Angels-Symphony

I’m filled to the brim with emptiness, a shell without a soul(.) A skeleton still rising, cheating the Earth of rationed breath(.)

A/N: So this a poem I wrote for my best friend (*ahem* fluteluvr77). Go and tell her how epically amazing she is. :D Now, onto the poem: We bonded over ...

Look past my depths. Look through me, To a darkness beyond, A blank wall. Succinct and Pertinent. Long-winded flames and Inspirational, enlightening light. Consistently inconsistent. I flare high and

*This is my random over the top with metaphors poem. Enjoy!* This is my story I'll write it like I please It's my fairytale

It is in the nature of the lies we speak. Falling into murky liquid pools. Permanence of the deception at its peak. Deaf to the silence, which was amended with ...

Soulmate One very lurid and rainy night, one very reckless driver's sight paid no mind to the red traffic light, nor to the wayfarer, who had the right. As the ...

My Skin It disguises my feelings(;) it hides my heart. It covers the nerve you're killing(no comma) and sets me apart. Why have you done this? It's almost a sin. ...

The silky green grass begins to shimmer under a light that's growing dimmer. We lie on our backs(no comma) and gaze at the sun, hands intertwined. (t)he day is nearly ...

I Used To Fly I used to fly with my wings outstretched. I'd soar so high, my bliss almost far fetched.

ugh it's missing something, and it's weak and just so...so...eww. I hate this one. :( __________________________________________ When the sun slowly falls, and the silver moon may rise, I escape into ...

Please be aware that I wrote this poem through boredom, therefore, you might call it strange. I doubt if this is a poem at all. If you are likely to ...

Fading Star Oh how bright your smile!

This is my first attempt at fanfiction, while my other story is stuck on writer's block for now.... The rain fell in curtains, drawing across the city’s upper level. It ...

Perfect is just a word, But it causes so much pain. Pressure, yet another word That I look on with disdain. Aching, I criticize myself, Because I am not good ...

The form of pure torture(no comma) is sliding down my cheek.