The Eyes
Everything is dark,
I cannot open my eyes,
For they already are,
But still I try to,
Unfortunately nothing changes.
The Night
Why the night must always be so dark ?
Why must it be like this ?
Why the stars must be the only light in all this darkness ?
But after all why wouldn't it be the way it is supposed to be ?
The Mirror
The mirror reflects what we are allowed to see :
Our face then appears how we know it.
We refuse to see this creature who is standing in front of us,
This monster in the mirror,
Is ourselves.
The Dead
Thou, with so much great interest.
Thou, in mind so beautiful,
Thou, in body wich reflects wonderful features.
Thou are nothing but horrible.
Thou are dead, you've wasted everything which was given to you !
The Voice
The voice of my hopes is loud,
This voice is proud,
This voice is kind,
This voice is mine,
This voice is in my mind.
This voice doesn't exist for I am nothing but desperate.
This voice will never exist for I have lost hope,
And I will never find it again.
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A.N :
Well, I hope that you enjoyed this first chapter. It is my first time writing poetry in English so I think my poems will improve with time. Please tell me what you thought of it, it really helps me.
Have a great day !
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