I am Unintelligible Susurration, which basically means a whisper not being able to be understood. I have chosen to stay anonymous just because. I find it interesting when authors publish their works under aliases and pseudonyms. But if you really want to know what my name is then you'll have to keep your eyes open. ;)
I am a girl.
I like reading, writing, baking, cooking, and eating ice cream.
The first poem I remember reading was maggie and millie and molly and may.
My favorite poets are: Pablo Neruda, Charles Dickens, and Emily Dickinson.
I discovered an interest in inditing when I was introduced to it in school.
Also, I was influenced... more »
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Unintelligible Susurration Poems
I Have Changed
I have changed each time more and more. I guess you can't accept that change is
Another birthday passes by and not a single person seems to know that it is Each day I grow older
What is Love?
Is love An object of interest So intense It ruptures the heart
Wondering Who You Love
All this time I've been wondering Who you love Because it is not me.
He runs like a cheetah after its prey. He must be quick or else lose his chance
Admire From Afar
Different paths different dreams I don't understand Why can't I be in those teams? One day we will rendezvous
Top of the World
I stand At the top of the world Such wondrous view Brings me to tears
Envy (Of Love)
Envy of the posterior secrecy of delirious love Mark the streaks of the waning tears Reflecting green poison darts Killing me with your amiable chivalry
How much time Before I die? It seems to me Time has stopped,
Losing everything that you've found All of it torn to shreds like the feeling That never was It was all a fake play
Whisper of the Wind
Is it wrong to be silent when inside I really want to show my true colors? What if I had told him
LOL, hur i am waisting mai tyme useing a device tht wuz once used 2 call 'nd say 'Hello'
We Are At War
Cotton strewn across the sky A ball of sunshine glimmers uniquely Drummers begin your march
Flower, flower When will you bloom I need to know for it has to be soon.
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I Have Changed
I have changed
each time more and more.
I guess you can't accept
that change is
the best option for everyone.
I cut my hair and dyed it blue.
I wear dark clothes
but mostly black
from head to toe.
I pierced my lip and my eyebrows too.
Thanks to Peter
who's made me
who I am today.
I slacked off in class
and got F's
in every class
but not anymore
I dropped out of school now-
Peter says grades
and I agree
I could care less
what you think of me
I have changed