While I do like to write, I haven't done many poems, so they aren't exactly my forté, but I was feeling a little down about something and I thought I'd deal with it creatively, and this is the end result. Any feedback would be appreciated. :~)
For many years he had searched for that one perfect...
The thing about love,
that can hurt or heal,
I have both,
I know pain,
and how it hurts so much,
I know heal,
and how it warms my heart,
yet it erases my mind,
making me start over,
“Father, how much longer
is it till we arrive?
My patience, I wish were stronger
But its not” the son he sighes
“not all that much long lad
not far is the cold train
from setting it iron-clad
body on that town of rain
It was today,
that you came.
and was here to stay,
but thing didn't feel the same.
You began to feel,
so confused and sad.
you couldn't heal,
and that made me mad.
Umm...this is my first poem...I wanted to post it but was too shy...plz nice comments...and this is not how I feel....
I stand here right besides you
Trying to pretend you know i'm here
But day after day you ask me who I am
I tell you my...
**Another poem to add to my vastly growing collection...I haven't done anything like this in a bit (in my opinon)...Dying within oneself I mean...So I thought I'd try it once more because I'm in a darkling mood at the moment. > : )-**
August 28 2006, 11:26 PM
Let Go and Live On
You walk 'long the paths that have all been well tread
A man there walks beside you and is looking quite dead
He collapses beside you and gives you his load
But you can only bear it and leave him on the Road
You get the feeling you have seen all this before
**Mmmmmm! So sleepy but can't sleep! Insomina can be an unforgiving little devil I tell you! It only makes me wanna write sumthin' so that I was trick myself into getting tired enough to fall asleep...Or bake rice krispie squares so the sugar-rush can crash me. LOL! Hope all you readers get a good...
But will you remember me come next summer?
Piper the dude, Piper the man. I am his biggest fan!
An admin in chat and all around friend. He puts up with n00bs till the end!
A sinner admitted, but aren't we all? He always finds a way to have a ball.
A man of dreams, a man of truth. A man not interested in that chick named Ruth.
A long time ago, or so Bill Gates's drones say,
A magical item was created that's still around today.
They tell this story to only a very few.
If too many found out, their careers would be through.
One man sent a message to another four cubicles down.
It read "If this job sucked any more...
It looks like we’re back at where we started
We can’t run away anymore
But why are we running?
What are we running for?
Are we running for the truth?
Of you and me, of what we are?
wherever we’re running to
we will not come very far.
Life is too short, to worry about tomorrow,
Live each day the best we can.
Yesterdays are past and filled with sorrow,
Filled with things done and left undone.
When we waken in the morning light,
My true colors is what I seek
My dynasty is so to speak
My personality is always meek
Yet my true liability is most unique
Oh how I miss you,
wherever you are,
you miss me too,
because we are far.
I send you my voice,
to remind you I'm here,
I don't have a choice,
but to try to be near.
You're making me even more confused,
then I already am.
You're touch sends chills up my spine,
In this ocean of confusion,
I swam and I swam.
I wish my thoughts I could voice to you,
but the words leave me every time.
The only escape I have,
is this deep-thought rhyme.
Don't talk about my friend like that,
She's way cooler than you
Smarter and cuter, and how about you?
Uh huh, that's what I thought
If you mess with my friends,
I'll mess with your face
You won't look so pretty anymore after I'm done with you
So don't you talking trash about my friend
The only thing that really kills.
More than bullets...more than bloodshot eyes.
The only thing that really shines.
More than sun...more than sports cars.
Galloping like a little kid on a "horse"
I'm just so fucking happy with this woman of mine.
I want you to know girl,...
The plain is laid out in array
The hushed wind has naught to say
Upon it a lone wolf bays
Dying in the moonlit day
And with its howl will fangs pray
To the God of War
Scarlet masters of the land
Clutching weapons close in hand
Another one of my long narrative poems though this one is aiming more for irony then the other one.
A scald a burn forever stays
Though I travel life’s branched maze
Given to me years ago
From a sauders inferno glow
A stone it seems upon my brow
Everlasting this tale of love was ment to be
I sought happiness with the one my eyes desired to see
Wanted the thought of yours to belong solely to this heart of me
My love,my passion and desire ,it was my world of...
What if I told you that you were the one...
Who i wanted to be with before my life was done?
What if a memory is all that i ask...
So that these feelings dont stay in the mask!
What if my request was for only one kiss...
Before a chance of "us" is ever missed?
What if the...
You can’t see the sun cause your covered in books
You can’t hold the moon as it silently looks
Down upon your twisted form as you lean on your crook
A shell of a shadow that’s screaming
You shout five dollar bills and words are the same
You cry out about how there is...
why do i feel that i wanna die
my life was fine until my will was broken
im hopin that soon the moon will set and the sun will rise
surprise, all the pain that remains will sease to exist
the mist will clear, you'll hear that im alright, i have won
the fight, the light will shine, and all that...
Forgive me please
For I have done you wrong
I killed the Bishop
Has dragged on for far too long
And though I regret
For what I have done and said
Send me away
**Hmmm...First love...I thought for the nearing of the end of summer's warmth that it would be fitting to write about it (with the impending doom of going to a brand new college and all)...Usually summer is an ideal season for someone to say "I love you" before they're gone.**
August 23, 06,...
Glitter sparkles from his fingertips,
And then takes form of a crystal.
Raise your hand up,
And say the magical phrase.
The black feathers dance,
Around your bare body.
You are now,
The Demoinc Prince.
Take all you own and carry it back
To the sunshining lands of today
And play games the remind me of days
When I’d take off my cloths
And play the pan flute while the running
Wolves would dance in the sun
To make the life of poverty be one
Where happiness was found under rocks and...
This is just me messing around with narrative style...
She met him in the a café
First time posting my poems on this site, second time posting my poems ever on any site. a little something i came up with... :]
My throats on fire,
I’m caught on a wire,
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