I write poems now and then... To express my feelings and emotions, etc.
But I never post them... over fear of just being judged by them or someone telling me they're rubbish.
I write short stories like mad I also write fanfictions I am currently working on a Blackheart love story (you know Blackheart from the movie Ghost Rider yeah that one)
So I'm working on 4 poems for Lauren jauregui but here is a thing once finished I don't know should I give it to her or not....
It's all I do. My day is consumed my writing poems. Poetry is my language. Just wish I had someone to converse with with.
One of my older poems.
I watch you look at me
you can see yourself thru me
as you step in I wrap myself around you
as you get deeper I fit you like a glove
Even I can not feel...
most of my stories here are short thats because im not that smart to write big ones
I once write a 900-word short story about a little work with a big heart at 4 in the morning. It was so relaxing, a good way to detox from the day's stress.
GOD given talents - poem
Music is the rhythm of my heart
Art is the expression of my soul
Dance is the movement of my body
Writing is the spitting image of my thoughts
Forgive me my love
Something's not right here. The mood is uneasy and I'm feeling insecure. But that's what I get. For taking my heart and putting it out there, while expecting...
In the pergatories of my mind, a silent Hell awaits to unwind.
From outside the inside not apparent. To let you in I would not dare it.
Screaming for help and pushing it away. A...
When I think of your face I see beauty and grace.
When I think of your voice I hear harps and a choir.
When I think of your manner I feel peace all around.
When I think how you...
What do you do
When what you want is too far
Do you cross the line and create a new scar
What happens when it's too hard of a game
To ruin yourself and stare at the remains
With a singe word
Woebegone am I
With a single word
Sorrow am I
Sorrow I'll stay
With a single word
Her body glistens in the light
I urge to play with her all night
I pick her up and hold her steady
Take a deep breath, we both are ready.
I run one hand up her long neck
Let me see, I think I wrote this either in 2010 or 2011. The first poem I wrote about a crush
I don’t know how to say this,
The words floating through my mind.
Like a dark night I felt him rescue me from this doom I'm suffering
For a second I felt safe like my difficult project was done
And a knew future would begin
If I could have that...
Tears of glass, they fall at last.
Upon the Earth they shatter, crash.
What truth there was, has come to pass.
This lie this life goes by, so fast.
My skies without heaven, my...