Vision #6 (poem)
One of the first poems i have ever written in english. i like this one the most of all of my english poems so far. bloody legions children die fire's burning mothers cry. they have seen depths of hell fallen angels cursing yells.
Moonlit Sky
#1 of poems this is a poem that i wrote a long time ago after my sister passed away. just decided to upload it now for some reason. the night is bright with a moonlit sky. i sit and think as time passes by.
poem
Falling through my life eyes lost in the sky, this lie built from inside dragging me down.Why can i not escape my own mind. As if every move i make is not right. Why can i not escape this lie why. sometimes it is as i just dream. A ghost Just passing...
A will: Poem
world's bound's by evil sight. Man has only one plight. To be free and feel in all way's. The lust to smell. The want to taste. The need of touch. Yes it is as free will suggest. But evil is felt in are darkness mind. Riddle with thought's of madness...
A will: Poem
world's bound's by evil sight. Man has only one plight. To be free and feel in all way's. The lust to smell. The want to taste. The need of touch. Yes it is as free will suggest. But evil is felt in are darkness mind. Riddle with thought's of madness...
Poem
This poem is about how i feel on a daily basis. if you want more of these like, fav, etc. flames surrounding the enchanted garden. blasts errupting around the walls. screams echoing all around me. nothing can keep me down.
The poem
In the distance I fad away, all my life I been running away, hope I never see what happens today. But I still remained wondering about today, what shall I wrote this wonderful day but I remember the day of December and November. All I wonder is why...
Poem
Since the day we first met, I knew it was love, God answered my prayers, you came down from above... You gave me your heart, and taught me to trust, for the first time ever, it was more than just lust... Your sweet loving words, are not...
A Poem
Would you kill me if I asked it? Do you love me that much? I made a call to Jesus, He wouldn't do it. And I heard his love was eternal. What is it to live when you breathe The poisonous thoughts of heart and mind Like air from a paper...
Poem
#3 of old poems o ever the best of friends are we, we three who say, "the best are we!" my friend, my brother, him and me, and my other half completes the three.
A Poem.
WhiteTiger-I roam these empty lands,I don't have any demands,My fur is shimmering red with blood,It looks like iv been rolling in red mud,My race is depleted not many of us left,This has been just like a great Humungous theft,Of life and souls and our...
A poem, this is
Ever feeling the oppresive presence that hovers over me, Just wishing that this repressive curtain would lift. Blood and gore everywhere, leaving debree here and there. Every day feels so short, yet the shadow is so still. Ever looming awareness,...