Poems from Severia
Dancer, writer, computer geek, in general freak, however definitely not a mathematician.
-Carpe Noctem #wordwitch
Rain drops on the pond,
Their tiny little ripples that stir the water in curious patterns.
Oh, how I love to watch the rain.
Maybe our...
Crystal rose,
You reflect light so beautifully,
But how does it feel to have petals of stone and not of felt?
To hold no fragrance,
To not...
I wear the mask that everyone wants to see,
It changes constantly with every glance,
Each one displaying different facets of who everyone...
Should I stay,
Should I go,
Should I pray,
Even for a foe?
Should I walk,
Should I run,
Should I talk,
Show my ideas a little sun?
Should...
Unshed tears, anger, frustration,
Boil and bubble inside.
I fear an eruption-
The unforseen and sudden spilling of my insides,
Spewing...