A little of the old, but a welcome batch of new, for a special Wingweaver
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Mad, is it fair, if I tell thee
I fear you, mademoiselle be
No more; I thought I was ready
When I, a while back, read the
Prayer I had, answered oppose
Should I be mad, rather impose,
Should I be sad, shatter, erose
I know! Be glad, thereafter dispose
This madness, be heartless, repose
Practicing my compound rhyming both auditory and visually.
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Oh my gosh, I'm so in love but so scared too.
If this doesn't go well, I might just give up altogether.
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Had a hard time sleeping last night so tried to write.
It's Intoxicating.
It's intoxicating, oh my...
Your presence like the flowers' bloom
While the wisp summer wind pass by
During a lazy afternoon
It's intoxicating, oh my...
Like an embrace during a storm
Even under the frigid sky
With just your touch, I feel so warm
It's intoxicating, oh my
You're my comfort, any season
If you're with me, I'm satisfied
Any day with you is sweetened
I don't like how I ended it, but it's a constrained quickfire. Good practice. I'd rather make something that isn't too good than not do anything at all.
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I'm afraid to write because I am afraid of what is to come.
This is not fun, in any sense.
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Peace among strong emotions.
I must be peaceful, but always sharp.
I won't forgive myself if I let my Wingweaver down again.
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I came across an interesting writing prompt. Make a love poem without using the word "love." I kinda wanted to do a short poem at first, but when I started, I don't even want to finish. I just wanted to write all the sweet things in the world lol.
Am I Ought Really Even Say?
My dear, when we talk, my heart skips a beat
Like a butterfly fluttering
Among the flowers under summer heat
Dancing sprightly with vibrant wings
As I stare at your eyes, like stars, glimmer
Dotting the dark nighttime canvas
Your smile peeks, like the crescent moon glitter
Providing light to the blackness
Your presence like a gentle breeze, calms me
Even my troubled being, stills
Your caress, in a winter chill, warms me
Beyond intense flames burning, will
You do know what I feel for you, my dear,
Do I even need to spell it?
You can read my heart, and you don't need hear
Do I even need to tell it?
To shout my sentiments, it seems to me
It's superfluous and cliche
It is clear to see what you mean to me
Am I ought even really say?
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I hope you see yourself through my eyes, because you told me...
You felt ugly and your beauty faded
That since you hadn't rested, you look jaded
Tired at work, at that ungodly hour;
I told you these words, my dear self-doubter
I hope that you see yourself through my eyes
Boisterous laughter, and that precious smile
You have, that can so easily beguile
Anyone; How can you not realize?
I hope that you see yourself through my eyes
I'm smitten, and yet you feel uncertain
You can launch a thousand ships like Helen?
My dear, I pray, a chance for you, arise
I hope that you see yourself through my eyes
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I really, really like you
And if it is a sin,
Then cast a stone at me
But there's no denying
That you have captured my eye
My mind
And soon, my heart
Is that such an erring idea
To think that
You are a jewel
Among the rocks
A moon
Among stars?
If it is, then cast a stone at me
And if it is an error in my judgment
To claim boldly
That I might
In fact
Be smitten
Fully taken
By your charm
And your candor
Waiting for you every night
Until the sun rises
Again and again
All over again
If it is, then cast a stone at me
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