PoetChan

What was nature, but for a thing to blame when all of nurture will not a mistake claim? What was nature, but for a place to fill with old nomenclature ...

It begins again. My awareness spins and twirls and churns Until all the worst things fill my mind. I am caught in a tempest. Bewildered and hurt and scared, I ...

The waves on the beach that day, lapped ever so lightly against the coast. The waves unfurled themselves just like the delicate curls of her tawny tresses, and the image ...

The shining of the silver moon fills the empty space of the night. There is, inside my room the shining of the silver moon. Now, all the flowers that were ...

Don't believe that I'm okay. Just because it's what you want to see, That doesn't mean you should believe what I say. Your excuse is that I'm young and trying ...

I cannot begin to justify my all-encompassing love for you. Some might call it mania. To me, they're my feelings true. You have the one you love, and I must ...

Symphonies could be made to parade my love of you-- we would listen under the shade and symphonies could be made that were written and never played in a metaphor ...

I wandered into the house, noticing immediately that something was wrong. Where was my beloved to greet me at the door? And why was everything off? Immediately, my gut ...