I'm burning in the flames...
Would you still try to embrace me even if I'm set ablaze?
Purify the tainted with flame...
Isn't that right?
No one grieved for me,
Even though I was trapped lamenting endlessly...
And as I cried out desperately
"Someone please answer me!"
No one noticed because they refused to open their eyes...
You have to find the future...
With your own eyes!
Can you see a miracle?
If it's possible to wipe away this suffering,
Then keep walking this path of knowledge
I'm bleeding out again...
It's so painful that I can't see anything!
I'm burning in the flames...
Will you still love me even if I where to burn in he
Haiku
Haikus have three lines.
5 syllables at edges,
7 at middle.
Started in Japan,
They provide nature's insight;
Poetry galore.
So take a step back,
Think back on your memories,
Then sit back. Enjoy!
I sent you an angel, of whom you love
Some one to protect you from up above
I knew he was someone you had missed
And as you slept, your forehead he kissed
A man you had promised never to betray
A promise you kept even to this very day
You loved him so dear, that you won't start anew
It may not seem so, but he did love you too.
His life may have ended while he was young
But for you, there is always a song to be sung
"Don't cry when i'm gone, you're to beautiful my dove."
"I know What I did was wrong, When I left you my love."
I know its hard, but its time to smile
He'll be happy if it stayed for a while
He loved you so much, but I'm sure yo
How To Show A Girl She Can Love Herself by CrumbledWings, literature
Literature
How To Show A Girl She Can Love Herself
When you see her cry
you get a rag,
a gentle delicate clothe
lovingly grasp her hand
and dab its tip
to dry each tear as they come
and ask each drop
why it'd leave
such beautiful eyes.
If she wishes
to be in the sky
Tell her to go
Take the sun ransom
And replace it in the sky
So you can see her every morning
and plead for her
To return each night.
When you see her scars
Both visible
And non
touch each
gently like you might
caress the broken wing
Of a dove
and remind her
that for every hurt
that she's survived
has only made her
that much more unique
that much stronger.
Show her that she is worthy of love
That she deserves the love
she
The sun shines down on us,
it gently touches my skin
giving me a sense of love and belonging.
And I know that the same sun is bright above your head.
The rays warming your skin.
So even when you're miles away from me,
I feel like I'm still with you.
When Pretense is No More by Pyrokinesis666, literature
Literature
When Pretense is No More
Only one out of seven billion,
Would it matter?
Perhaps,
But only to a few.
This is pathetic,
But wallowing in the dark, vile grime that is sorrow feels so much better,
Than trying to force oneself to be something one cannot be.
Ripped flesh and the precious, red liquid that is not wine,
They treat,
But they do not cure.
Music soothes,
The right song is so sweet, one can almost taste it,
Though it only lasts so long.
There is but one permanent solution,
Everyone does it,
Yet I am scared to death of it.
I'm going to Hell,
Or am I?
I certainly hope so,
I don't like the alternative.
Only one out of seven billion,
Would it ma
Valentines Day by invisiblegirl8238234, literature
Literature
Valentines Day
Valentines Day is a day that people celebrate eachother,
they show their love and affection to one another.
They remind people that they care.
But why do we have a day celebrating what we should do everyday?
Everyday we should make sure our family and friends know that we care for them.
Because sometimes we forget that.
It's easy to be yourself in the shadows,
no one is there to tell you you're doing something wrong.
But life wasn't meant to be easy,
you have to step out of the shadows sometimes and let your talents shine,
you need to speak you mind,
show the world that you belong here,
and just be yourself.
Because if you don't
who will?
Mistakes...
one word
creates regret, humiliation.
some mistakes are visible,
some happen at the wrong time,
some are never known.
People always make mistakes,
it's a part of life.
most of the time you learn from them,
or you make them again.
My biggest mistake....
being born.