Crescendo

Suspended, clinging to every moment,
A messenger between the worlds holds.
Expression is what feels my soul,
Tranquility enraptures the strings of my heart.

Emotion bleeds out from my auras,
Angels from above heed and take not upon the message.
I’ve never seen the outside world,
Yet my window to it lies through my ensemble.

At the end of each year, my life takes shelter.
The olden days immortalized forever amongst my mahogany,
Tomorrow, the next wave of youth will learn my message,
So they can sing amongst clouds one day.


A tribute to my dear friend, Steve Smith

 

Seriously...your poetry...is just...awesome! XD The word choices, I love them...I'm sure your friend would enjoy it. :)

 

Wondering if you're actually writing them since the gap you put them in between is incredibly short. You made one after this in just two minutes.

 

haha, no. I just found a bunch of poems on my hard drive, and figured hey, why not. Let other's enjoy them

 

Okay, makes sense. =D It's happened before though so people could get posts up. Great poems btw.

 

No i understand that. i'm not in a rush for mass numbers of postings, just enjoy sharing with the world

 

^ Well no matter when you wrote them they all rock.

I really like your style, as I am going to say again that I AM LOVING THOSE METAPHORS.
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What can i say? Metaphors and I jive.

 

XD Well that's good becuase metaphors rock.

My favorite one from this poem is:::


At the end of each year, my life takes shelter.


<3
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