Question

I have not written in such a nature for some time, but here are the two recent additions to my works of the night

Answer 1

Hath not felt for some time
Returning here,
To feel again
Perhaps engender,
Several new bends
Upon this road,
Wreaked into being
Upon thy wake
Thou seeks,
Cry not, fear perhaps
Happenings hath come,
Swallowing the coy past
Rise, leaves in the fall
Deny that era
Rebel, ascend
Find no end
Art perpetual dust unto a life
Powder the living with a blight
Purge the fear that art their storm
Send them flowers,
Shown with no thorns
Liken to,
A cheek heaven hath born
~
Aware,
Of the lonesome fellow
That reads this
I am just a writing,
Upon a sheet
Yet I see you for everything you be
You question this,
Perhaps
Find comfort in my secrecy
It's the only true one you'll ever know
After all,
I am just a writing
It will stay between me and the pages
Where no one ever goes
And never seeks
No hope,
For someone to find what stays..
Between you and me

Answer 2

aww c': It's amazing

Answer 3

you wrote that yourself? That's some talent right there.

Answer 4

Oh yeah, much talent. Awesome work Shad ;)

Answer 5

Moved to Writing