Every word
knives in an already tattered heart
Every disdain remark
Mutilating an already shattered spirit
Tormenting rejection
Unquenchable tears
Hidden dejection
Unnesesary fears
This is all I'll ever be
It may not be who I am on the exterior
Vivacious is what you think you see
But what I am is inferior
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 4:03 PM UTC
Love is a fragile thing
easily taken too soon
A bud plucked before
the flower bloomed
When she met death
he was heartbroken
desperate to save her soul
With song and lyre
he persuaded the god of death
to restore her life
As long as he
didn't look back
Too little too late
Early did he glance back
to hear a whisper spoken;
'Farewell'
As she was pulled further into the darkness
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC
I serve
To my team
I catch
with my face
I pass
To the floor
I score
Into the net
And yet
I frown
By smiling
And win
By losing
A defeat
Can be a good victory
Its all about sportsmanship
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
This poem *****
I know its true
I'm obviously bored
I dunno what to do
So from one bored person to another
(that would be you)
Lets find something less suckish to do
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 10:46 AM UTC
He circles his prey with wings, spread, hands touching the sky
A focused look,a hunters eye
He plummets, dives, to catch an unsuspecting prey
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 2:56 PM UTC