Poem lovers

[Lia.]

I wrote a poem about DCW in my eyes on August 31st this year.

Should I post it up? :/

[IdentityUnknown]

Sure. And from me:

You know what lies in store

And you have my future planned

Your eyes flash with A-pluses

You push for the best

Have you asked me a question?

Have you wondered how I feel?

Deep down I know it's for the best

But my mind can't deal with that

And as I work and as I struggle

For a goal that was never mine

For a future that I can't envision

For something that you say is bright

I do it with a faint, weak smile

Because I know that it is right

But, something that you've forgotten

I am still but a child.

[Black Demon]

I wrote a poem about DCW in my eyes on August 31st this year.

Should I post it up? :/

Of course you should.

Too bad not all of my poems are in English, otherwise I would have posted them all

[Miss Smiles]

*search for poem*

In the past I've write about art:

Landscape artist's motivation

Bejeweled memories lit the smile,

I've been encompassed by unspoken passion.

The inspiration arrest my heart

purely touch my heart with desire.

One moment of glimpse on breathtaking landscape,

it takes breath with swift of winding blow.

Vision is clearer and brighten'd to see skyscape.

The fire gnawed on passion and artworks grow endlessly;

And the piles in piles turn into skyscraper.

Inspiration already dug in and arrest me in,

deeply held until I find more canvas and paper.

All the memories in mind turn diamonds when time fly.

A gallery of artworks speak of artist's love and passion,

as all was created from painting hand with motivation.

[tengaku squared]

Lashing a tongue of bright fire

The coiled black snake spews the noxious toxic

Setting on fire all it touched

No one stopped it.

No one wanted to.

No one HAD to.

And so no one did.

Lashing a tongue of blazing fire

The coiled black snake, nemesis of literature

It's anger and hatred turned fire

No one stopped it.

No one wanted to.

No one HAD to.

And so no one did.

Lashing a tongue of consuming fire

The coiled black snake, servant of disorder

Consumes all it sees, no remorse or regret

No one stopped it.

No one wanted to.

No one HAD to.

And so no one did.

Lashing a tongue of streaking fire

The coiled black snake, feeding off ignorance

Gleely burns and destroys, the public unknowing.

No one stopped it.

No one wanted to.

No one HAD to.

And so...

no

one

did.

[Miss Smiles]

Moho, did you write this poem on spot?

ADDED: Actually I like the poem, so I say that.