Seekers Tale Part 34
She founded her theory on a small part of a poem she came across in her stories." i can't help but feel curios about that fact as i ask, "what poem was that nerine?"
Liebe beginnt..
#1 of poems selbst wenn ich gedichte über die liebe schreibe kommt am ende so etwas heraus. ^^" **liebe beginnt..** es ist dunkel, es ist nacht, hab' zuviel zeit allein verbracht.
Poetry for (Message deleted) XD
I usually release poems in my journals, but i want to make this one a "story" to test which gets a better response/viewing. also im not good at serious titles soooo...
Gifts, Curses, Blessings
With many abuzz with angelina jolie's upcoming appearance as the evil maleficent, here's a poem inspired by the original sleeping beauty tale by charles perrault.
Undying Fire
This is the first serious poem i ever wrote. originally for school, i was very serious about doing a good job.
Offerings to the Serpent
Something was wrong, the sinewy panther could plainly tell, and beating the other male senseless to hand him over to poem of summer for punishment wasn't going to get to the bottom of it.
Poem: Smiling Mirage
So, this poem is a bit fantastical. not to go into too much detail, but there's a fur i care for, and the random thought of "what if i went to meet her?" sprung up in my head.
Scales of Colour
A short poem i wrote out during a nice lazy wednesday. enjoy folks!
A Love and a Half (poem)
I know this poem might be a little off, so if you don't like it, blame it on my younger self. and now, i present to you, a love and a half there was once a lonely man, whom when he sings, it never stands.
Aroused and pleasure - Afteel X Kayotic
Art from brittney henderson on facebook poem: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/rageofsoul2319 late at night, the screen shows porn, afteel watches, straight till morn. but soon comes 12, the dead of night, and afteel recieves, her newest fright.
Wake Up Call (Concrete Poem)
A concrete poem about a wolf wake up call by danath \* \* \* thick and veiny round and heavy plump veins, tip drips ridged, strong, and stout there's no such thing as having too much wolf especially one that's so eager & promisingly
Compact and Extend
#1 of poems my parts inside still compact and extend: one at night, and the other with the day. beneath your weight i continue to bend, though with far fewer pieces since this home has changed. if i asked, would you tell me where he's gone?