Shadepoet, Pull you in the deep end net, Loose yourself to my silhouette.

A dying Rose Is her pose Fragrance as much I know Dug my feels hollow Shadows cast My dreams grow dark So, when my feelings don't grow back I'll make this my only fact... From it's rise till the set The

Flow like the river It'll always make me shiver Cutting across realms and ages Sounding as cute as babies Some say it was made by mages But, I think, it makes one feel All things of the deep Something

A conception of wills An expression of feels The vibrations in ink Masterpiece in sync It's beauty indeed you experience it's creed makes me feel the need To scream "Art is Real"

As beautiful as a first impression you take my depression you be soft like lotion Just perfect in motion Girl you make my thoughts bleed A sight I live to see the feel of your pheromones send shivers down

An Original poetry: Hey guys this is my first post here. I'm a poet and i want to share my perceptions with you, and hear what you think of them. Songs to darkness Sermons in the deep Words unknown It's

Songs to darkness Sermons in the deep Words unknown It's the Rhythm in death This is my heartbeat If you hear what I think

Hi guys my name is Bature Nonstop Bernard, delighted to join this plane, to describe my perceptions on the shade i see while i experience beauty in all others. I'm a student nurse, a shade poet, dancer,