Warrior Princess

Ah, the teen years....yes, I have been in a situation like the one described....good times, good times. The poem (if I may call it so?) is somewhat disjointed, as if ...

Galloping, galloping, ride through the night, Before you the darkness, behind you the light. You outrun the beat of your heart in your flight: The choice now before you, to ...

Oh my gosh wow i didnt expect such great feedback! your reviews literally made my day. Im so glad u liked it. THank you so much!

I am the fire That wakes from the ashes I am the light At the end of this tunnel I am the eyes That see a new horizon I am ...

Before our death, we briefly thrive Enchanted, wild, free, alive Sweet madness that consumes this life Of love and hatred, ceaseless strife Hurling ourselves from a dizzying height We paint ...

haha that was great. i hate to just repeat what everybody else is saying but it would make a pretty darn good rap verse lol. tell your little bro hi ...

Ello there, sweet. I see you have joined the brave band of poets throughout history who have dared to write about the great mystery they call Love. Actually, I must ...

Thanks! the funny thing is, I wrote every single one of those while taking the ACT test because I finished really early and was bored lol. im glad u like ...

aw you guys are too nice. muchas gracias! i love the sea and it inspires many of my poems. this was actually composed while standing in the breaking surf and ...

The violet stardust Softly falling to the earth Glittering heaven Grey souls and shadows Cold and silent, whisper in The dark before dawn The moonlight flashes On his blade, silver ...

The sea rolls over frozen lands and under empty skies; The sea gulls fade into the sun and call their last goodbye. Voices in the wind and waves and echoes ...

A star looks down upon the earth, a diamond heart that burns On black coals at the midnight's birth, while constellations turn. O brilliant star, a queen upon the ebony ...

red on black blue on gold and not a drop to drink one three six five dance to dust drink the moon and wear the sun around your finger for ...

Okay that totally made no sense and that was exactly why I liked it! The punctuation was bit emily dickinsonish, and I can't say i prefer that style, but to ...

O prison cell, surrounding me with bars like burnished spears, In this silent tomb the echoes of my life are all I hear. The key was buried long ago, in ...