Writing Just a little something....

[Sky Moonflow]

In the Rain
She sits by the window sill,
Watching the rain pour down.

As she sits all alone at the window sill
She sees a strange figure standing in the rain,
She opens the window and looks out,
But no-one is around.

She returns to her writing of a poem,
She looks out and sees it again,
This time she goes out,
But no-one is around.

She goes back in and just sits there,
She never did notice that the door was open,
All she last saw was a knife,
And a mask of a killer.

She awakens in her bead,
She has been cut on the arm,
She sees her little brother come in,
And he asks "Sister read me one of your poems."
I agree and I began,
"She sits by the window sill,
Watching the rain pour down......"



I just thought I take my try at a poem if any-one likes this one I'll put up my other one.

[Talon]

[color=teal]Way to go, Serendity. Beautiful first poem on Otaku! I look forward to seeing more of your work, and I see that my help on teaching you on how to post a poem really wasn't just puffing smoke. Again, beautifully done![/color]

[Sky Moonflow]

^_^ thanks.
Here's another poem.

A silent whisper

The wind howls and moans
As she sits at the bus stop
But she will never come there again....

As I wait in misery and woe for my beloved
I hear a silent whisper calling me
I look around but I see no-one
I just say to my-self "I'm hearing things.."
But I hear the whisper again.

I know that nothing is around
But I can't help but feel..
That someone is watching me
From all around
And the whisper comes again.

"Who is there.." I call
But everying just goes silent
I look about no-one I can see
I just started to walk away when it called me again
I start running faster and faster
But the whisper comes again....

I trip and fall
I turn around and see nothing
But then a shadow gazes apon me
I scream in terror
But my cries are cut short...

The wind howls and moans
As she sits at the bus stop
But she will never come there again......

[Talon]

[color=teal]You have a talent for this, eh? Indeed. The endings also create a feeling in the poems. Incredible, Serendity, absolutely incredible.[/color]

[Sky Moonflow]

I don't know about it being a talent. I'm just speaking what I feel and putting it into poems. Heres just a short one I did.

The Power

Pepole think power is from strength
But I say different
I say it come from wisdom and heart
But all they do is dis-agree

They fight a person with wisdom and heart
And they loose
They just say they were going easy on the,
But I know the truth

All they fight for is greater power
But I fight for things I love and care about
Well some pepole say it is strenght that wins
But I say it is Wisdon and Heart....