Elisha De La Rosa
I apologize that I been gone for awhile (2 years) but eh shit happens. I am back and I am also sorry if I am filling the current flow of poetry with my work. I am 17, and finally achieved love, now all there is left is poetry to write! BTW I am DragonHeart. Follow me on Twitter for my full thoughts and weirdness @TheDorklord136
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Elisha De La Rosa Poems
Enlighten or darken Hallowed or filled with emotions In peace or in peices What to do when its broken?
Before Time Stops
Before time stops I have to say one thing As I stand on top of your grave I will say
I am like the sky and moon Empty and filled with air I show no emotion It is so hard to show any emotion and it burns
Seeking in my chest Things that will always be in my memories Things that I love and lost Yet I have forgotten to feel it
I am Nightwalker The reaper of souls I creep like shadow And I reap with the crows
Open my eyes For the first and last time Spreading my wings I already knew how to fly
Tears of the Sun
Thy sun in grimace I say 'We are the ones, he is disgraced' 'Weeps' Sky said 'I shall bring thy tears'
On a Forest Path
As my dreams keep on raining The sun kept on shining Through the willow of the trees I have stumbled on a path to Eden
Firefly in a Jar
In the lovely night I lay on my awake to a sight I see a glimmer at my window Brighter than summer light
She, My Rose
She is my tender and fragile love She is soft as a heart of a dove She has grown to be beautiful thee She have bloom into a world, my dream
Love Turns to Ashes, When the Sunlight F...
Delicate roses remain as the my world tears itself apart I picked them and held them close But they withered away; slowly died just like my heart All I can do is stand here and watch as the war rages on in front of me, I have everything to lose, but is there anyone out there to hear me?
A Vine That Tangles Thee
Trap in the vine that tangles thee The vine's thorns wrapped around my arm till it bleeds A lovely rose I have decieved For her garden has captured me
The Unlucky Feeling
When thoses thoughts enter your brain The thoughts that will turn you white You don't know if you will be sane For these feelings will put you in fright
Plant her in earth For she'll grow Until a bird sings on her birch Wait till the time tows
Comments about Elisha De La Rosa
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Enlighten or darken
Hallowed or filled with emotions
In peace or in peices
What to do when its broken?
A complex machine that keeps you running
Repairing it takes time and devotion
Without it you are running without fueling
Many days will come for this recreation
Women shall keep their hearts to theirselves
For the delicate should not be played around
Keep it safe, for the currupted won't touch
Your heart is your treasure, your crown
Men shall do the same
For even the most fragile peice
Will enter you like a blade
And your hearts will ...