Alright as you can see this is for poetry. i enjoy writing poetry, reading poetry, i even think of it as my native language. so i will continue to post my poetry here, in the hope that some understand me.
I don't really expect much feedback on my poetry, but i am always open for conversation, and will listen to what you have to say.
i will continue to update when ever i feel poetic.
i hope you enjoy this unique view of my thoughts, and soul.
I saw death in a tea cup, he was having the time of his life,
I was at a festival with my family and friends waiting in line for a ride de, I saw something until now I denied,
There was a man dressed in black swirling and twirling alone, it didn't bother him that no one else would go on,
Later on in a tent getting my fortune read, she told me I had encountered the dead,
It wasn't my hand that told her, so I leaned forward and said,
I saw death in a tea cup, he was having the time of his life, he was swirling and twirling the image has burned itself into my mind.
I got the inspiration for this a few years ago and wrote it down. I had unknowingly spilled something on one of my works. The stain left was a nothing more than a dark stain but I could see what looked like a skull in top hat and cloak, smiling from the shape of a tea cup.
road killed friend
i know it wasnt so long ago
you were happy and tried to cross
the road
dont dissapeare and dont fret
dont worry now that your dead
i know that your gone
i know that they ran over
your furry little head
dont be scared at the place that i sent you
my friends are and will care for you
dont be sad i covered you with moss
its better than lying where you crossed
i first passed slowing for a kill
facinated by the body so still
first glace i thought you where a fox
second i was saddened as i saw your face
you shouldnt have been out here in the first place
your smoothe ginger fur still so clean
and less blood than expected
face was distord from the horror
and riggar just set from the scene
no one should run you over again
was bad enough they ran you down then
i know it wasnt so long ago
you were happy and tried to cross
the road
dont disapeare and dont fret
dont worry now that your dead
i know that your gone
i know that they ran over
your furry little head
dont be scared at the place that i sent you
my friends are and will care for you
dont be sad i covered you with moss
its better than lying where you crossed
ok, i made this for the road kill cat.good bye dear friend, i may never know you nor where you where headed. i may never know where you came from or your owner, but know that i met you once when you where dead and i will miss you.
True friends
And berfore you crossover
turn and look back,
turn and see all who
are still with you,
turn to those who
accept this end,
turn to those who
deserve to be
your friend.
i just made this on the spot for an ecard
dont loose faith in those who cannot see,
nor sight of that which matters,
all can be forgiven, yet all can be lost,
remember it is the kindness of a friend that is free,
do not despair for what seems gone,
nor what you think never was,
all that is apparent can change in the light,
remember each friend brings a different song,
do not forget the days of the past,
nor the trust you still have,
all that once was can still be,
remember unless diverted the trust of a friend will always last,
note this: as a fellow being i am understanding, and as a friend i trust you, you have never lost my trust nor theres, like me they may be bussy working,
this was inspired by a friend on gaia asking if all her friends nolonger have her trust, i sent it to her just now, i had limited characters to work with as well,
