Poetic's World

I know I already have another thread, but this thread is going to be for more... experimental purposes. I believe everyone has their own little world created by imagination. And the better imagination you have, the happier world it is. The series of poems I'm posting will have an obvious meaning, and a hidden meaning that you will likely only find after you get a VERY good taste of what my mind is like. There will be many secrets, so look around the poem(s.) Right now I'm in the process of one of those secrets, the main one. It'll be hard to find, but if you find it, you'll be able to visit my world.

So now, please enjoy the first little taste of my world.

myst
remember me,
my life, my love
i remember you,
my mind, my fear
i still feel your hand
a sign, a hope
do you feel mine too

your breath stands still
i think, i know
you make me cold
shiver, believe
the moon looks upon us
to shine, to feel
as the story grows old

as soft as angels' tears
we're lost, we're gone
your lips against mine
we shall, remain
we thought we would be
breathe in, breathe out
as a star that shines

where did you go
why me, my love
why did i stay
to lose, to die
please take me back
find me, hide me
no longer stray

midnight moons
i see, i see
singing stars
take me, a trip
i fall asleep
an eye, to close
to no alarm

i return home lost and confused
but why, why me
a chance with you i have missed
goodbye, forever
so i stand here alone with my tears
error, error
until the world is surrounded in myst

Breath-taking intro, waiting for more

THAT'S A ROCKING WORLD

nice

very beautiful