Ok, I write poems from the people and the things I see, the things i know and the things I wish would happen to me. I am pretty young for this, but I am truly passionate about my writing. I might not write the things you all like, but we're all different. Review as honestly as you like, cos I have no idea how to. Anyway...
Eternal Snow
The snow is falling,
White flakes of wonder,
Littering our old earth
Creating a blank canvas,
free to fill it however we want to,
new hopes, new wishes,
a new page, a fresh start
The snow is falling,
making the land pure white,
pure enough to see lovers light,
exposing lost shadows,
seeing new buds peering out from underneath the frozen earth
The snow stops,
the night still,
but when we rise,
we will already have began to make our mark
Filling each new space,
the way we choose,
no doubts, no shaken heads,
just pure white, cold fingers, frozen footsteps,
whispered songs of the wind,
and young love as pure as winter snow
The snow melts,
but we never really forget
We always remember...
A kiss is as fragile as snow, but at eternal as the sun
