Post Your Poetry

[L2Mc]

Ok for any poets or wannabe poets to share their work. Feel free to discuss works or go in depth explaining the motivations of your work.


I'll post first (also view my other works at l2mc.deviantart.com ). This piece I wrote monday night/early in the morning. I was kinda thinking of adversity in my life, you know, all the forces holding me back, and I just thought of how no matter what the outcome I should not give up in anything.

Concrete Rain

Why do I have to lie?
I will never be able to fly.
This concrete rain
causes so much pain
I cannot lift my wings
they are broken and put in slings
I can not show all my beauty
which I thought was my duty
instead I sit here idly
as the others flaunt wildly
I want to be out there
I want to sore where others dare
So I persist
The urge to give up I must resist
My wings break free from their casts
like sails from a great ships mast
It is my time
I begin my climb

I break free of my limitations
and separate myself from the imitations
But then I see the ominous clouds
I see them sneering from their dark shrouds
Emptyness is all around
I can not hear a single sound
And then it starts
The droplets stick me like darts
The concrete rain weighs me down
There is nothing to do but drown
The sorrow of failure consumes
With the force of one hundred monsoons

None of this was in vain
It was all worth the strain
Even though in my struggle I died
At least they won't say I never tried

[tsunade ^_^]

Bru thats deep!
Gud job though

[graff]

lost in these streets,
confused and dazed by lights and sounds with angels in ambulances
i sense a desperate need for shades more then gray.
graffiti decorations with suits and ties.
with cars inanely going by.
dancing on the corpses ashes as rains come to wash minor sins away.
punishment...perhaps with a loss of conciousness.
but perhaps im looking for more then babies in dumpsters.
more than the bastard children who are me.
but for now i seek shelter from my own purge.
my history is a history of sin but more so is yours as you stay out of the way.

[L2Mc]

Very interesting I like it. I especially like the use of open style.

ok this next one from me is about... getting lead on by a girl, and not getting the girl.

Same Old Dance

I'm so tired.

Tired of dancing the same old dance.

It's the same thing everytime:

I ask you to dance,

you say yes.

I take your hand,

and whisper sweet nothings in your ear,

and you giggle and shoot some back.

You say you love the way I make you feel,

you say you love me,

you say I'm amazing.

But when I twirl you away,

you always land in the arms of another man,

and you never look back.

You just waltz on my heart.

Dancing that same old dance...

[King Vamp]

IT

I walk in

It sees me

I keep walking

It follows

I can't see it's face

I don't know were I am

Why is it there

The walls cave in

It's still there

I run and run

Until It gets to close and attacks

It goes dark

I walk to the light

And die[/b]

[V.VELDANEN]

Random Musings...

Her pretty face was scarred,
with a slash across her visage,
I lost all heart,
To a hopeless crush.

A picture turned mono,
Where all colours drained,
My soul feels hollow,
When she had my mind stained.

The rose withers away,
Where the dark cloud draw,
I sat beside a moody quay,
And reflected my flaw.

A grey world tilted me sight,
With a tearless cry and a vengeful sorrow,
I climbed a hateful height,
I fell and had despair follow.


I insisted,
I resisted,
I persisted,
I'm twisted,

[Lixie]

Lies

Trapped in the tin box
we built for ourselves;
whispering to each other
in our solitary helves.

I look up for a glimpse of you
but I am too far behind;
I look up for a sign of hope
only to find this choking bind.

Lies, lies, lies
these disguised truths that I can’t escape;
Lie, lie, lie
give me your life and your eternity.

At the end of all things
I will forget;
at the end of all things
I will still lie.

So promise me this one thing
even if it means to deceive
Promise that you will love me,
and I swear I will believe.

[ZrAeNiAn]

Well not really poetry but these are the lyrics to my songs i wrote.

[all my forces]

draw back all defences
the coast seems clear
pull back all your forces
its just me

walls keep growing stronger
for every breach
i cant stand this siege

i let myself in

attack forward forward
all my forces cracked the gates
let me in
here we come here we come come come
here we come here i come

let them know
let everyone know
ring the bells, oh ring the bells
ring the bells
sound the alarm

we are more then our deeds
we are more then our deeds


[true]

i close my eyes
and i drift away
back to that cold memory
a memory of you around my arm
how deep you have been spending on

always telling me to stand
for what i fear, for who i am
cannot keep flying to myself
dont wanna hurt, but i have to tell
this is the only way, i know
its how i love you, its how im giving you my heart
you make a rest and break it apart
but i have to be true

and time goes on they say that is heals
have you felt the pain im feeling
im standing still as they march fort
can release what you have brought

always telling me not to cry
get over on and leave you behind
cannot forsake how you itself
dont wanna hurt, but i have to tell
this is the only way, i know
its how i love you, its how im giving you my heart
you make a rest and break it apart
but i have to be true

yeah yeah, its how i love you
its how im giving you my heart
you make a rest and break it apart
but i have to be true
have to be true



[this side of it all]

never i tought i would fel like this
when i met you belovedes of mine
had my doubts but tought me well
tought m well
i couldnt cry i couldnt tell

ill wake in a bad memory you made me scream
i feel that you left me out when i had to be in
what did i ever done to deserve the blessing you had come to give me

this side of it all, ive never been on this side of it
this side of it all, ive never been on this side of it
all

always been the laughed and lost
not at this way not at this cost like you
never knew it would be so hard
to have your precioust love and lose it all

ill wake in beds made on for just me
dreamed faces to not memorize you, to dissapear
what did i ever done, to deserve the heart ache you have come to give me

this side of it all, ive never been on this side of it
this side of it all, ive never been on this side of it
all

my fingers were drowning (i kept going)
peacefull slumbering (in your arms)
i dont want to hear them
and i dreamed them to fade

My fingers are drowning (if i could take on)
im slowly awakening ( from the love of your arms)
i do miss the photo's
and a dream has been spilled
has spilled yeah

this side of it all, ive never been on this side of it
this side of it all, ive never been on this side of it
all

-Zr-

[L2Mc]

So far so successful, it's nice that people are contributing. I Love that we have so much creativity in one place, and such variety in style.

Show Me Happiness

My temporary happiness

Always leads to a painful sadness and exruciating madness

I have this deep rooted longing

for a complete sense of belonging

My soul feels so weak

And the future appears so bleak

Through my tear filled eyes

While I'm searching through these lies

I put my thoughts in detentions

And begin to ask myself questions

What am I

Who am I

Do you speak true

Am I important to you

I try to imagine the answers

but it hurts more than tumors from cancers

I sit here mangled in pain

Looking as if I'm slain

It's starting to get cold

I'm beggining to feel old

My energies are completely sapped

I'm tired of feeling trapped

Please take my hand

it's my last demand

Don't begin to pout

Just show me the way and lead me out

[Uchiha_Madara]

I'm sitting here now,
I cant really tell,
If this is a battlefield or is this hell.

I'm getting cold now,
I feel the blood seep,
While inside my soul begins to weep.

Trying to block out the sound of the battle
Leaves me cold; my head in a rattle
I sit here with my hands beneath my head
and think to myself I'd rather be dead

- Kyle Desmond Singh (AKA Yondaime-Zer0

[ZrAeNiAn]

yesterday i got hurt
yesterday i received pain
yesterday brought me rain

today i have no clue
today i missed you
today is covered in the fog

tomorrow i will smile
tomorrow it will be fun
tomorrow i will find the sun

-Zr-

the moral of the poem is not that we know what we will have. We know what was.. we know what is... but what will be is thats whats in the fog.
We create our own future, if the sunshine does not come by itself.. go out and look for it.

[V.VELDANEN]

@Yondaime - Awesome one :D
@Zr - I like your style, simple but deep.

[4evacrazie]

to the girl that's on my mind, the one which I adore
we only saw each other a few times, but I wish this could be more
no other girl can make me feel this way, only when im with you
im falling in love, hoping mabye you feel the same way too
cause when im with you even just for a bit, I wish we wouldn't be apart
you don't know it, but I just want to hold you close right next to my heart
so you can feel that my love is true, it's all for you
and maybe one day, I can call you my boo..
if you ask me why I feel for you? I'll say cause your special
that your the perfect girl for me, you may hear that alot of times
but have you ever had someone write you a rhyme?
so I sit here waiting for that special day, when you'll be mine...
-4eVaCrazIe


wrote this for a girl i like.. which is now my girlfriend ... =)

[King Vamp]

Noises

I lye in bed

Some ones there

I jump up to look

No ones there

I go back to bed

I here a noise

It gets louder and louder

Now I'm scared

I see a shadow thats coming close

I see a figure at my door

I get up to look

But there is nothing...

[tsunade ^_^]

*Dont know if this qualifies but here goes* :wink:
(Ps its the first poem I ever wrote)


Kiddie Tv

"A Brutal society creates brutes!" :twisted:

A Fox in a box jumped out with a gun
"Natural Born Killers" had changed his view of fun
A Rabbit in a hat jumped out with a bad
and clobbered the magician until he went "splat"

A cat chased a mouse around in a room
From the mouse jumped a louse and hit the cat with a broom
A rather batty bat thought he he was a bird
When he tried to lay an egg, he instead lay a turd

A fox from a box with a gun in his paw
Amassed a collection of dead on the floor
While a horse with a hearse and no money in his purse
Looked on with glee as the fox felled a nurse

A willy old owl commited a foul
When he ran a red light and ran over a fowl
A dog with a sneer who had drunk too much beer
Became the victim of a fox for reasons unclear

A cow took a bow for her act onstage
When a big bad fox burst through the door in a rage
As the fox from the box aimed his gun for more fun
An ass kicked his ass all the way to the sun

-the end-

[graff]

to taste you name on the tip of my tongue as it leaves my lips is the sweetest thing
you leave and say your never coming back.
is this the same as last time.
shrowded in a simple facade
its effective cause i constantly ask my self if i ever truly knew the real you.
but let me taste it one more time as i hang by a splitting thread.
to leave me hear hanging is the cruelest thing.
though they say sweet is the touch of vengence.
what do i do to keep you coming back for more. what is it that makes you you.
i constantly ponder these what ifs and what was.
though i think they are things better left unsaid.
whats left is what i have nothing more than a taste on my tongue as your name leaves for the last time.

[maarenees]

its unfair
yes its not nice
sometimes i cant belive it
yes life hurts
my thoughts flow away
its unnotticed
its unfair
it could end quick
and then its quiet



why is it unbareble
but stil fine
it has no point
it hurts me
this is no life
no in life is more
were is the end
the end is there
were love disapears



it feels bad
it doesnt feel fine
people call that living
i dont want to be like everyone
its weird
but me is me
a weirdo
someone thats hated with out reason
it feels like they want to kill me right now
but in the end i win, i live

[ZrAeNiAn]

You walked out of my life.
Just walked away.
You didn't even look back.

I trusted you.
Gave you my most precious gift
The gift of my submission and love.

When you left you threw away that gift.
Just tossed it aside.
Did it meaning nothing to you.

Leaving me broken and shattered.
Feeling confused, hurt, abandoned and angry.
So unsure of myself.

You crushed my spirit.
Leaving me filled with doubts.
Doubts about my submissiveness and who I am.

No longer trusting in myself,
Not trusting in what I once treasured
and was so sure of.

You left me afraid to trust others.
Afraid to trust in my abilities to
serve another.

Am I truly a submissive?
Can I ever submit again?
Can I trust anyone any more?

Why were you so cruel?
There are so many questions
That are yet unanswered.

Will I ever find the answers?
Do I dare even try to find them?
Where do I start?

this is one of the latest things ive written.. in a crappy mood.. hurt and broken.

-Zr-

[maarenees]

im there for you
whenever you need me
i love you more then my greatfullness of life
your more to me then anything else
i love you
now and even past the gate of life
-----------------------------


your life is mine
and mine is yours
that is how it is
and how it is gonna be
dont be affraid i will never leave you
i will protect you for always
im here
here with you
-----------------------------


you don't want to die alone
thats why im here
to be with you for ever
in your heart in your mind
i will always be there for you
from our start till for eve

[L2Mc]

This weak fragile heart
already torn apart
I have lost all my blood
While these emotions flood
What is this thing called love?
Does it come from heaven above?
Or is it an agent of hell?
To take me where demons dwell
Love is a most mysterious beast
On my thoughts it does feast
Does Love want me killed?
Or does it want me with happiness filled?

Perhaps I will never know.
For know I follow my hearts flow.

[tsunade ^_^]

Do sum of you have issues or are you guys just normally so deep?

[L2Mc]

You don't have to have problems to create something meaningful. That is something a lot of people do not seem to understand.

[aki_san]

There they walk down that aisle.
Their family and friends are watching them with smiles on their faces.
You can’t stop smiling.
You are going to be with the one you love forever.
She looks at you and smiles.
You can see the happiness in her eyes.
You feel like you are the most happiest man in the world.
Where you finish saying "I do's" you run down the aisle together.
Hand in hand.
Side by side.
Together forever.

[ZrAeNiAn]

Do sum of you have issues or are you guys just normally so deep?

dont think issues have something to do with it, for me its just a outlet for feelings. Others punch a bag, others kick a ball... i write.

-Zr-

[badash]

Well not bad guys I like quite alot of stuff there... though sometimes its a bit boring to read about somebody's misery,

Guess I'm more of a third person perspective guy,

Hell ill try my hand at this soon too!!!

[WalkingFish]

can i use these for school that ok cuz there A+ material there awsome

[Bap]

I've heard stories of places
That existed once upon a time.
They tell of wooden trees
With living green leaves.
They tell of plains of grass
That run for miles without end.

I wish that our world
Was not black and white.
I wish our miles of gravel
Were the grassy hills,
And our spires of metal
Were the forests of green.

The story will not end
Happily ever after.
Our plastic world
Will suffocate us
And we will gasp for the air
Of the stories of old.

you like? just made it up :P

[ZrAeNiAn]

can i use these for school that ok cuz there A+ material there awsome

you can NOT use mine... sharing these things with you is 1 thing, but there is no way you can use them for your own gain.

-Zr-

[Bap]

Same with me. My poetry is an expression of myself, so i don't want anyone using it.

[aki_san]

Do sum of you have issues or are you guys just normally so deep?

dont think issues have something to do with it, for me its just a outlet for feelings. Others punch a bag, others kick a ball... i write.

-Zr-agreed. i am the same way. we all have differnet ways to express feelings. :)

[aki_san]

Thinking
The boy thinks about her.
So many things he could have changed
As he thinks of his past with her.
He wishes he could do it over.
He wished he had not been a fool.
He wished to feel her soft lips press against his.
He wished he had another chance with her.
He knows those moments with her
He will never have again.
But he will always keep them in
His heart.
------------------------------------------------------------------
Mother and Son
The boy has a mother that was never there for him.
Never saw his work from school.
Never read the stories he made.
Never saw his school concerts.
He only sees her every few months.
The visits aren’t very long but it makes the boy happy.
Even if she is never there for him the boy still loves he deeply.
------------------------------------------------------------------
The Broken Girl
The girl wanted to die.
She had lost the boy she was in love with.
He broke up with her.
She went into a deep sorrow
That she could not get over.
When her life was caving in
A light appeared.
It was her friends.
Friends that care about her.
She had something to live for.

[King Vamp]

HIDE

Run throw the woods

Hide if you can

But it is still there

With you the whole time

In your dreams

In your thoughts.

Riping you apart.

Tearing a your soul.

Until you are alone and dead.



(Just For The Record I AM NOT GOTH OR EMO!!!)

[kjrav]

Haiku

As I fall asleep
And the night sweeps over me
The darkness has come


Now it is morning
As I awake from my slumber
Light has taken all

[uchiha_melody]

Roses are red violates are blue and i love you XD!!!!!!!!!ahem no really ....i love reading but i cant write...hehe~~

[Octo]

First poem ever:

Emotions left inside
To break free they yearn
There they must reside
For the words still burn

Emotions left unshared
Weeping heart
They still cared
How could they
Feelings that never start

Bleak future, crap past
Loved ones close
Life moving too fast
Ending it all
Overdose.

Life slipping
No one near
Blood dripping
Leaving, no fear


Second poem ever:

I've been lost for so long
Do I want to be found
Friends try
I hear no sound

Sitting alone
People near
I am invisible
Should I show my fear

Someone sits
They notice me
A new hope
an insult
the feeling passes

returning home
empty house
loveless and deserted
I cry by myself

hope for the next day
knowing...
it will stay the same
no one cares

For the record, I'm goth and emo. All of this relates or pertains to my life. I wish it didn't but it does.

[Hellchild915]

"If I saw you would you look at me?
If I came to you would you come to me?
If our eyes, then our lips met would you love me?
If our souls became shattered and away from one another, would you repair those broken bounds?
How equally is our love in the eyes of a wounded bond."

EDIT: For the record I didnt write this I just thought it was cool

[retsam]

hellchild, you female :( I knew that you did this.... Nice quote, next time don't steal my stuff :(

**points against Hellchild please :P

[Hellchild915]

hellchild, you female :( I knew that you did this.... Nice quote, next time don't steal my stuff :(

**points against Hellchild please :P

Thats not your quote "you lie like a rug"

[retsam]

it tis mine! i was getting help translating that to japanese, since they don't have all those words in japanese (so i asked you to help me summarize it)

Theif ! :( :P

[graff]

i lay awake stairing at ticks and tocks of clocks
with minor fits of insomnia keeping these eyes open
it seems like clarity but i know otherwise.
i wait for them to slowly close so i can go to where i belong.
a vivid world of nothing right and nothing wrong
a world that simply is nothing more then what it is.
but it seems that im denied my pleasure at times when i seek it.
i wish to hold it to see it to make it and all of its things tangible.
but instead i slip into a state of concious unconciousness.

[Drunken_Master_Rock_Lee]

Life is like the flow of the a cloud,
it continue and you gotta be proud,
cause everything you accomplish has a meaning,
you got to understand it and keep learning,
the flow of life won't wait for anybody,
and it won't go faster either for nobody,
you just got to follow his rythm and smile,
cause life is too short to stay immobile,
so while you still can enjoy it completly,
so you won't have regrets and cry sadly,
so this poem is for all you complainers, stop relying on yourself and just become a lover.

[Ninja - Pirate]

eeeh, poems? hmmmm, I feel like writing something long, to whom it concernians :wink:

- " When the wind knocks at my window,
the vibrating glass echoes in the night,
the cold feeling of its body against my hand.
My fingers float across the room,
touching the door to the outer world.
In an blink of an eye I'm outside,
soaring the skies without no wings, without no fear.
White flowers decends from the heaven above,
I must dance, dance my way through,
a fight with nature's own blessing,
a struggle against my own roots.
Against the vind I feel you're hands around my shoulders,
as to comfort me, as to grab me thight and hold me forever.
My vision grows blury, and salt is flowing,
my eyes are filled with tears.
As we float the skies,
staring into eachothers eyes,
we embreace ourselves,
two souls chained together in
a moment of union, before
I'm brutally dragged back into my room,
were my fingers feel dead and cold against the window.." -

[Ikilledcasper]

Please dont be to brutal....

As I lay here with the chill of darkness creeping through my body, my only regret is not to be able to see your face or hold you in my arms one more time. But as the darkness grows I am not saddened, but hold close to my heart the memories that we once had. The inevitable has come and the darkness has all but over taken me, but do not be sad my love, for if you keep me in your heart then we shall always forever stay together as one.

[kjrav]

It *sniff* made me *sniff* cry. :cry:

[tsunade ^_^]

dats four words

*so I went*

[badash]

I would LOVE to comment on here but that's only coz I'm a fan of GREAT poetry, but I guess if I did it would just sound nasty,

But for not being Pros there is some pretty good stuff here!!!

And tsunade ^_^'s *so I went* was the bestest so far!!!

Love it!!!

[L2Mc]

this one is generic on purpose it is supposed to apply to a lot of people and be kinda motivational...'

I

I am an artist
I am a recluse
I am a radical
I am giving myself to create something for the world
I am giving myself to destroy the world
I am my dreams
I am my nightmares
I am intelligent
I am dumb
I am weak
I am powerful
I do not yield
I do not persevere
I do not cheat
I do not play by the rules
I do not fail
I do not win
I cry
I bleed
I feel
I love
I hate
I fight
I support
I have been put down
I have put down
I have been beaten
I have beaten
I have been killed
I have killed
I have been resurrected
I have resurrected
I have walked through heaven's gate
I have swam through hell's lake
I am my own imagination
I am my own creativity
I am my own free will
I am my illustrations
I am my photographs
I am my poems
I am carefree
I am overly critical
I am the dark
I am the light
I am everything
I am nothing
I am whole

I am I
[/b]

['W']

no name for this one... lets call it.. DoubleU's Messed Up Head :P
Stranded within my eternal mind,
No way to escape the darkness,
As I try to find the light,
My sanity reaches new lows,
Brilliance is a fragile thought,
One step away from insane,
So now my mind is simply there,
detached from my eternal soul.

and now for a fun one :P

"I Watched"
I watched the show,
every single week,
I watched it until,
The fillers got weak,
I watched the fillers,
Then they got wierd,
I watched and it happened,
The thing that I feared,
I watched an episode,
With the same old thing,
I watched a rasengan,
Nothing new they bring,
I watched....Naruto...

ok now a funny one ^^

...P........
......O.....
..E..........
.......M...

the end :P

['W']

One more :P this is one I made back in highschool.
Edit: This one was published in a poetry.com book

Life

Life is but an endless stream,
Existing as if it is a dream.
We work and play, that's all we do,
Seemingly happy, but not always true.
Mindless drones we seem at times,
Working separate, silent as mimes.
Our thoughts and ideas remain within,
Some thoughts so bad, we call it a sin.
A sin to think, what is that for?
It's just an idea, not breaking the door.
No one is perfect, we're all the same,
Flesh and blood, bones and brain,
We all feel pain; we all feel love,
But we hide it when push comes to shove.
We're all human, living, alive,
We must work together if we will survive.
Life is too precious to be a drone,
So go out, have fun, for life is your home.

[graff]

I would LOVE to comment on here but that's only coz I'm a fan of GREAT poetry, but I guess if I did it would just sound nasty,

But for not being Pros there is some pretty good stuff here!!!

And tsunade ^_^'s *so I went* was the bestest so far!!!

Love it!!!

i take offense -__-

i am a pro lol

ive been published 3 times twice in literary magazines (didnt get paid for those) and was a featured poet in poetry.com's book thingy.

[AK47]

I would LOVE to comment on here but that's only coz I'm a fan of GREAT poetry, but I guess if I did it would just sound nasty,

But for not being Pros there is some pretty good stuff here!!!

And tsunade ^_^'s *so I went* was the bestest so far!!!

Love it!!!

i take offense -__-

i am a pro lol

ive been published 3 times twice in literary magazines (didnt get paid for those) and was a featured poet in poetry.com's book thingy.
congratulations
did you post your poems here? i want to read em.

[badash]

I would LOVE to comment on here but that's only coz I'm a fan of GREAT poetry, but I guess if I did it would just sound nasty,

But for not being Pros there is some pretty good stuff here!!!

And tsunade ^_^'s *so I went* was the bestest so far!!!

Love it!!!

i take offense -__-

i am a pro lol

ive been published 3 times twice in literary magazines (didnt get paid for those) and was a featured poet in poetry.com's book thingy.


Awwww... graff I feel terrible now,

Sorry was not saying it like that BUT I was thinking heavy stuff like Poe,


Again sorry about that :(

[ZrAeNiAn]

she understands the art of being with me
In my body she made place for two
In my eyes she lives, in my ears
She hears en see my whole life with me
Sometimes she will sing in my heart
Where it turned night, she put on lights
And because of her i can penetrate towards
Till the everlasting treasure of our exsistence.

Just like this i want to life on
Shelter with eachother
And if grow old, only with her.

She knows all my dreams and wonders
Al my haste and all my sadness and regrets
When i smile she knows the tears
Who lie behind us in time

Just like this i want to life on
Shelter with eachother
And if grow old, only with her.

She is more then words can say
In my body she made place for two
But who can explain a wonder
And a wonder i will carry with me

-Zr-

[graff]

yeah im not a pro like poe....see im a poet

hahaha ive posted a few but there really short and they werent things that i wrote with anything in mind simply my mind wandering

[Hime_sama]

-Zr- is that a song? cuz if not it be a neat song!

[Hellchild915]

I wrote this like a week ago

Why is it that I cant get her out of my head, I thought that not seeing her would make it stop but it didn’t, I thought that not talking to her would make it stop but it didn’t, what about her makes me wanna see and talk to her. What about her made me get sick when I saw her today what about her made wanna hug her and not let go. Why do I miss her. I wish I was brave enough to tell her I like her and get it over with I know that my heart will be broken but I think that doing that would end it, but what is it about her that stops me from this.

[Octo]

Part 1:

You make me feel
My senses awaken
To a world so real
I am forsaken

As soon as we arrive
Your hand slips from mine
You’ve abandoned me
And I struggle to survive

No sign to bring me back
My body shudders and turns numb.
I fall further and further into the black
I enjoy it, the beginning, of my life as scum.


Part 2:

Around every corner, a new thrill
A chill down my spine as I want more
I discover a new pill.
I can’t feel anymore.

Every step a cloud, as I wander heaven
It starts to fade, I need a fix
Where better to go, than seven-eleven
I meet a man, with a large bag of tricks.

From pills to needles I skip with a grin.
A more intense rush, I’m in love
I’m all the way up to heroin.
I don’t step on clouds, I fly above.

Part 3:

It fades like a dream.
As the world is clarified.
It loses that magical gleam
I sit alone and terrified.

My source behind bars
I search for fun
I look down at my scars
A past I won’t outrun.

As I walk down the street people stare
I look for a friendly face
Is it my peeling skin or greasy hair?
I feel out of place, I’m a disgrace.

Part 4:

I search the alleys
Someone must have a stash
I search and search and finally
I find some rolled up cash.

The cash spent, acid in hand
I feel my blood flow
As my body leaves this land
I stand high atop my plateau

The world turns gray
My vision starts to fade
From the path of life I stray
Too high to be afraid


Is it any good?

[narutoIZZAbest]

daaaaaaaang, that's really good-- and you wrote this when you were drunk? :P

[grim-diablo]

i aggree some is good the rest will give me nightmares :P :P :P :P :P

[006]

Nice poems guys really liked them
( This isnt mine I got it from a friend theres a story behind it but im not gonna explain it if you want me too i will though nyways)

"Someone told me that he always adored when it rains, for he felt the
world being washed away; cleansed out of all its miseries and left with
one thing it could have, little droplets of hope left by the rain which
deluded the world... which inspired him start a bright new day. Now I
know why he left us...so that he could be that droplet that he always
believed in and be that hope that drove him to find peace within
himself... Thanks friend "

[Midnight_Jewel]

I posted this a long time ago..and Im posting it again for other's opinion. :P :P :P

I.
Too Many questions
Not a single answer
Rose did the moon so full
I broke down
I cried, silently I screamed
I cut, I bled the blood unseen
Crazines took over me
Like a fire spreading over the forest thee
Getting hype getting wings
Tonight hunt I shall
Bloodlust higher than ever
senses tingling, getting sharper
Remembering the silent screams
The bleeding of the blood unseen
I closed my eyes I closed my wings
And fell...
I fell as the midnight rise
Denying the truth, I die.

[006]

Very nice I really like it, good job A++++++ Wish I was as half as good as some of you guys x.x

[narutoIZZAbest]

=( so dark...

well the writing was good so it was awesome!

[Midnight_Jewel]

HAHAHAH!! I was being....iono. its kinda weird when I was writing that poem. :S

[grim-diablo]

nice i didn't read it butNICE

[Anna Hatake]

that's good i have some poems if any one wants to here them
well here's mine

Time passes people move
like a rivers flow it never ends
A childest mind will turn to noble ambitions
Young love will become deep affection
The clear waters surface reflects growth

i made three more if anybody's interested

[justasomeone]

i write only when I feel down like whats on my mind at the time...heres a love poem.. me and my girl broke up.. so I decided to write about it

..
I should be over you since the day you went away
I miss you so much and I don't know what to say
hurts just to think we had to end it all like that
till today hoping that maybe you would come back
but in the end it was your choice to stay friends
and now it seems like everything has come to an end
you said you'll be there and that you'd cared
guess you forgot about all the times we shared
like how we used to spend time and having you around
want you back in my life but your nowhere to be found
love is a lesson to see because nothing lasts forever
no matter how long you wait it will never get better
but now your gone and if your happy ill tell you this
I love you and you're the one that I will always miss..


leave comments on what you think of it.. thanks

[Anna Hatake]

That's really good i get my inspiration from the stuff i see and here

[006]

that's good i have some poems if any one wants to here them
well here's mine

Time passes people move
like a rivers flow it never ends
A childest mind will turn to noble ambitions
Young love will become deep affection
The clear waters surface reflects growth

i made three more if anybody's interested
:) yea

[Anna Hatake]

thx

[~Hyuuga Neji~]

New Type of twinkle twinkle star:~

Niple-Niple Where You Are
can i push u in my car
up above the chest so high
always milky never dry
lick and lick and lets get high

and the rest i kinda forgotten

:cry: :cry: when i remember i wil post it again :twisted: :twisted: :twisted:

[Anna Hatake]

here's anotherone i just made

It is something that grows over time.
A true friendship.
A felling in the heart.
That grows over time.
The passion of friendship.
Will soon blossom.
Into a rightcoues power.
Through it you will know which way to go.

[Dorphuk]

I lost myself once in a dream
sadly i woke up only to be found

[Masah]

I wrote this in the early 70s when I was in a little band..


Theres a lady whos sure
All that glitters is gold
And shes buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and shes buying a stairway to heaven.

Theres a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook
Theres a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

Theres a feeling I get
When I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And its whispered that soon
If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If theres a bustle in your hedgerow
Dont be alarmed now,
Its just a spring clean for the may queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
Theres still time to change the road youre on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it wont go
In case you dont know,
The pipers calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How evrything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And shes buying a stairway to heaven.

[DonEmu]

i wrote this when i was 10(updated it cause my grammar wasnt so good back then 8) )

Sadness is the path i walk
Happiness only brought me pain
I came into this world alone
And alone i walk the path to death
Why does one who doesnt know love
Yearn for it so deep in his heart
Is the darkness really a creature of its own
Or merely the absence of the light
Sorrow is the only thing i trust
Because sorrow walks this path i chose
So goodbye...
To the happiness i never knew...

[CRtwenty]

I wrote this in the early 70s when I was in a little band..


Theres a lady whos sure
All that glitters is gold
And shes buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows
If the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and shes buying a stairway to heaven.

Theres a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook
Theres a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

Theres a feeling I get
When I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And its whispered that soon
If we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn
For those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If theres a bustle in your hedgerow
Dont be alarmed now,
Its just a spring clean for the may queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
Theres still time to change the road youre on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it wont go
In case you dont know,
The pipers calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How evrything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And shes buying a stairway to heaven.

-_-

I'm going to hurt you

[shadowwolfx]

well its not that great but i guess ill post it v.v

for she is cunning like the dark red fox
and beautiful as the midnight sky,
her light blue hair moves with a flutter
and body sways like a soft echo,
her face glows like a soft moonlight
and her kindness shines as bright as sun,
her eye dark green with a shade of amber

what i would give to tell her that i love her,
but the problem remains "would she love me too?"
why do these things play back in my head?
how must i tell her how i feel,
when i look into her eye i always look away,
she cannot see into my soul,
for that part of me no'one knows

even though we are together
and i really hope it lasts forever,
even if it doesnt i will be glad for the times ive shared with her,
hours, minutes and even seconds,
maybe i will build some courage,
and maybe someday things will be right,
for once in my life..
and maybe my silent love will be spoken..

[Nick]

I wrote sometime in the summer of 2002 one night after I didn't know how else to express the feelings of what was going on while I served as a US Marine. At the time I was deployed to the Pakistan-Afghanistan border in the aftermat of the September 11th incident. While unpacking my things I found this poem between some old pictures.

Enjoy.

Mosquitoes kiss me in the pale moon light
Bursts of fire and shrapnel in my sights
Warm salted sweat burns my eyes
Home is a place I’ve already forgotten
The river is calm now, the wind has died down
A Man, not a Monster…lays on the ground.

[Anna Hatake]

here's something one of my "dude"friend wrote cause he's sick of the way girls are always ignoring him....(it wasn't for me tho)
I'm sorry
That I was raised with respect;
not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry
That my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry
That I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"

I'm sorry
That I am actually nice;
not an asshole

I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry
I would rather make love to you then just f**k you
like some random guy.

I'm sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to,
but never good enough to date

I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back when you threw up,and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,
but when we went out you went home with another guy


I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry
If I start not being there, and being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new asshole comes around

I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but don't care But most of all

I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am

[mangekyou.sasuke]

Shattered Pieces
Inside my sleeve, I pull out my heart,
handing it to you, "careful it's fragile,
and easily falls apart."

Extending your arms, you take the heart in
your tender warm hands.
It falls into a million shattered pieces - on
the floor it lands.

You begin to bend down to pick it up, sorrow and
sadness in your eyes.

Apologies are not enough.

Looking at you with tears in my eyes,
I ask you not to pick up the pieces of a heart
that has fallen apart.

I am the one who needs to pick up the pieces of
my shattered heart - one by one, piece by piece.

I need to put it together again, some how. some way.

Each piece of my heart has a memory so true.
Each piece of my heart has part of you.

You are the one who is leaving to start a new lease on life.
I'll just be here on my knees picking up the pieces of a
heart that feels like it's being pierced with a knife.

All my tears won't keep you near
All my tears won't mend what's not here.

Again I look at you with a whisper in my voice,
The only way my heart will mend and finally be complete,
is if you and I can come together without being discreet.
You see, what we have here and today, helps me face the
world, with a love for you that gives a glow -
but now, my darling, you made a choice.

My heart is on this floor, shattered and broke.
With each piece I pick up -
I need to learn to let go.

Want to read more poems by me?
just visit: http://so-called-me.blogspot.com

[Spangle]

OMG there is a lot of poets around here well this is one of mine.

Fallen Angels

There is part of me that only feels pain but there is also part that loves. Light fails in the darkness of the human soul.

I see, but I am blind.

To walk in darkness is easy but to walk in the light is hard. Joy is just another emotion the same as pain and love.

I hear, but I am deaf.

To live is to love, to love is to take the chance, to take the chance is to take the joy but the pain goes hand-in-hand with the joy. To pass up the chance is to be a fool and only a fool will falter and fail.

I am dead, but I will live forever…

[Flyin]

Well, this one's from a dear friend of mine, Kenny Z, I work with the guy. He's amazing, he can turn anything into a dirty rhyme.

Hickory dickory dock, the bitch was suckin' my cock. The clock struck two, I blew my goo, and said 'Bitch, go make me a samich!'

That's my favourite...'cause I loves me a good samich.

[NMK]

OMG there is a lot of poets around here well this is one of mine.

Fallen Angels

There is part of me that only feels pain but there is also part that loves. Light fails in the darkness of the human soul.

I see, but I am blind.

To walk in darkness is easy but to walk in the light is hard. Joy is just another emotion the same as pain and love.

I hear, but I am deaf.

To live is to love, to love is to take the chance, to take the chance is to take the joy but the pain goes hand-in-hand with the joy. To pass up the chance is to be a fool and only a fool will falter and fail.

I am dead, but I will live forever…

That's good, you have any other poems you can share?

[Nick]

I have to admit that this isnt poetry per say...but sometimes I like to sit and free-write and it's always interesting to see what thoughts splash out of my head and land on the screen. I call the following:

Immeasurable

‘Hate’ is a very powerful emotion, but it’s also just a word. It’s a word capable of destroying even the world as we know it. And when we say the phrase, “the world as we know it”, we’re usually using it in terms of a measurement. -A measurement such as an inch, a mile, a pound, or size overall. In this instance, “the world as we know it” is the measurement of all that our mortal eyes can see. Yet, this measurement still has rules, boundaries, and limits...

Then, there’s the word ‘Love’.

Now, if hate is such a big and powerful emotion, what then is the measure of love? I think that our first mistake was trying to measure it in to begin with. Have you ever asked your parents “Do you love me this much”? (with your arms open real wide)

Well, it’s possible that our minds simply couldn’t comprehend the measure of love. And because my simple mind has no way of measuring the dimensions of how big this particular emotion is, I will compare it to the vast oceans of the world I live on...

At first we were overwhelmed at the site of it (the ocean). Eventually we’d come to find ourselves testing the waters with our curious toes. And then it wasn’t long after till we’d dove in head first, exploring and fulfilling all our curiosities. Some of us had the time of our lives in this new vast ocean finding treasures and seeing new and interesting creatures, all the while building memories of incredible experiences. But then there were those that were taken by the currents too far, or got too close to the creatures of the deep causing them to attack out of fear. These experiences were memorable but certainly not pleasurable. Most gained a sense of caution when ever dealing with the ocean. Others… simply never returned to it at all.

[Chidongan]

I have to admit that this isnt poetry per say...but sometimes I like to sit and free-write and it's always interesting to see what thoughts splash out of my head and land on the screen. I call the following:

Immeasurable

‘Hate’ is a very powerful emotion, but it’s also just a word. It’s a word capable of destroying even the world as we know it. And when we say the phrase, “the world as we know it”, we’re usually using it in terms of a measurement. -A measurement such as an inch, a mile, a pound, or size overall. In this instance, “the world as we know it” is the measurement of all that our mortal eyes can see. Yet, this measurement still has rules, boundaries, and limits...

Then, there’s the word ‘Love’.

Now, if hate is such a big and powerful emotion, what then is the measure of love? I think that our first mistake was trying to measure it in to begin with. Have you ever asked your parents “Do you love me this much”? (with your arms open real wide)

Well, it’s possible that our minds simply couldn’t comprehend the measure of love. And because my simple mind has no way of measuring the dimensions of how big this particular emotion is, I will compare it to the vast oceans of the world I live on...

At first we were overwhelmed at the site of it (the ocean). Eventually we’d come to find ourselves testing the waters with our curious toes. And then it wasn’t long after till we’d dove in head first, exploring and fulfilling all our curiosities. Some of us had the time of our lives in this new vast ocean finding treasures and seeing new and interesting creatures, all the while building memories of incredible experiences. But then there were those that were taken by the currents too far, or got too close to the creatures of the deep causing them to attack out of fear. These experiences were memorable but certainly not pleasurable. Most gained a sense of caution when ever dealing with the ocean. Others… simply never returned to it at all.

Thats pretty good.

Very good metaphor of love and hate.

[eyeshadowlady]

Here's one of mine:


Book of Life


"What am I doing here?" she says to herself

And she says this too many times

Though she is no philosopher, just a girl who

Never learns the same lesson twice

But three times, four times, five to suffice.

She never says no but five minutes too late

And never suggests the regrets of her fate.

How many times does she have to repeat

The same mistake?

One cut, two cut, three cut, four

Five cut, six cut, seven cuts more.

"Old habits never die," she says with dismay

"And neither do I," she will always say

As though, just months ago, she didn't discern

That a life not cherished is a life not earned.

"They didn't break my spirit, why must I break my own?"

She always asks the question with the answer never known.

[eyeshadowlady]

i wrote this when i was 10(updated it cause my grammar wasnt so good back then 8) )

Sadness is the path i walk
Happiness only brought me pain
I came into this world alone
And alone i walk the path to death
Why does one who doesnt know love
Yearn for it so deep in his heart
Is the darkness really a creature of its own
Or merely the absence of the light
Sorrow is the only thing i trust
Because sorrow walks this path i chose
So goodbye...
To the happiness i never knew...

wow, you wrote that when you were 10? that's pretty amazing.

[narutoIZZAbest]

O_O

Sea



Salt water bitter like unspoken words,

Unpredictable tides as changeable as moods,

Mysteries that belong deep along the heart of a soul,

A wreck of ships

Hidden by thick fog,

Sailors can hope

But their destination is never reached,

It was never there,

Searching for what cannot be found.

Over thinking a journey will not prove useful.

Not here.

--
maybe i posted it in here before. i don't remember. anyways this poem isn't that hard to figure it.

[eyeshadowlady]

hm finally found more of my poetry on a jump drive I lost. Here's another darker one.


Regress


My mind retraces, replaces the words that slipped out
It races, thinks of the faces towering over
Cowering over my own feet
Thoughts of retreat clouding
Doubting my own decisions, where I
Made the wrong incisions
Should have put an end to transmissions between
Myself and those who’d seen
Me in vulnerability
Should have gained credibility first
Before quenching their never-ending thirst.
I lie bleeding, I’m seething,
Ceding to their demands
Succeeding in holding my hands behind me
I’d rather they scrape out my eyes and blind me
Praying someone will come and find me.
They stick the knife in and turn
The swelling is starting to burn
Insides exposed; I arose
Can’t feel my head from my toes
Waiting for my eyes to close; knees bent
Sight failing, heart wailing; I relent
Searching for some repent in their shadowy eyes
But only catch the conviction in their own lies.
I lie awake, gasping
Grasping for the unseen knife
Life ending, mending the wounds with one slide;
Lifting my head to a velvety sky.

[Nova]

I couldn't find a place to just post writing. Just a five minute free-write I wrote not to long ago.

Instincts

I sat on the edge of a small cliff overlooking a stagnant lake. The water was never that clean, but you could take the occasional swim without worry. This place was my place of peace. Everyone in my small rural community knew it. And so they respected it.

This day was different. I had been thinking to myself all week. I was hurt, and in turn I hurt someone dear to me. The feud had been going for years. I took it too far. I was now losing my mind to guilt. I felt as if I wanted to claw open my chest and smother my beating heart. At times it beat with such bestial fury I thought it would explode within my torso. Why was I being tortured? I had been going about my life like any other day. Maybe this place would bring me peace.

There was a slight rustling in the bushes behind me. I turned to see a large black dog ambling toward me. No, not a dog, a wolf. He walked over to me and looked into my eyes. His deep pupils pulled me in like a spiraling vortex of darkness. There was a story in his eyes. It was one of the ancients. Things he had done, things had regretted, and things he had loved. I pulled myself from his hypnotic gaze and studied his other features. His fur wasn't dirty and weathered as that of an elder animal. It had a soft sheen like that of a newborn puppy. At last, he walked to the edge of the cliff and sat down nobly beside me.

Perplexed, I asked,"What are you doing here?" He tilted his head in confusion at my question. Suddenly a voice boomed inside my mind,"I've always been here." Hearing the voice of a beast inside my head startled me quite a bit. What power did this creature possess? The voice exploded again,"Humans. Why do you fear what you know to be truth?" I wasn't startled at this response, it was more a slight trace of curiosity unraveling in my mind. I recognized this creature now.

I raised my own hand into the light of the setting sun. The crimson light shown through my fingers like blood on the claws of a beast. What did it mean to have an opposable thumb? I was the same as him. "Animal....." As I uttered that word the noble creature at my side dissipated into the growing shadow of dusk. The clawing creature inside my chest ceased his attack and I felt I was at peace now. The guilt that day blew away with the wind.

[Sasukemania]

Well its not really poetry but anyway...

Your eyes were beautiful, but they didn't know where to look at...
Your skin was smooth, but it was cold at touch
Your lips were sweet, but had more poison than nuclear sky...
The language you used had a chemical reaction
your hair were like silk, and smell like flowers and cigarettes..
you said "lets die together", at least i meant what i said..

[eyeshadowlady]

Well its not really poetry but anyway...

Your eyes were beautiful, but they didn't know where to look at...
Your skin was smooth, but it was cold at touch
Your lips were sweet, but had more poison than nuclear sky...
The language you used had a chemical reaction
your hair were like silk, and smell like flowers and cigarettes..
you said "lets die together", at least i meant what i said..

That's poetry. Poetry doesn't have to rhyme or flow in one particular pattern. That's a misconception. You actually had a pattern though, and a popular one: your __ were __, but ___


And I get the impression this was about a girl who lied/was hypocritical. :)

[spacecadet319]

You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much drugs
Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope
Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both
Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine
Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, fucking my shine
Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing
Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king
I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher
Bitch ass niggaz, better call me sire
Burn my kingdom, must use fire
Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Wire
Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all
Bust matics, chrome static I ain't fuckin' with y'all
Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray
Quick to kill a motherfucker, like boom bye yeah

[Tatsujin]

I want to share this...


Chido my idol....
Azure my friend...
U Make a Shmex club to make us the best...
I dont know what I'll do,
When U will gone...
I'll pray to Lord Yuber to possess my soul...
I know this sounds stupid,but this is the truth....
The Shmex club is one thing that make me feels good!
All praises to Chido,Azure and All that inspired them.

[Sasukemania]

I want to share this...


Chido my idol....
Azure my friend...
U Make a Shmex club to make us the best...
I dont know what I'll do,
When U will gone...
I'll pray to Lord Yuber to possess my soul...
I know this sounds stupid,but this is the truth....
The Shmex club is one thing that make me feels good!
All praises to Chido,Azure and All that inspired them.

If this is the truth, i think you need help...well most people do...

[Tatsujin]

I'm affraid that this is truth for most of Shmex Club members...
If its not...
Resign!

[letsrock0303]

Here are some lyrics from one of my songs:

Falling Sickness

And I can't sleep through the darkness of tonight
Is it so hard for you to make things right
Just try to breathe under these dark waters now
but please don't expect anything and don't ask how

This hope shines through the greyest skies
Do you mind if I ask why

Everything so picturesque everything so calm
But a pain lingers inside something is definately wrong
look upon this scarred heart pass judgement upon
Can you feel the longing can you really see
There once was something deep inside but where is it now
Sinking from betrayal sickness falling down

So what if you hurt me what did it accomplish
Did it make you feel more than less
Wondering if you ever cared but now I know
You did as long as I stayed gold

Please hope shine through this greyest of skies
I promise I wont ask why

And that's it. I hope you all like it. It is about whatever you think it should be about.

[Nova]

Thought I'd take a crack at poetry after about 4 years.

Sick or Sad

My body is light
My veins run cold
My eyes try to fight
I feel decrepit and old

Am I sick or sad
It's hard to distinguish
Things seem too real
My feelings extinguished

My blood like frost
My heart of stone
I can't pay your cost
It was easier alone

Am I sick or sad
This time it's not fake
I can see what you are
My mind is awake

My eyes finally rest
My dreams are at ease
This choice was best
You were the disease

A bit emo, I know. But I feel sick....I think I have the flu.

A second poem. It's kind of written from the perspective of a creator (God).

The Draftsman

He leaned back admiring his work.
Each line he had drawn with special care and precision.
Everything he drew had to be perfect.
He blew the dust from his eraser to the floor.
He knew he wouldn't be remembered for his work,
But still he smiled widely.
This was his greatest creation.
He was not the architect;
Who would be famous for the project.
Nor was he the workers;
Who would be seen working on the monument.
He was the draftsman.
He provided the blueprint.
It is the others;
Who will bring his dream to fruition.

[Nova]

Thorns

A rose is a saddened flower.
She blossoms so beautifully;
Everyone wants her.
Most try to grab her,
But aren't willing to endure her thorns.
Many wear gloves to cheat her,
But she can never feel their touch.
She believes her thorns are a curse.
Maybe they are her gift.
Protecting her for the one
That will one day come.
When that hand reaches out,
It will not flench at the pain of her thorns.
Instead, he will pluck it gently from the earth.