the whole of me,. And the next guy too,. Infact I love you even more,. A whole house worth,. a department store,. With all of the moon,. Up until mars,.
Roses are red, Violets are blue, He is for me, Not for you, If one day You take my place, I'll take my fist And smash you face..
And from the fields of daffodils, winking in the spring, She lay midst the petals, and sun did she drink, She lay there, she lay there, All yellow and true, And sitting she said, 'Dear, -Do make me...
1,2,3,4 I declare a love war.
Rain drops fall on the window pane,. Purifying us again,. Purifying the window too,. Now it's clear, more see-through,. Who could have thought we'd be like this, together,.
I see you hiding beneath your hair, You try to act like you don't care, But I see through that dark vale, Your eyes limp, inspiration stale, You need something to light that spark, A song in the...
Pen to paper, Sea to sand, Fish to water, Grass to land, Birds to air, Bees to flowers, Ice to skaters, April to showers, Sun to shine, Old to new, Hand in hand, Me and You..
One day maybe you'll understand, You are so much more than man, If you could walk beside yourself, You wouldn't walk by anyone else, But instead you choose to walk by me, Quiet in your...
'Only when we realise we will never be at peace, will we find it. ' I read this somewhere. I can't remember where, but it really stirred deep thought in me..