Writing Arika's Collections of Poems

[Revelation]

[size=1][color=#999999]This will be the very first poem of Arika's Collections of Poems, wow...what a long name. It'll be called ACOP...kind of like APOE, the Ancient Place of Elephants! (That's from The King & I..kekeke.) Anyways, here is the first poem of my collection.

[center][B][U]Death and Despair[/B][/U]
The roses will turn to death,
as the sky turns dark and grey.
Darkness will overcome,
and all will be stripped away.

I will walk through the valley,
where the ghostly shadows mourn,
and take comfort from the angel,
the despairing angel torn.

The roses will turn to death,
as the sky turns dark and grey,
and I will look to the skies
as the last of my breath is taken away.[/center][/size][/color]