After reading serval other peoples poetry i relize that mine is nothing like theirs, which leads me to worry you may not completly get what i've wrote about. However i still want to hear your opinions. I will only post 3 of my best, 3 peices of my soul. Be gentle..
To my darling ex~
My eyes can't see
My heart won't feel
And now look what you did to me
Fallen from the sky
As i sink to hell, i let the ground close in around me
The last image i can see is a ice angel praying for me.
When i was feeling alone~
An immortal painting, like crieth,
Envisioned only in dreams.
Facade stellar- silver stardrop tears,
Falling- out of a portrayed shattered mirror.
Black on gold with silver lining-
Crimson on grey, ever so shinning.
Outcasted by the moons pale glow.
Miryd mazes of maythem and pain.
(Never quite finished it...)
To one whom i loved, and destroied my soul
How her lips catch the light
like a crimson desert rose
makeing her seem like the only thing alive
How her eyes cool,bright and clear
glimmering like the stars are near
How her hair,it flows
like a rangeing infreno
on a hot summer night
As for her body it
shimmers in the moonlight
but she isnt there
because shes my fallen angel
(Nevermind the grammar/typos etc too lazy to edit.. its old.. like 3 years old..)