Bilingual i am, proud of it? yes. my parents are in the army and i find myself regularily thrown from side to side of Canada. Lost friends, far away lover (washington dc) . i discovered poetry when i was 11 years old, because i was beggining to finally be happy, everything i loved was taken away from me. Parents and sisters i have, but nothing hurt me more than loosing my one and only love. we meet again and now i discover that we are even further from each other.it sucks. all i can say.Forbidden thoughts i have gotten. Horrible nightmares haunt me. My soul sister is an awesome girl, and she and i are like yin yan twins. she draws and i write. we support each other like sisters although this year i find myself in this hole(alberta) and she is in ontario. Trees i miss(well, the green, tall and healthy ones) hiking in the forest and seeing waterfalls and hearing the wispering of wind in the trees i miss. Nature is what got me into this. The beauty of people and love is what i long for. intelligent i am, only 14 also. i am an old soul, and poetry is my dedication.
Life uplifts my soul,
His green eyes on me are burning hot.
The only thing seperating us is time,
The only thing keeping us together is love.
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Notes invoke the deepest of feelings,
Just as your eyes drape my skin.
Sounds send gentle chills down my spine,
As if it were you whispering in my ear.
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Vent soufflant,
Ciel scintillant.
Planetes illuminent le passage,
D'un monde sans visage.
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As clear as the morning sun,
As quick as stricking lightning.
A new age has begun,
On a strange and dark evening.
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A million gems and a thousand promises,
Choruses of shimmering souls.
Tie the sharpest bonds and weaknesses,
And break all purest minerals.
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