“a poem about maleficent”
From mists to mists, the maleficent
black like scraps
of night cast down, she swoops.
She sleeps in sharp brambles,
soaking in a darker nature
waiting for her peace to pierce.
Whistles of fresh death flush
on the song of the black bird,
claws digging into her shroud.
She listens like snow under the sun,
soaking in her darker nature;
waiting for her beauty to die.
“ill never let you down shane,im here till the end of this nightmare. loving and missing my boyfriend shane lots, cant wait till this nightmares over and were back together”
Once loving arms,
when We were We.
Now shrunken shadows.
With passion cold,
Only shells left to hold.
We were We,
And now we are each
living like days are nights,
and nights are nightmares
that feel like cold cellars
and vacant streets.
Once, we could kiss the storms away-
When We were We.
But now we are gone,
With knots undone.
Like kites lost in tangled branches
Yet, the strings still feel attached.
My breathing may turn to tears,
but, I am still filled
with this heartbeat of yours.
Because we need to live
Like when We were We
when the days were easier to swallow.
I can’t shrivel my feelings.
because they can’t be lost
when I see you in my dreams.
Which is why I wait,
And why I won’t let you down
when We are We again.