Blue NEW!!! actually quite nice, if I do say so myself...
Sophistry is a synonym for lies.
Meus Mater is for my mom.
She is very unappreciated, especially by me. I was out of $$$ so I gave her this a present.
If I I like this one. It's like if you
were a flower, I'd be a bee but on very intelligent terms. Finally I wrote one that is near happy.
Well... almost...
To My Friend is about the lies of
friendship & the mistrusting attitude it can give people.
CrimsonThis poem is about
finding yourself not what other people see in you. It's kind of about going through a whole ritual just to
find you again at the end of the process.
Pain is about the pains of love. I
do many of my writings when my moods are very strong. Those are usually manic moods or depressed
moods. This one, like many of my poems, is based around one line that I like, it being the first line, then I
went from there. It's like the pain of love & how it can break a person.
Silver This poem is about
someone that loves me but I love, but only friend-wise. It is about the pain the runs through my soul every
time I can't say the words to tell them how I feel.
Calenture This is my first
published poem. They chopped it up when they published it in Write On, but this is the
unabridged, non-choppy version. This is about the lonely side of romantic love. I was thinking about
someone I love, but this time they didn't love me. Bleed is about an odd-sort of like
sadomasochist fetish. You just have to read it. It's written in A Clockwork Orange dialect.
What I Know: My best friend
left to go with her boyfriend right when I really need to talk. This is my feelings on that. Curse This is about having a hex &
trying to remove it by magick.
Existence This is one of my 2
7 Stages of Man -esque poems.
Life is the second one.
Wish is about wanting to die
before my friends. Yes, I was in a non-manic (making it a depressive) moods. I was thinking what I would
do if I watched my friends die, because most of them are a bit older than me. I figure I can handle it but
not well. Anyways.
Nicola Oratia Meret This next
one is dedicated to my best friend who is there forever & always & sometimes that makes me feel bad so I
wrote her a poem & never let her read it... I guess she can now, though...
Whispering Banes My
ex-nieghbour, David Slay, used to tell me stories about a fictional charecter named Whispering Banes.
This is my version.
Today I stayed home on
sick-leave for 2 weeks to try & sort out things with my boyfriend & nothing came of it but this. Yes,
another poem about wanting someone & them not being there.
I Need is about needing different
things. It's not my best work but, go ahead.
Friday's Thoughts is my
thoughts... written on a Friday...
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