Time
Time, Even the slightest motion of the air can disturb the water, The ripples will travel slow but steadily, Until you finally become aware, That you are not the same as you were back then... Motivations are now aggravations, What was wise has...
Creative Writing Prompt #5: Tone
_Anger_ They were both sitting in a tiny room, bare except for the table between them and the chairs they were sitting in. One of these men was smiling cruelly. The other stared at him with hard eyes. His fists were clenched, his heart was pounding,...
Poem #58: It
_It_ I don't have any words to say What is making me feel this way A description of my thoughts Is not available to see I can only do my best And try Something grows in my chest A thing not physical (Causing the effects of one) It pokes...
Poem #15: Feelings
#15 of poetry a poem about emotions themselves, and how important they are.
Hazy Thoughts
Awake at night, wondering if there's such thing as a brighter place. Could such a world be out there? Or is it here? Is it possible? Then I am reminded it's in my head. It's in my dreams and it's in my hopeful thoughts. Morning comes...
Is it?
Hollow words on an empty paper. Deaf words to arrogant ears. Is it braver to feign ignorance Or to stand up and try?
What Love really is..
#1 of non furry this brings up a lot of old emotions from when i was with an ex around july.. sigh i don't want to come off as nasty, and trust me it will sound it, but there are so many people who think they love someone.
A Tribute to those two bastards fucking around in my head: Logic and Emotion.
I delve into the shallow waters of my thoughts, feeling their warmth and pleasure assail me in a flurry of curiosity and joy. Here is not where I stop however. Farther, farther and deeper do I plunge as the ocean grows colder amongst its depth. The...
soul
the sweet moonlit night dark and bright falls still. all in its grasp they lay still motionless. cold creeps into the soul as lonesome and bitter the tears well and freeze. life a haze as the mist of loss cuts, its knife rigged and cold as it lays a...
In Thought
As much as I can hold to hate the things that I do, I hate what I've become out of my past actions. Love has torn me apart from the inside out and broke me down. As life goes on, I start to find no point in rebuilding on soiled grounds. Consistency; a...
Empty Field
Empty Field He walked across a barren field As he looked up and began to yield His hand across a moonlit sky As he gave a smile and began to sigh "I've done about all i can do And done it all just for you two" He then looked down and...
Fear
In time, it dawns on both of us, we have been looking for each other even though we did not know it. we are one, two halves of the same being, our energies intwine. connecting through so many ways that it becomes something more than love, more then emotion