Here is a poetry project i just finished up

[Evlorin]

I'm not a fan of these, but i know i am extremely self-critical and therefor know that they could actually appeal to some people.

I am thinking of your soft hair
Driving, head beams glaring down the green trees
Look at the leaves, gently brushed by the breeze
I am happy though, however little is in my favor
Branching out in rampant thought full of fervor
I’m thinking of gray eyes glittering with starlight

I imagine driving, just driving over the ledge
Floating down into the trees, crushing over the ridge
Wheels spinning, muffler booming, engine roaring
Heart rushing, mouth laughing, eyes pouring
I’m thinking of a small nose cute and subtle

They will look back at my life
Look for drama, trauma and clues of strife
They will find plenty, they would in anyone
There is one thing to understand, just one
I’m thinking of your soft curving lips

One is content with death, when cuddled by sadness
One is content with death, when filled by happiness
They will figure I coldly carried the former
In fact I carry the warmth of the latter
I am thinking of your soft hair brushing against,
your beautiful face.

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As with starlight
we are filled
with invisible power,
I won’t let
them take your
field of stars
from my eyes.
They carry guns
They carry death
We carry love
our invisible power.
And if I
pass away from
your starlit eyes
remember only this
As with starlight
we are filled
with invisible power

 

[Evlorin]

Long ass poem

Here's a long ass poem its one of my most hated poems but it also carries a great personal experience with it.

The Storm is Just Finishing

The storm is just finishing
in the sky above,
dark and inconsistent
rain clouds hug
the small area

The smells of wildflowers
fills the cold moist air,
budding wildflowers cast a gorgeous
sunset over the rich forest of
dark, glossy green

The grass glistened with
shimmering sweet drops of dew,
the gorgeous sunset was
pierced by small pins
of starlight

The rain drenched stones
lay scattered amongst the dark forest,
glowing mountains steeping up
piercing through the sunset
absorbed by the stars

The song of a single beautiful
chirping fills the area,
a sorrowful beautiful bird’s
sweet humble song
of tragedy and gloom

The smell of drops
of golden honey overwhelms,
a sweet tasting rainstorm
made of shining blue
drops of fresh dew

You shed a tear of
sparkling crystallite salt,
a sheer euphoria of warm
gold gently caresses your
soft heart

You blink a warm green sea sparkling
With a reflection of stars.
You wipe the tears from your eyes
And smile as you tear up more.

I see a rich forest of dark glossy green covered by a storm dropping dew drops of honey dribbling from a gorgeous sunset, pierced by pins of starlight
in
each beautiful tear,
your sob is a song of bursting beauty

together we walk down a tunnel
of low branches dropping to
connect to the riverbed

The foaming white river
gently glides down,
a roaring white snake
that slides down a
tunnel of trees

The setting sun casts a silhouette of
leaves across the ground,
the dark earth sprouting ropes
of twisting roots and jewels
of shimmering pebbles

A thin wet air
gently clings everywhere,
rays of sunlight clutch lines
of thin droplets
reaching for the river

Disgusting dark orange
scratches the scene,
rusted pipes tear open
the river and gnarled
steel grips a pair of twigs

The river gently crashes down
through the tunnel of trees,
churning a beautiful
song of bursting
beauty

I shed a tear at
gentle guilt that grips me,
the coarse orange
steel grips my
heart

I blink a cold dark ocean
Of mellow blue.
I wipe the tears from my eyes
And sob as I tear up more.

You see a winding white snake with great brown walls rising up from either side, lines of sunlight grasp for the water and a silhouette of leaves blankets the ground
in
each sad tear
my song is a song of tragedy and gloom

we embrace each other
my lips find your pouring eyes
I kiss them

the gorgeous tears melt away my sorrow and we gently fall into it