Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all science." -William Wordsworth


A Dying RoseA Dying Rose :devcoldtea:A Dying Rose
The brisk air- A presence of broken wings. In the clouds,
Thriving on the flame- You and me-
Another world- Another time-
Overwhelmed with emotions, Whispering true happiness, A deeper thought-
A lust that will not chance- the romance of two hearts.
A loveliness of a faded memory; the dying rose.
Just a flower. Wilting away.
Once a story- of stanzas- Once a story- so brilliant.
That my heart could not change, the


Mirrors CrackedMirrors Cracked by Logan O'Carroll :devcoldtea:Mirrors Cracked
Mirror Cracked. The image diluted. Over the thick dust. My memories now- In-between, Faded.
The memories are blurry. My eyes are closed- Forcing to open the sunset. Into the light-
Break away, from dreams, The apparent mist, A memory.
In my eyes, Would be a disaster, A glimpse of what yet to come, Claiming a life of its own; Walking among us-
Disguising the memories. Plastering them on glass, to face the illusion.  


Endless DriftwoodEndless Driftwood :devcoldtea:Endless Driftwood
Adrift and barely afloat,
Drifting in the ocean on a boat,
Alone just drifting,
clinging to driftwood for life,
Avoiding despair and drowning
By merely the tension of the seas.
Across the crests and troughs alike I float,
No choice but to escape the menace,
The crests let me glimpse the water,
But the troughs are my potion.
Just a fallacious motion.
Against the bowels of this earth, Adrift and barely afloat,
Drifting in this ocean on a boat,
Once I was sailing, &nb


Ms. AdumbrationOh, my dear madam:Ms. Adumbration
I have wronged I have jumped too far,
Moreover, have fallen into tears,
Yet I am ashamed- Of times unseen, And the words spoken, As I fall for your eyes.
My heart becomes my demise;
I just wish I could sing That lovely hem, In which grants me sanity; To fight against our reality,
By midnight candles and moonlight rain I am with you, As I fall in love;
Oh, my dear lady. Please forgive me.
For I have wronged-
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_//LEMONTEA||MORE.ADDICTIVE.THAN.HEROIN_+''
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_//LEMONTEA||MORE.ADDICTIVE.THAN.HEROIN_+''
~nikki~
What happened to all your poems!!!!???
~nikki~
haha..its pitiful..i can be strange
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