winter;lyra : Writing

can you stay?

can you stay?

A Poem by winter;lyra


Before you goCan we talk?Can we talk of summer?Can we talk of summer and not of winter this time?Can we reminisce?Can we pretend there is still time?E..
Shivers in your hips and lips

Shivers in your hips and lips

A Poem by winter;lyra


There are tears in your eyesAnd sweat on your chestShivers in your hips and lipsAnd a sense of guilt over youAnd as far as your eyes can seeThere are ..
Lyrical Orgy

Lyrical Orgy

A Poem by winter;lyra


Ah the hesitationThe wordmancer wavers before the judgeWhat are you child?Oh my friend if I could only be free of labelTo carry such uncertain word on..
violent days

violent days

A Poem by winter;lyra


It's in my veinsIn my brain and in my heartEverywhere but my faceAssaulting meWith tremendous fervorIt urges me to gouge his eyes outTo plunge at himB..
Taboo Duty

Taboo Duty

A Poem by winter;lyra


These peopleDon't see demonsLookLook how small they look Before my deathLookLook with your own eyesLet not the peak wind wash your sight off of my act..
her carefully placed paradox under sunset's haze

her carefully placed paradox under sunset's haze

A Poem by winter;lyra


I sense... Peppermint taste under sunset's haze.... As the clounds deflate... And the trees menstruate...(I've never seen their faces) Never been t..
glittering eyes on the walls

glittering eyes on the walls

A Poem by winter;lyra


All that livesAll that spins Around meAround my mindAll which knows and moves and storms and pursues me in my sleepAll those creatures without formLor..
Paradox

Paradox

A Poem by winter;lyra


HeartlessCarelessBut she's been an emotional mess neverthlessShe's fighting a war against herselfBecause selfless she is notUnless you find her on her..
The ruthless effects of Time and Knowledge

The ruthless effects of Time and Knowledge

A Poem by winter;lyra


OneTwoThreeTwenty four hoursBefore you knowBut you never trully knowBecause you're never oldBecause when you areThat's all you knowBut we go with what..
Oldschool

Oldschool

A Poem by winter;lyra


SunflareBlue dress, crystal shoesBut lookIt seems as if she's looking atYouShe's soOldschoolOld grooveAlwaysOn good moodAnd she dances likeShe's atop ..