Eyes of ruby, set in a surface chalky white,

Withstanding searing heat and showers of ice,

For a thousand years this statue has stood,

And yet, its snow white teeth remain, still stained with blood. 

Once a proud beast running wild and free,

Now trapped, unable to breathe.

Imprisoned in a tomb of stone.

Destined to live eons, alone.

Replaying memories of freedom.

Despising what it has become.

Wishing, hoping, more than once...

It hadn't done.

What it was told to do.

Is it really so different? Really so strange?

Reliving what it could have done, again and again?

Regretting small stumbles leading up to that fatal mistake....

Its current being, an empty shell, fake.

 Sometimes, we all become this, no matter what we may believe.

Wondering what we could have done differently.

Small, clear crystals we shed from our eyes,

Revealing to others how we feel inside.

Streaming down our cheeks to our mouths,

Salty water flavoured by pain trying to get out.

Why is it we shed these small, clear crystals of hurt?

Is it to announce to others that we need comfort?

Or is it quite simply our pain trying to escape,

Releasing anger, unhappiness, hate.

Do we do it to set free all of our fears?

Why is it, I ask, do we shed tears?

Eyes of a brilliant blue

Tinged with a violet hue.

Hair as black as night.

Voice that turns darkness to light.

All this inside of you.

Trying to break through.

A soul so kind and loving.

And yet, you think you're nothing.

Don't listen to them; don't listen to me.

Don't make yourself believe what others believe.

Hold your own.

Don't wish you'd known.

Don't let them bring you down.

They're the ones on the ground.

They're not the ones, touching the sky.

You're the angel, flying high.

Yours, I got a bit teary-eyed when I read the one about Tears. <3 That was absolutely beautiful.

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With the lastest one, on the bold your, it's the wrong one.
Your indicates possession while you're indicates the conjunction 'You are'.

You're the angel, flying high meaning You are the angel, flying high.

Hope I helped. ^^;

Your eyes get an extra twinkle;

The sides of your mouth get creased and wrinkled;

Your pearly whites shine;

All this happens at the same time;

Every single time you smile.

Just a little one about a friend of mine who has the best smile.

This was inspired by an interesting conversation in the sb today about captivating wild animals.

Looking through these bars that you use to try and keep me contained.

I hear my brethren calling for me, feeling my pain.

The beautiful, silver disc that is the moon taunts me.

I am trapped in this iron box, while the moon stays forever free.

I am a free spirit, I tell you! Born in the wild!

I'm not some dog you can tame, I'm natures child!

Why did you capture me? So you could act tough?

I am not some mongrel that looks at you and woofs!

You cannot win my love by giving me food and dog treats;

I'll fool you, till one day you release me, and realise I'm forever beast!

I was born to run wild, to have my heart beat harder than any human could know.

You didn't need to capture me; you could've let me go.

As I sit here, staring out at the shining stars.

I wonder how long I've sat here; minutes or hours?

And I realise, you'll never let me go.

With this new knowladge I now know,

I cannot go on. I cannot live like this.

I shall never eat again; Soon, very soon, I'll meet Deaths tender kiss.

I'll be wild, forever wild, living in a cage isn't enough.

I'll be free soon; I'll be a wild, spirit wolf.

As you hold me close to you, I can feel your heart pounding in your chest.

I know something is wrong, even though you do your best

To hide it.

As you say goodbye to me, I can see tears glisten in your eyes.

You cannot hide these things from me, there is no disguise

I wouldn't see.

''Whats wrong?'' I ask, certain you can hear the pain in my voice.

''Nothing.'' You smile sweetly, and its clear you've made your choice

Not to tell me.

I go to my mothers house, and tell her that you came over again.

That it was just like the last time, how you looked in pain

and there's nothing I can do.

She walks over to me, sits down and holds my hand.

She asks me, ''Jackie, are you sure you saw him again?''

Like I'm crazy.

''Of course? Who else could it be?'' She looks at me and looks worried.

''Jackie, don't you remember?'' I stand up and act hurried.

She's crazy, I decide.

''Jackie, sit down. Todd is gone. He died two months ago''

I sit down, dumbstrook, remembering what happened. ''No!''

I scream.

''Jackie, this always happens. Every week on this day.

''You come to my home, sit down and talk to me, and do you know what you say?''

I shake my head.

''You tell me Todd looked sad when you saw him just before.''

I shake my head tearfully; I can't bear anymore.

Am I crazy?

Two months ago Todd jumped in the sea,

All he left was a note which read 'Sorry'

I am going crazy.

I get up and walk out. This is a sign, I decide.

''Where are you going?'' My mother asks, she looks about to cry.

''To see Todd.''

She just shakes her head, opens the door.

She thinks I'm crazy, the truth is much worse.

I'll see you, Todd.

I go to the cliff, look down at the sea.

Remembering all that was you and me.

And I write a letter.

'I couldn't live without Todd. I'm sorry.'

Soon, Todd. Soon, it will be you and me.

And I jump.

Colour 

I've never seen colours before. You probably think this strange, but it's true.

I've never felt love until I met you.

Everything in my world is grey.

I get used to the names of colours day after day.

I know that violets are blue and roses are red.

Even if I've only seen them in my head.

I know that carrots are orange and grass is green.

Even though they're colours I've never seen.

I know that my hair is yellow and my eyes are blue.

Though I couldn't tell what colours you do.

Everything to me is a shade of grey.

The flowers, the sea, the sky, the clouds...

I was dumped simply because my parents were unable to feel proud.

I never got a home. Who wants a child who has no colour?

I miss the way things were before.

Before I went to school and had that eye test.

To determine who's eyesight was the best.

I had been able to pretend before that, from pretending like I 'forgot' the colours of objects I hadn't heard of.

But on that day my parents stopped their kindness. Their love.

So I tell you my secret. In the hopes I'll be accepted.

So what do you say? Am I to be forever rejected?