So, as soon as I translate and locate the relevant things, I shall post 'em.
Ta-raa for now.

Gabriel wrote:I don't know what's worse, your poetry or Kristina fawning over every little thing you say. But seriously that's pretty good. I didn't mind the rhyming.
Mitsunari wrote:Okay, it'll have to be poetry for the time being; my artwork is proving difficult to locate. Well, I say poetry...
Tempest.
All I see is grey,
Through this rain-soaked window.
The loneliness sears my heart,
As my thoughts start to dwindle.
Weak, impotent, afraid,
The grey; it turns to shade.
Feeding upon my maddening fear,
I'm blind, immobile, unable to hear.
The clouds continue to gather,
As the echoes of the past ring true.
The poignant scars of that bygone time,
Return to run me through.
The rain doth not relent,
It ebbs on and through my soul.
I yearn for the light, that beacon bright,
To save me from this 'hole'.
The calmness of night, it grants me reprieve,
Tempest, you are no more; I no longer have to grieve.
Reality dawns, and I feel I'm home,
But once more I truly see,
I am...on my own.
Bit of a strange one there, I have to admit. Not my strongest piece, in truth.
Kristina...I shall deal with you later. Seriously though, all comments are welcome, even critical ones. I'm a big boy; I can take it.
Dont get me wrong, I'm not saying this is corny
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