witchlinkk

Layout powered by HOT FreeLayoutsIt's not the pain thats in a name, It's not the name that is to blame. A word has no feelings there, It lacks descriptive phrase to share.How can you "read" the pain I feel? It burns so deep and will not heal. Can you describe these tears that fall? They're mass, they're volume, thats all.And of the waking, sleepless nights, Whose only friends are noiseless lights. It's rest you want, but sleep you fight, Each precious hour, with all your might.You hear a voice, faint and clear, And look to see if someone's there. The voice was only in your mind, A hopeless dream that was not kind.How can one's soul hold so much pain? Deception and lies are all to blame! A trusting heart, turned cryptic note, With lines of love so poorly wrote.How can sunny days look so gray? When watching seagulls laugh and play. Deep down inside of me there lies, Springkissed days and summer skies.By and by, these days will go away, They've come before and did not stay. What do you do, the time they're here? You hear the fall of one more tear. linkkWolf :Today the sky has turned to gray, insisting to hide the blue away. Pounding steps, through the forest run, lurking in shadows, from the hidden sun. Keenly looking, from here to there, panting noises, they seem to share.All together, they move as one, completeing tasks, yet un done. Towering trees are all around, crowning the lush underground. To day there are no rays of light, to compromise, their keen sight.They hear a rustling in the near by wood, they stop and listen ,wondering if they should. Standing still, making not a sound, as they, all slowly, gaze around. Their all young and in their prime, they turn and look at the same time.Once again, they leap and run, each pounding step in unison. Every heart, drumns out a beat, antisipating, what they will meet. Advancing on, they close the gap, spredding out, to form a trap.They see their pray, it's just ahead. Their teeth are strong, to tare and shread. The scent is strong, that lures them on, but suddenly , they see, a pentagon! She says "I'm sorry my friends but not today" "you must let this one get away"They looked up at her, with saddened eyes, raised their heads, and sang out crys. Their songs were heard through out the land, these mighty beasts strong and grand. They heard a sound and turned away, there still, maybe hope, for them today.by linkkCLICK BELOW THE BLUE BOX TO HEAR SOME OF MY POEMS