Dreams of you...
Ashes of her ecstasy
like withered flowers in autumns cold arms
a shadows passed into my eyes
you pour inside my mind
August dies in endless rhymes
alone in time and tears
golden halls and carousels
forgotten with the years
her rapture to awaken
I creep beneath the eves
where moonlight rains upon her love
like starlight through the leaves
a whisper to awake my soul
she called to me through time
to claim her heart asleep within
and meld her love in mine
Aglow with fireflies light
she caught this whispered stare
a taste of jasmine breeze
embrace my dreams with lusting care
in falling mist she waits for me
the unlit nights of silent screams
a vision of the love she needs
she lost her mind to Vampire dreams
This is something I wrote a long time ago. I think it may be one of the first things I ever tried to pass off as a poem.
Not yet as descriptive, but you can feel the push to want to be it you really look deep.
So tell me what you think and if you really think it's bad, just bear in mind that I was only 4 years old when I wrote it.
j/k
glassvampire
Full Version: Dreams of you...
Excellent as usual GV
and superb for a 4 year old
This is my favorite verse:
and superb for a 4 year old
This is my favorite verse:
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her rapture to awaken
I creep beneath the eves
where moonlight rains upon her love
like starlight through the leaves
I creep beneath the eves
where moonlight rains upon her love
like starlight through the leaves
Loved it. Nice work 
Wow...GV, I especially love this stanza:
Ashes of her ecstasy
like withered flowers in autumns cold arms
a shadows passed into my eyes
you pour inside my mind
in your words..."coolness".
Ashes of her ecstasy
like withered flowers in autumns cold arms
a shadows passed into my eyes
you pour inside my mind
in your words..."coolness".
QUOTE(Inner Space @ Jun 25 2007, 04:14 PM) 
in your words..."coolness".
My words?
I uh, ...
I dont think I've ever said that...
have I?
QUOTE(glassvampire @ Jun 20 2007, 09:13 PM)
Dreams of you...
Ashes of her ecstasy
like withered flowers in autumns cold arms
a shadows passed into my eyes
you pour inside my mind
August dies in endless rhymes
alone in time and tears
golden halls and carousels
forgotten with the years
her rapture to awaken
I creep beneath the eves
where moonlight rains upon her love
like starlight through the leaves
a whisper to awake my soul
she called to me through time
to claim her heart asleep within
and meld her love in mine
Aglow with fireflies light
she caught this whispered stare
a taste of jasmine breeze
embrace my dreams with lusting care
in falling mist she waits for me
the unlit nights of silent screams
a vision of the love she needs
she lost her mind to Vampire dreams
This is something I wrote a long time ago. I think it may be one of the first things I ever tried to pass off as a poem.
Not yet as descriptive, but you can feel the push to want to be it you really look deep.
So tell me what you think and if you really think it's bad, just bear in mind that I was only 4 years old when I wrote it.
j/k
glassvampire
Ashes of her ecstasy
like withered flowers in autumns cold arms
a shadows passed into my eyes
you pour inside my mind
August dies in endless rhymes
alone in time and tears
golden halls and carousels
forgotten with the years
her rapture to awaken
I creep beneath the eves
where moonlight rains upon her love
like starlight through the leaves
a whisper to awake my soul
she called to me through time
to claim her heart asleep within
and meld her love in mine
Aglow with fireflies light
she caught this whispered stare
a taste of jasmine breeze
embrace my dreams with lusting care
in falling mist she waits for me
the unlit nights of silent screams
a vision of the love she needs
she lost her mind to Vampire dreams
This is something I wrote a long time ago. I think it may be one of the first things I ever tried to pass off as a poem.
Not yet as descriptive, but you can feel the push to want to be it you really look deep.
So tell me what you think and if you really think it's bad, just bear in mind that I was only 4 years old when I wrote it.
j/k
glassvampire
You wrote this when you were four??? or was that 31? lol
Very nice poem.
now i have something to look at here in this forum. nice poem.
QUOTE(LiGhTyAgAmi @ Aug 29 2007, 09:49 AM)
now i have something to look at here in this forum. nice poem.
Thanks man!
QUOTE(cruzer @ Aug 17 2007, 11:43 PM)
Very nice poem.
Hey now... don't go all gushing over it there
I'm glad you liked it, I wrote it for you
QUOTE(glassvampire @ Aug 29 2007, 05:48 PM)
Hey now... don't go all gushing over it there
I'm glad you liked it, I wrote it for you
I'm glad you liked it, I wrote it for you
"Such a lucky girl am I," she said, aglow with fireflies light...It's good and you know it!
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