This is a little piece of poetry based off two characters my friend made up. The characters are Lady Fire-Eyes and Emerald Healer. She hasn't told me the rest of the story, so I don't know how it's going to end. Anyway, don't forget to make comments. :)
We can never tell what another thinks unless we can read minds
This is a poem I did when I was nine? ten? Long, long ago. Or at least that's what I'm going to stick with, since it stinks so much :P Honestly, this is from when I was like ten. I promise! The only reason I am putting it on here is because I need at least two stories... or ... poems? anyway it's also fantasy related, which a lot of my poems are not! Actually, I find it funny, and amusing, and stuff. If you want to comment you may either: criticize me, or: start laughing. Either one is acceptable. However, no praising me because then I will start laughing and remember that you don't have a good sense of judgement.
Sometimes we never truely understand things till much much later
Evil lives in men even though we cannot see it all the time
Sometimes we let ourselves be cover in saddness that it consumes us but not known to us that the world is also full of hopes
I couldn't begin to explain this poem. It was done on impulse and nothing more.
But in all of chaos there is order and in evil we will also find good
Do we really know what we feel out do we just push it away as though it was someone else