Writing Book of secrets [PG]

[IceRose]

Well this is my poetry, a shape of realism combined with mythos and feelings of the human heart.
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[color=Indigo]Secrets[/color][/size]
Secrets,
locked chest of dark encounters
wonders
ethereal land, crepuscular place.
Never meant to be oppenned,
revealed,
as Pandora's box
inevitable power,
never meant to be reached
unleashed the monsters of the thoughts stalk
throught the night they search for their true identities.

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Love[/color][/size]

Love,
what more than word
a simple sentiment.
For those who mock it,
entranced by mere words they shall be hypnotized,
mirages shall be the forth coming.
For those who love and love is pure
within the meaning
great hopes and fullfilled wishes are fated
If thou'st loves, cheerish it
however, keep love pure
and untainted for love is easily corrupted by
thoughts of jealousy and uneasyness.
For those who love and love is not returned
Patience is the key to understanding that love is required
and given to all regardless of condition.

Poems by IceRose (a.k.a. Gabriela C.L)

Sadness.

Entranced heart of loneliness and despair
emotions overwhelm the rose like mind causing it to be flooded with thoughts of anguish and doubts.
Past
hunting
memories
shunned
All come together and bring sadness.

The fourth is

Count the days

Count the days of happiness
count the days of joy
see to the sadness be gone
count the times of freedom
feel the nature in you
never give up on life
or else
life will give up on you
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IceRose, please do not double post. In order to add more to your post, just hit the 'edit' button at the bottom of the original post. ^.~ -- Lady Asphyxia.[/color][/size][/font]

Ultimate Dissapointment

intrigue, waiting
rehearsal
ways to tell but no words out
left alone
dissapointment
memories that stay
regret
what else could have been done
the mind stronger than the heart
makes one move on
ultimate
moment
fathom at the last minute
clock ticks away with one's soul with one's hopes
sometimes wonder if the seconds are just wasted away
forget
past event
listen to mind so heart will not be broken.


[COLOR=Purple]Roar in the midnight wind[/COLOR]

"Ratling
noise
upset
falling leaf on the ground seems like the return of the angel
heart,
untwined
feelings left behind
mystery in the eyes of the unknown
roars of the midnight wind
tell the story of troubles
of triumphs
of love of sadness"

This is the opening for my story