Sunlight blinding me, hair in my face
Auburn streams cascading, a muted roar
Vines binding, memorizing me in place
Lightning touches, surging to explore.
Swollen waves engulf my parted lips,
The essense of aqua flooding my mouth:
Black and brown, our own eclipse-
Aligned fate, like north to south.
Eternity giggles inside this kiss,
Euphoria smiles at this fortune
Serenity's music, we will not miss;
Serenade tonight, oh no misfortune.
Take my hand princess of spring,
Take me away and crown me King.














Comments
But there is no way I am going to criticize you
because I don't even know the rules to writing a poem >.<
I just go with the flow lol
but I still think it's good
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Life is like a dream.
Live it before it disappears.
This is very beautiful and I especially love the last stanza. I love your word choice, and descriptions the first two stanzas set a beautiful, and unique mood, setting a lovely tone for the whole sonnet.
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I can behave myself just fine thank you very much!
Wonderful work as always, my friend.
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Writing is like heroin. When youre doing it you're flying and when youre not its all you can think about, but no good can ever come of it and in the end it will ruin your life."
Lisa Desrochers
amazing as usual
gimme yo talent<3
Wait, WHAT??!?!?!
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"My teeth were jail bars, unsurpassable
So those words remained within my head"
Aeziba, 'Tell Me What To Say'.
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((Note me for my Msn))
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"My teeth were jail bars, unsurpassable
So those words remained within my head"
Aeziba, 'Tell Me What To Say'.
[link]
((Note me for my Msn))
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"My teeth were jail bars, unsurpassable
So those words remained within my head"
Aeziba, 'Tell Me What To Say'.
[link]
((Note me for my Msn))
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"My teeth were jail bars, unsurpassable
So those words remained within my head"
Aeziba, 'Tell Me What To Say'.
[link]
((Note me for my Msn))
I suppose that's part of cultivating yourself as a writer, learning how to work within bounds and limitations.
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Writing is like heroin. When youre doing it you're flying and when youre not its all you can think about, but no good can ever come of it and in the end it will ruin your life."
Lisa Desrochers
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