Creative Writing Forgotten Ballad

No-one knows
How I feel
A little needle
a pinprick of steel
to quiet the scarlet
A shine on the snow
A bitter cut carved
in the moonlights soft glow.
A bridge of inspiration
something beautiful in my mind
Lost lips absolute
On an Autum leaf, majestic, but dry.
The love letters fell
like a waltz from a dream
I slew the words on every piece of paper
and they still have not forgiven me.
A liquid rose
a perfect fruit
a shadowing reason
a soul so easily bruised.
In a deep December somewhere
is where I belong
Fate states that I am lonley,
stuck under the unbreakable glass of dawn.
My flute plays a melody
a soft lunar wind
a starry blade dances
releasing the ballad within.

 

Pretty pretty pretty..I like you man..you got that sexah avatar and you right good poetry! So kewl..i know im creepy

 

I enjoy the company of creepy people such as myself, so dont worry about it ^_~ I am sexy, what can I say? Bwahahahaa lol.... Thanks for the comment.

 

Word.

I liked the poem to me it seems like you have written a few.