Whispers Of The Heart

"life is seldom as tender as a rose, when the heart cries, it doesn't sprout jolly prose. when the soul aches, when it whispers, in the form of words, the tears disperse." "each syllable is a feeling, feel my soul - profusely bleeding, every rhyme is a silent cry, witness a mending heart, as my tears run dry" "whe...

Tempest

A collection of poems written by Mystery1305. Winter, ice, and everything cold. Highest rank: #7 -bookofpoems Highest rank: #8 - winteriscoming Disclaimer: The images used do not belong to me whatsoever, and all of them belong to their rightful owners. I just found them on Google images.