Doppelgänger
12-18-2009, 04:27 PM
I write poems in my spare time, I'm not very good, but here are a couple.
Autumn Evening
Red, yellow, orange, mesmerizing eyes
Displaying the feelings of the fall scene
The trees set ablaze, torches in the dimming sky
The crisp air is pierced by the call of a falcon,
off the slumber in the shadows of the evening
The day is ending,
an autumn evening.
Midnight
The moon shining in the shadows,
an island of light in the ebony sea above
The stars are alone, scattered like lost voyagers,
left to drift endlessly in the black ocean
It is midnight,
the world is asleep.
My personal favorite:
Photo
A memory of a past world,
frozen in movement,
stopped in time.
A window to another world,
Silent Sepia.
Autumn Evening
Red, yellow, orange, mesmerizing eyes
Displaying the feelings of the fall scene
The trees set ablaze, torches in the dimming sky
The crisp air is pierced by the call of a falcon,
off the slumber in the shadows of the evening
The day is ending,
an autumn evening.
Midnight
The moon shining in the shadows,
an island of light in the ebony sea above
The stars are alone, scattered like lost voyagers,
left to drift endlessly in the black ocean
It is midnight,
the world is asleep.
My personal favorite:
Photo
A memory of a past world,
frozen in movement,
stopped in time.
A window to another world,
Silent Sepia.