Bludeville: Something is knocking on the door of my mind,
Something is pushing against the lids of my eyes.
I keep my eyes tightly closed to hold it all in,
I keep my mind closed to let it stay in.
The feelings I feel that threaten to drown me,
The feelings I feel that wont just let me be.
The tears that tell a story of their own,
The love that comes from feeling accepted and appreciated.


Thanks to all of you that read my poem (I know it cant have been that easy ;-) and to those that liked it, whether or not you voted, Thanks again

Like a soulful song, your words whispered hope to a withering heart.

A lucky bastard he must be
To whom dose costly fragrance you poured

Naw ma heart can't but burn
Ƒoя your rain and uя claim
Ƒoя
Like d call of a drowsy dance at dawn, your line wine beckons to d oil, with which i once wished i lived eternal.

To dart and to dab
Each stroke a beauty
Each beauty a master class


Romance me i pray thee, thou sleek gift of d gab
Oh royal raiment of pure ruby
Smile
Ƒoя to your grace dis day i lay.

^^

Flytefalls got ma vote

Flytefall gets my vote followed by Bluedville

I vote flytefall's. It's deep; it's morbid, creepy, depressing, romantic.