Poll: can you...?

Can you title these poems?



First poem



Some people dream of little things Some people dream of

things with little wings So does the fairy of which she

always sings Some of the finer folk hear her laugh as she

sings She is the reason we dream of little wings She is the

fairer of the little things She is the fairest of things

with little wings.







Second poem



The sun, lightly caressing your soft features

filling your body with warmth

And wrapping you in a blanket of heat,

tanning your skin, giving you life



Burning your flesh into dry meat

wilting flowers beauty and sucking the earth

bleaching your bones as you lie in your grave

The sun, that wonderfully horrible,

double-edged blade of the sky.





written by Black Rose Thorns

Poll: can you...?
little things with little wings



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Reply:I hate this junk!!
Reply:I like these poems!!!!
Reply:sorry, no :( thats a poets work. :)