Post by Shoe on Jul 21, 2008 17:18:00 GMT -5
A forest of majestic trees,
Ribbons of gold intertwining,
A far off stream or river
Constantly flowing and humming.
This is my serenity.
A raging tempest above;
Thunder roaring and fierce
With torrents of heavy rain,
And lightning quick to pierce
This is my pain, my sorrow.
A peaceful meadow of flowers
Graced by a gentle wind,
Grey mountains behind green woods,
To the heavens they ascend.
This is my love and passion.
A void of lavender air,
White clouds swirling around
Constant and expanding,
And yet nary a sound.
This is my dream, my whimsy.
Deepest caves of darkness
With columns closing in.
No one around but me alone,
Scared of what lurks within.
This is my fear and loneliness.
A shining cavern of crystal,
Its aura glowing true,
And a clear and refreshing fountain;
Waters shimmering and blue.
This is my respite and hope.
An unforgiving desert;
A sea of dunes and sand.
The sun forever beating down,
On lands barren and bland.
This is where my hope is lost.
A deep sea of inferno
With screaming, raging fires
Rising up within a mountain.
Black clouds become great spires.
This is my rage, my fury.
Nature comes in many forms
In this world vast and blue.
Just as they cannot be tamed,
My emotions cannot be too.
So, it became a poem after all! It came out rather smoothly too. I'll be reading this at the talent show my church is holding sometime in September. Wish me luck!
Ribbons of gold intertwining,
A far off stream or river
Constantly flowing and humming.
This is my serenity.
A raging tempest above;
Thunder roaring and fierce
With torrents of heavy rain,
And lightning quick to pierce
This is my pain, my sorrow.
A peaceful meadow of flowers
Graced by a gentle wind,
Grey mountains behind green woods,
To the heavens they ascend.
This is my love and passion.
A void of lavender air,
White clouds swirling around
Constant and expanding,
And yet nary a sound.
This is my dream, my whimsy.
Deepest caves of darkness
With columns closing in.
No one around but me alone,
Scared of what lurks within.
This is my fear and loneliness.
A shining cavern of crystal,
Its aura glowing true,
And a clear and refreshing fountain;
Waters shimmering and blue.
This is my respite and hope.
An unforgiving desert;
A sea of dunes and sand.
The sun forever beating down,
On lands barren and bland.
This is where my hope is lost.
A deep sea of inferno
With screaming, raging fires
Rising up within a mountain.
Black clouds become great spires.
This is my rage, my fury.
Nature comes in many forms
In this world vast and blue.
Just as they cannot be tamed,
My emotions cannot be too.
So, it became a poem after all! It came out rather smoothly too. I'll be reading this at the talent show my church is holding sometime in September. Wish me luck!
