Little one, resting cozily in my care, Sleep and dream. Little one, nestled in my arms, Forget about the struggles of today. You are in my safekeeping; Nothing will ever harm you. You have been placed in my guidance, And I will always walk with you. Little one, resting cozily in my care, Sleep and dream. Little one, nestled in my arms, Forget about the struggles of today.
I've been writing poetry ever since middle school, but I've never really thought about releasing my work to the public until coming to college. Currently, I am studying music as my major and English as my minor.
whispers.. velvet vibations taunt for what do we seek eyes, hands & wings faint laughter pause to a slow pitched sound angelic creatures in there manifestation of movement closer then ever before many evoke fear a cast of feathers drifting
I’m a twisted echo In a suicidal prayer, Toxic, dark, and damp Empty thoughts, a musical despair. Demon’s start to whisper softly In an eerie yet, enchanted lullaby, A need to numb the pain within me I dance with the
Fair Angels of Olympus, Muses Nine, That on its snowy summit gay recline, With other gods and haply the cynosure Of poets whom inspires your sacred ewer, O’erflowed with the ambrosial Hippocrene, The haunt of daughters of Mnemosyne. And Father