Winter's Cold Bite by flowerzofthemoon, literature
Literature
Winter's Cold Bite
Winter approaches,
With biting winds,
Spirits low,
And covered in snow,
Noses are red,
Lips chapped and sore,
Lifeless eyes,
Hands hurting raw,
The chimney's smoke,
Rises and falls,
Dark houses,
Locked up doors,
The death of the sun,
Saddens the world,
Bare trees,
Bodies are cold,
Clouded windows,
Keep out the cold,
Sorrow times,
Of stories told.
Green Eyes of Jealousy by flowerzofthemoon, literature
Literature
Green Eyes of Jealousy
White-hot jets of furry pass through my veins,
While sadness glistens in tears of rain,
His lips scar her skin leaving a mark,
Haunted by emotions concealed in the dark,
The cold stab of jealousy pierces my skin,
He wanted me out so she could come in,
The cloud of gloom whispers my name,
Luring and tempting I cannot be tamed,
Emotions rising,
It's all too much,
You can feel them coming,
With the slightest touch,
The waterfall leaks out,
Without permission,
Even through resistance,
Your wet face glistens,
You're drowning in a world,
That know one can grasp,
That world full of tears,
That anger does clasp.
Like a water coloured painting,
The leaves swirl in clusters,
Of coloured sparks,
Then fall with emence grace,
And beauty,
Like the swan,
Landing softly and then gliding,
With the wind,
On a smooth sheet of glass.
Like crimson dust, they scatter,
Onlookers stop to strare,
At the vibrant colours,
Artist's dreams have come true,
When their eyes fall upon,
At this magnificent sight,
And gaze for hours inspiration flooding them.
Look up, see a canopy,
Of leaves intertwined with many branches,
It is soon the time for winter,
When Jack Frost comes out,
And encrusts the once beatiful leaves,
In a coat of diamonds.
heart beats steadily faster,
he walks near,
sounds disapear,
the world around becomes blurry, faint,
his footsteps echoe loudly inside your own world,
he comes closer,
his hand upon your neck,
the only feeling on your skin,
the only thing that matters
his soft lips caress yours,
you kno it's wrong,
but yet it feels so right...
Green Eyes of Jealousy by flowerzofthemoon, literature
Literature
Green Eyes of Jealousy
White-hot jets of furry pass through my veins,
While sadness glistens in tears of rain,
His lips scar her skin leaving a mark,
Haunted by emotions concealed in the dark,
The cold stab of jealousy pierces my skin,
He wanted me out so she could come in,
The cloud of gloom whispers my name,
Luring and tempting I cannot be tamed,
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hey. i'm about to put up some drawings i did but i'm not sure how they're going to come out cos i photographed them..., so keep an eye out for them! and plz comment, because i could use the advice!
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