Submissions by SilverMoon (Miranda)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Vampyre Flower
I am a wilted flower coiled in darkness
Boiling in sweet bloods
Sinking from my ground in days that flood
Has it's never end
My struggle to become opaque
I can be simple
I may be kind
But don't you think to take a walk in my mind
May you think I can't be true
In fact I can most likely feel right through you
Now, tell me what you see
Raindrops fall from skies thattaunt
Memories won't leave the times that I used to haunt
Now as I stop and stare
I find how great it would be to live unaware
Eternity I find is the only...
Boiling in sweet bloods
Sinking from my ground in days that flood
Has it's never end
My struggle to become opaque
I can be simple
I may be kind
But don't you think to take a walk in my mind
May you think I can't be true
In fact I can most likely feel right through you
Now, tell me what you see
Raindrops fall from skies thattaunt
Memories won't leave the times that I used to haunt
Now as I stop and stare
I find how great it would be to live unaware
Eternity I find is the only...
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Over Time
As I look back, over time
I see a path that led me to a state
Finding closure in the shelter my fear has disclosed
I find that my walk and talk is a manacan's favorite pose
Love has left me cold, shaken alive from the hands
That pulled my soul from its comfortedcorridor
Cringing at the thoughts my paranoia demands
Overtime is my official word
The word that decribes my habitual identity
Running through, cutting into my insecurity
Mirrors only betray what pains me to see
The person turned into a monster I now claim to be
So with this new wave...
I see a path that led me to a state
Finding closure in the shelter my fear has disclosed
I find that my walk and talk is a manacan's favorite pose
Love has left me cold, shaken alive from the hands
That pulled my soul from its comfortedcorridor
Cringing at the thoughts my paranoia demands
Overtime is my official word
The word that decribes my habitual identity
Running through, cutting into my insecurity
Mirrors only betray what pains me to see
The person turned into a monster I now claim to be
So with this new wave...
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Fear of Love
The depth of something crisp is deepening
Deep within my soul's secert desire
Driving me mad and I can't admit
That it's you I miss
It cannot be true
I can't allow myself to fall for you
I could dream, I could write, I would fight
But your heart still lingers in the air
So now as it frees it will never harbor back inside
Never, ever again
When I know either way that nothing will spur
From the feelings that violently stir
When I know that it is too late for hope
Nothing will ever amount from what elopes
I cannot help that it's...
Deep within my soul's secert desire
Driving me mad and I can't admit
That it's you I miss
It cannot be true
I can't allow myself to fall for you
I could dream, I could write, I would fight
But your heart still lingers in the air
So now as it frees it will never harbor back inside
Never, ever again
When I know either way that nothing will spur
From the feelings that violently stir
When I know that it is too late for hope
Nothing will ever amount from what elopes
I cannot help that it's...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by SilverMoon (Miranda)