Okay I told myself I would never attempt poetry, but here I am attempting... This has nothing to do with anything I've posted before, I'm just expressing the thoughts and my sudden need to rhyme...
Here we go...
The Need To Read
My way is filled with lands foreign to another
They find it all a bother
I can never cease to find the wonder
The wonderless lands I explore are a need
They feel to intercede
I still find the desire to proceed
The mythical, the macigal, and the surreal
They don't think I know, but they think I'm puerile
I will never tell them how I feel
I need the lands I find between the covers
They can't see my true colors
For I've hidden them deep from others
The lands are my escape
It's my life They want to shape
I can't find it in me to hate
I am only wanted in my lands foreign to another
They can not begin to believe the lands I smother
I and They live in wholly nother worlds
Today I read
Tomorrow I read
My whole life I read
Tell me, honestly, is it horrible? I am not very good with rhyming, or expressing my thoughts to others, but I find them easy to write all the time, you should see my journal...
Anyway, review or don't, I just thought I should share my poem with the world...
On another note: I will try to update some of my stories tonight or soon...
Ta-Ta - CV