The Walnut Tree
#2 of poems a poem i wrote a year or so ago for a friend who was feeling really down. i'll probably upload a few more of my poems here, though don't think i'm straying from writing stories. enjoy! poison courses through her veins.
Morning Cup (Poetry)
#1 of poetry a poem i wrote a little while ago, got the editing done today. this is a more general poem, but i'm going to try and do a few more actual 'furry' poems in the future.
The Game Poem
A poem made for nex_canis for his story the game. this is just a short poem for the story the game by nex\_canis.
The Eyes
Other then that more non poems will be coming soon. (in less then eight months. promise). enjoy the poem. the eyes beware the eyes are watching. nothing escapes them, nothing! try to dodge them, try it.
Poem #87: Living in a Fantasy
#88 of poetry this is a poem for anyone who's been bullied, anyone who's been made fun of or put down by another for any reason. it's a poem for those who just love fantasy, for those who find themselves constantly running away from their problems.
A time before ours.
I don't mind critique if i get it, but if i get a few likes then ill start doing more poems ^_^ thanks guys<3 poem the cold rain from the clouds brought down upon that dismal day, the lambs that fed upon that ground have all but ran away, the trees that grew
Poem #46: El Corazón de Amor
I felt i needed another poem in spanish anyways, so enjoy!
The Night of The Tiger: A Short Poem
Note from author: this is a poem that i wrote quite sometime ago...during my poetic phase.
The Volcano
Another poem i wrote, i am considering making this account just for poetry. not certain. this specific poem is about a volcano, they never talk, nor do they breath, but they are deafeningly loud and forever seethe.
Rain: Taylor's Book
But in her mind, his poems and stories echoed.
Alone Among The Monsters
This poem's theme is likely easily relatable, but it stems from my youth. i'm a christian, but i do not go to church.
Our Paradise, hidden in plain sight.
My first(official) poem, i will probably cringe when i come back looking at this in a few years. i never thought i would maybe end up writing a poem, or have the urge to write more.