#1
c4c, leave a link please



and upon You I see the way the wind should flow
and the faults in which it halts,
it’s thick volume that surrounds all things,
and it’s ironic ethereal being
only felt as a breeze.

and upon You I see the way we all should be;
yet still I refuse to accept this is just a dream.
Last edited by thefoundationof at Aug 22, 2010,
#2
its not brilliant but not even close to bad either. i have some problem with the last two lines of first stanza but the rest is good!! is it a song or a poem??
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I write poetry
And it sucks.