I've been writing for 5 five years. And since Im 17, thats a good chunk of my life. The book on the right is a book a recieved when I turned 13. I wrote poetry in it. Couple of months ago, I finally filled it up. Cover to cover of poetry. I've written a little over 200 of them. The one on the left is my new book of poetry. Im aboit 1/4 through. Still got WAYS to go!

Here is a poem I submitted for a contest a couple months back, and may be one of my favorites. Be sure to check out my writing petition forum and post you thoughts.

I can see Saturns rings in your eyes,
I can feel the Suns warmth on your thighs.
Sweet, loving stars sparkle upon your brow.
You paralyze me with a smile, and I dont know how.

I can feel your lovely breath blow against my lips.
My heart is a wellspring which fills your sips.
As your soft hand slowly caresses my cheek,
My perception of time becomes so very week.

Does it matter where we are?
Does it really matter how far?

As long as I have you pressed to my chest,
I know at night I will always be able to find rest.
God may make the skies tremble and fall,
But I know you will be my roof and walls.

As our hands intertwine in the absence of light,
My sense of reality has now taken flight.
As we join in this final embrace,
Our souls together sour through space.

Human Creatures:

Nuclear bombs leave the lands in a desolate waste,
The flooding mustard gas leaves such a bitter taste.
Titans of industry spill corporate blood,
While their heels grind the serfs into the mud.

One man proposes change, but falls short.
Others follow him, despite the nasty retorts.
A world now in peace,
Made from their fleece.

Towns everywhere celebrate in joy,
A woman makes a man from a boy.
She is found a whore,
And is thought of no more.

A world that lies to itself will fall,
Even with the protests of all.

A soldier faces a bullet for a nation in deprivation,
A firefighter gives his life to save girl in suffocation.
They pass from the world without a thought,
Some willingly call this peace, but I can not.

So smoke away at your fags and drunkenly raise the flag,
Repeating words you dont understand as if it is just a rag.
But it is all fine as long there is pride.
Never mind how ignorance brands your hide.

This world is just a repetition,
Looking for war in peace for its fixation
We have not earned our death,
Only the right to suffer with each breath.