SilentWords's Poetry
All the pretty flowers - you can not make new memories with what is dead, its a hard lesson to learn
The torso of pain wears my limbs with such power - No one can help, no one, I asked them all.
The walk of Suicide - This is a very short poem about pain.
When life refuses to go on - This is..once again.. a new style for me, I have always stayed away from this form, but I needed a challenge... Tell me what you think..... AND yes its sad, what did you expect??
Burning image - Umm, this is a short poem. I was not going to post it, but MonkeyBoy talked me into it. So I give him alot of credit.
Grow up - This is just another angry poem.. nothing great. I just needed to vent, and feel a tab better now for doing so.
Sylvia - I wrote this poem for my favortie poet Mrs. Sylvia Plath. Sometimes her words feel like my blood.
reconnection - Are you ready for this?? ……… I wrote a Love poem! Yes, I am just as shocked as you. I tried something new, and tried to leave the dark out of this one. Hope you like...
Child - the older we get.... the more we lose, the more we hate..
A pattern of Death - Have you ever wondered why death takes the wise, the kind, the ones whom lived their lives with a full heart? Why the good ones always go first? I have been pondering that question alot this morning,