Silvan : Writing

The Lowest High, The Highest Low, and the Mad Rhythm

The Lowest High, The Highest Low, and the Mad Rhyt..

A Poem by Silvan


Some of my poems tend to be a short story shrouded in a verbose sense of writing. This one takes place around 1904
Talon Song

Talon Song

A Poem by Silvan


Life never ceases to provide simple scenarios that never get old. Imagine a mere second of what is happening within 100 feet of you. More happens than..
What I’ve Known (Opal Hearth)

What I’ve Known (Opal Hearth)

A Poem by Silvan


Written while I was listening to “The Unforgiven II” by Metallica. I’m still trying to figure out what it means specifically.
Door of Profecy

Door of Profecy

A Poem by Silvan


Just something I wrote in a haste. Not sure about my thoughts on it just yet.
Dove

Dove

A Poem by Silvan


I didn't even have to sit down and think, the words just filled my mind...
The Wind Hath Gone Away

The Wind Hath Gone Away

A Poem by Silvan


Sometimes you think you know how the world works, but then it sends you a message.
Emerald Skies

Emerald Skies

A Poem by Silvan


I had writer's block, but I think I got through it. Hopefully I achieved what I wanted.
As Fire Burns

As Fire Burns

A Poem by Silvan


first poem I've done in 3 years. Hopefully I'll get better