My Poetry. My world.

Describes how my poetry makes me feel.

I love the feeling I get,

When I write my words into poetry.

It's like I'm looking into a world,

That no one can see as easily as me.

When I'm in my poetic mood,

I often times feel a little blue.

Within my words are always hints,

To the way I feel about you.

I can't stand,

Being ripped away from this place.

My place where my mind can be free,

From all time and space.

When you read these words,

What is it you think?

I think of him,

And how easily my heart can sink.

This place of calm,

And this place of rest.

The feel so nice to me,

And can bring out my best.

How many more days,

Will I be able to be lost in thought?

How much more can I possibly contemplate,

Before my mind begins to finally rot?

These answers are some that I may never know...

Now the chimes are ringing,

Signaling my time.

It's time for me to go.

Author's Note

Grammar errors, criticism, suggestions.

Reviews

[Silent Knight]

very beautiful write.

[Erinne S.]

First off, I love the picture you chose for this poem. It is mysterious and mystical (at least to me) From what I can see there were no grammatical errors, but I was so enchanted by the way you wrote this that I may have missed any if there were even any there. I loved the desriptions you placed within this piece as well. They were perfect for the mindset that you want the reader to be in while reading this. I have nothing to criticize... it was beautiful :)

~Erinne