Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

o I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told por hidden scars

Unable to mostrar themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...


I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.

Ms. Farogonda asked for the winx to come down to her office. when the winx reached ms. farogonda's office she told them that diana wants to speak wth one of you. she didnt tell me who but she told me to pick two extras. ms. farogonda can i go, bloom asked her. flora will be going along with musa and aisha ms farogonda told them. hmph bloom pouted, can we at least go with them bloom dicho quikly. fine all of tu girls can go and im bringing the specialist. ok stella dicho in a sing song voice. lets go dicho the winx. they met the RF boys outside and went in the owl. winx: WINX BELIEVIX
AT THE amazonas, amazon
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an hora k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)

Yo! this is the first poem i wrote with a sane mind xD do tell me if tu like it =)

Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted amor and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.

It’s the color of you
tu always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our naranja book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two naranja crayons
When everyone else was green

Then tu left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
tu were in the naranja field in the sky
tu always dicho was there.

The naranja of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though tu left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone naranja in the rainbow
Without tu here

I protect my own
Though I wish tu were here

Now naranja is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival

naranja will forever be our color
Even though death took tu away

Forever naranja for you,
Sweet Cassidy.