a rose to be exact,
Or maybe like a brand new gate
that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like a heart that goes
strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
if we didn't have a friend.
Forever Friends!
you'r my friend and that is true,
but the gift was given from me to you.
we went thru moments that were good and bad,
even moments that were happy and sad.
you suported me when i was in tears,
we stuck together when we were in fear,
its really sad that it had to be this way,
but it has reached its very last day.
miles away cant keep us apart,
'cause you'll always be in my heart.
The room is dark it smells like gasoline. How did I get here? And where is here? Foot steps near, loud, and hard. It seems like they're pounding with my heart. Thump, stomp, thump, stomp! I'm so scared,whats going on? I hear a door slide open then a light comes on. I feel like I'm going blind. The foot steps are coming closer this man appears in front of me. He's old and grungy it looks like he works with grease cause hes covered in it. He smiles then he stops and stares at me. I want to scream but, I can't the taste of gas and dirt, fills my lungs. My mouths tied with something. He turns his attention to something behind him, he picks it up. He then turns around and shows it to me. It's a knife, the biggest knife I've ever seen. He puts it to my throat and in those mere seconds I knew I was going to die.
I hit the floor and I awake it was just a dream. Thank God, it was just a dream.
I hit the floor and I awake it was just a dream. Thank God, it was just a dream.
hello everyone! this is a collection of haikus i wrote for a creative writing class awhile ago that i've been thinking of reworking, so i thought i'd get some feedback. let me know what you think :)
on winter mornings
we wake to cold sharp scent of
freshly fallen snow
sunlight glints through trees
no heady summer breeze just
cool and crisp and clean
we dance through the white
(the mist parting like a veil)
snow stained with laughter
reaching for your warmth
i smile at you and wonder
how you smell in spring
on winter mornings
we wake to cold sharp scent of
freshly fallen snow
sunlight glints through trees
no heady summer breeze just
cool and crisp and clean
we dance through the white
(the mist parting like a veil)
snow stained with laughter
reaching for your warmth
i smile at you and wonder
how you smell in spring
Ok, I just came up with this, so its quite unworked if you know what I mean. I figure, I should get it out there and off my chest before I change my mind about a thousand times and this way, your criticisms should (hopefully) help me to edit it. Also, I havent thought of a title, so if you can think of a suitible one I'd love to hear it. ok, be honest:
Hidden words drip
From tooth to tooth
Edging closer, closer.
Lips sealed shut. Trapped.
Minute gaps are found
Oozing through as water.
Rolling down chin,
Picking up pace,
Growing, Changing, evolve
It drops from brink.
Falling, speeding
Splash! and the ripples grow.
Hidden words drip
From tooth to tooth
Edging closer, closer.
Lips sealed shut. Trapped.
Minute gaps are found
Oozing through as water.
Rolling down chin,
Picking up pace,
Growing, Changing, evolve
It drops from brink.
Falling, speeding
Splash! and the ripples grow.
My Life
Eat
Sleep
Repeat
Don't feel
Don’t love
Those bring pain
Don’t feel, don’t love they say
Pain comes, and pain is feared
But I already feel pain
Love is Like a Butterfly
I heard a saying once.
That love is like a butterfly.
Hold it too close and you'll crush it.
Hold it too lose and it'll fly away.
I have lost my love this way.
If only I knew about it before.
But things happen for a reason.
That philosophy will never change.
My love is still out there.
So I will take my net and catch him.
Even if it takes,
One hundred years.
Empty
Can't Feel
Can't Love
Can't Cry
Can't Sing
Can't Speak
Can't Touch
When You've Been Hurt So Bad,
You don't feel at all.
Blackness
What eats away space?
What makes you think of pain?
What takes place of light?
What always takes place of fights?
What makes people cry?
What is a mark of death?
Dark I say.
Blackness
Eat
Sleep
Repeat
Don't feel
Don’t love
Those bring pain
Don’t feel, don’t love they say
Pain comes, and pain is feared
But I already feel pain
Love is Like a Butterfly
I heard a saying once.
That love is like a butterfly.
Hold it too close and you'll crush it.
Hold it too lose and it'll fly away.
I have lost my love this way.
If only I knew about it before.
But things happen for a reason.
That philosophy will never change.
My love is still out there.
So I will take my net and catch him.
Even if it takes,
One hundred years.
Empty
Can't Feel
Can't Love
Can't Cry
Can't Sing
Can't Speak
Can't Touch
When You've Been Hurt So Bad,
You don't feel at all.
Blackness
What eats away space?
What makes you think of pain?
What takes place of light?
What always takes place of fights?
What makes people cry?
What is a mark of death?
Dark I say.
Blackness