Falling
I am falling
Down to the grounds
Those soft earthen grounds.
Falling
I am falling
Down
Into your warm awaiting arms
Falling
I am falling
Down to the abyss
I cannot see, but I can feel
My heart is gone,
But my soul is still
Here...
I'm falling down.
Always falling down.

---

To a Rose

to a rose
rose red rose white
your innocence
is undying in
the minds
of
men
who try
in vain
to
pick
your
petals
for
their
lovers

The mood seem changed in the poem, which doesn't make it a very solid theme. Are you trying to say that those warm awaiting arms are supposed to be an abyss? And you can see but cannot feel? Yet your heart is gone? That doesn't make much sense. I'm sorry, I can telling you have potential, but... this poem can be worked on a bit more. :) Don't take this too much as critism though. As far as I have read, you do have great ideas.

No hard feelings~

I know, I'm not a very good poet, but... I have a few others that I think may have come out better... >w>

Well, if you think they're better, post them up. :) I like reading poetry.