YO! I felt like posting something...even though it's old. I'm quite proud of this poem actually. Anyway, all my new stuff is on my other computer which is packed up at the moment! I shall try to post something as soon as I can! This is my grandmas computer, which in fact used to be my old one. So, all my old files are on here. But, this poem was fun to write and I really like it. As some of you might be able to tell, this totally shows how much I am influenced by the manga Descendants of Darkness (aka Yami No Matsuei) and Poppy Z. Brites books. It's really funny how much those two things really influenced me when I was 14/15...I mean, they still influence me, but my own style is starting to really emerge and I've read some many more things now, even though Janauary 2005 wasn't really that long ago. So, excuse my long paragraph of narcissistic ramblings. XD ENJOY!!!

1/27/05

Sorrow

Sorrow is wailing saxophones

telling stories of heartbreak,

It is pearls scattering with magnolia

petals in the unforgiving wind,

It is a pounding river of

unshed tears buried deep within,

It is pale flailing arms in

a sea of bloody roses.

Sorrow is dashed dreams

of un-kissed kisses,

It is fierce blue eyes intimately

bearing sad news,

It is the most melancholy violin

wailing its heartbreak over Italy,

It is twinkling onyx stones laying

amidst violet wisteria flowers.

Sorrow is knives plunging into deceitful

mirrors showing us our true natures,

It is keening wails coming

From my music box heart,

It is your body twisted and

caught in twirling black ribbons,

It is spinning swords piercing through

books bearing the sweet fruits of knowledge.

Sorrow hangs from sweet

gossamer spun sugar webs,

It is amethysts drowning amongst

cherry blossoms under the bloody moon,

It is lost souls telling their darkest

desires in dingy nightclubs,

It is scalding tears pouring from

the crack of my broken heart.