Poetry… an art form in which we humans express our feelings through words… We play around with the rhythms, styles, and arrangements… trying to find what will truly bring out the right impressions and truly convey its message.
If I read a book and it makes my body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson
I have been interested in poetry for about a year and a half now. When I’m feeling restless or tired from life, I go read a few poems, which helps ease my mind with it’s mystical, magical powers. The sites that I most often visit are family friend poems and poetry foundation.
I made this poem a little while back, but I consider it my best creation:
Winter’s Loneliness:
Walking through this icy land,
Wishing for someone to hold my hand.
Feeling the cold upon my fingers,
Wishing for warmth that never lingers.
White swirling all around,
A dreary silence, an awful sound.
Trees white and bare,
Trying not to remember when I cared.
Bitter chills and stinging wind,
The quiet earth grows grey and grim
Then spikes of icy crystal fall,
Cascading over mountain walls
On the wind, whispers ride,
And on the wind, a sorrowful song does glide.
Shadows creep through crevices and cracks,
Wishing for what I lack.
Staring at the pale blue skies,
Knowing where all the pain lies.
Thin, stretched clouds drift about,
As high as all of my doubts.
I feel as cold as the water that freezes,
I know this pain will never cease,
Unless I fight back this mere season,
For I have more than just a reason.
Memories drift on a blustery breeze,
Dying light ushers in the freeze
I take in an icy breath,
I will push through this winter of loneliness and death.
Thanks for reading! If anyone of you have any good sites you’d like to recommend or any poems, feel free to leave it in the comment section below! UwU
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