Poetic Antic {Page 6}

I'll Crush You

Apart we are today
Sorrow has gone astray
Gentle as can be
Mourning that you’re free


Hurting so much,
I could not sleep,
Thinking of you,
Only makes me weak!


In my dreams,
You are always with me.
Holding me tight,
So hush now! Let us not fight!


Clouds of doubt,
Keeping me in the corner,
Locking my desires away,
Oh! Won't you stay?


Believe, that there is tomorrow,
And for all that there is, hope will linger.
Delightful and true.
I'll crush you!

Poetic Antic {Page 5}

For Celain

I want to escape the pain
It is causing my eyes to rain
My feelings for you won't drain
Why can't my love for you be slain

Staring at my window pane
I bet you're thinking I'm not sane
Saying you're a candy cane
Someday we'll walk down lover's lane

Poetic Antic {Page 4}

Love of My Life

I will cherish you forever
Your face I will remember
Young love might not be clever
But regret I will never

Think of you is what I always do
Even in class and homework too
Sometimes I don’t have a clue
Maybe because my love is true

I may not be the perfect one
But in my heart you will never be gone
Thoughts of your absence I have none
Together, our hearts as one

In my heart and in my soul
I just have one goal
To put a smile on your face
And put a stop to this craze!

Poetic Antic {Page 3}

Her Golden Cage

Trapped is she in her golden cage

Playing with her diamond rings

Now she's aged she 's full of rage

Wishing she could free her wings

Poetic Antic {Page 2}

Heartbreak Fairytale

Love is such a painful word
Could it be from the Lord?
Now his neck is wrapped with cord
Will she grab a gun or sword?

Reality is biting me
This curse is driving me crazy
Somebody must save me
Help me get through this insanity

Life without trust
Questions without answers
Crumbly as a pie crust
Destruction awaits young lovers

Sacrifice is like a miracle
Young fools can’t handle
Pain could be so remarkable
Treacherous as the flame of a candle

Everything starts with one
With a smile or with a frown
Now all is back to none
She didn’t put on the gown

Love is all but perfect
Gone it is, away from the sun
Now is the time to reflect
In the end she took the gun

Poetic Antic {Page 1}

Swingline

by the moon does she fly

hovering with delight

by an instance does she die

stolen by the night

weeping is him all day

knowing it was not a dream

mourning his life away

losing his self-esteem