[Black Dragon]

Sometimes, when I'm bored enough, I do poetry... and this is three of my poems, I dunno why I made any of them, I dunno where the ideas came for the poems, I dunno nothing about them, except I was bored, and felt like a poet... (that's not often that I get that bored...) Enjoy!! Tell me if you like em..

My Reflection
By: Donald R. K.

Look me in the eyes,
Tell me what you see,
I don't know bout you guys,
I'll tell you what I see,
When I look in the mirror,
I see a guy full of hopes,
I see a guy full of fears,
I see a guy full of pain,
And I see a guy full of cheer,
But what I see most,
Is a guy who needs his friends,
Cause without them he can't be,
Nothing that you see...

Needed Love
By: Donald R. K.

I'm standing here alone,
gazing at the sky,
Thinking about my life,
wishing I could die,
I walk over to the street,
and looked in all ways,
I saw so many people,
but none of them saw me,
I tried to shout to them,
hoping they would answer,
They all walked right around me,
and not one came over here,
I sat there wishing to myself,
that I only had a friend,
Walked home with no one around,
to find a girl sitting there,
She sat there so quietly,
her looks were so stunning,
I expected her to not see me,
but she looked up straight at me,
Her eyes were just so sad,
she made me want to cry,
But then I spoke up so shy,
"I want you by my side",
She looked at me again and smiled,
and I just stood there scared,
She spoke to me so softly,
afraid of what I might say,
She said to me so quietly,
"I'm to shy, I don't know why",
I replied with such comforting words,
"That's ok, so am I",
Then I sat down beside her,
she leaned over on my shoulder,
Looked at me again and said,
"I don't want this night to end"


One Cold Night
By: Donald R. K.

Suddenly a human figure appears from the mist,
and I stand there alone, watching it.
I walk towards it to examine what it could be,
but like all people, stupidity is at large within me.
I hear a noise, so very sudden, it was so quiet,
as meant to draw my attention away, but I wouldn't let it.
I kept my eyes fixed on that figure, so very distant.
I approached, now slower and more quietly.
My heart pounding, my eyes straining,
my hands cold, and my feet wet,
I continue to approach, I hear the noise again.
This time though, I look, to see what it was, I saw nothing...
I redirected my sight towards where the shadowy figure was,
but it was not there, the shadow had disappeared,
and it left only one thing... a bracelet,
just like the one my sister used to wear,
before she disappeared, six years ago...