The black withers.
It lets out black tears,
Just as a black cobra slithers
A rose too has fears
Beauty lies withen the darkness
Never in the light
A vampire loves his mistress
He seduces her with his bite
One day , that ol'black rose will wither up and die,
And never again will they ever have to hear another lie.
**************~This poem is my favorite poem of them all, I always thought Black Rose's were cool looking. But when i found out what i really mean, (Well they really mean DEATH ) And then i was like ooo creeepy, but awesome. I'm one of those typ of girls who love and like's creepy things like that.~********************
Well ,whenever i think of more of my most favorite/ awesome poem's ever. I would post them up. But i don't want anybody to copy these poems because they mean alot to me, and if you do and i find out there will be some trouble. So please don't copy any of these great poems of mine.
Hi, my name is April. I love to write poety. Poetry is the most thng i really love. But i think poetry is what really make's my life more, intersting, then more teens. I'm not one of those teens that alkways get into troubly......I love to stay out of trouble....And you know what doing? Writing story's and poetry. Drawing is my other hobbie too... I will write more poems soon.