The Game of the Seasons |
The bold sunfeeds ripened air,while keeping its patientsrosey but fair.
Temperature rises,while minds, they strayalready embracing this different day.
Chilled by the minus,it shocks through the layers...
Posted by Annie Law on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 01:29:00 PST |
Riddles of Love |
Twirling and whirling, Taking all of our mind.Our bodies are freed, From where they once were confined.
Held up to star land, It opens our eyesWe wake for these moments, Morning or night.
Absolutely b...
Posted by Annie Law on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 01:16:00 PST |
Dear Diary |
Dear diary what can you doShe's living in a hell that she can't pull through.She writes everyday and wonders whos thereTo answer for her, her unanswered prayers.
She never believed, she neve...
Posted by Annie Law on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 01:07:00 PST |
The Dissappearing Days (another bloody poem) |
Does anyone really think about themself, or just the person they're supposed to be,Influenced by the sound of feet down an unfamiliar street...
That echo never leaves.
Its rings through and through 't...
Posted by Annie Law on Sat, 10 Feb 2007 07:35:00 PST |
Never. |
A hearts been throught allMagic and loveJumped through all the boundriesOnly to be beaten
By one simple drop of a wordCareless and deadSaid out of expectationOnly to kill
What word has been saidLove o...
Posted by Annie Law on Wed, 17 May 2006 10:52:00 PST |
