Forum: Poetry

With all the screams that die today Moans the soft echo of the heart, Who, thus slighted, now bleeds to death, Scarred, bruised, and left alone to rot! With all the voices, silence slay, The mute and blinded form of art That gasps with every inch of breath and screams: "Dead, absolutely...

0 The Fool I want to walk down black-coal streets and not scream to all saint to come here and protect me I want to be able to scream backwards in time to the master of all things spinning through me I want to serve myself at the platter of commerce with no mans eye cut loose upon...

But if I could only walk through The clockwork gods that bay I would fine you on the beach Where hermit children play And in the tide would find the nectar Of dreams that passed away And in cloudless sky, a promise The promise you would stay But if I could only listen

Well, not sure I never posted this around here... But probably not, since it's like the 2nd time I post on this forum... I wrote quite some time ago, but I reallly like it. Others said it's pretty good too, so... I hope you guys (and girls) like it. :) Angel The tears he cries are...

How can things be so strange and yet be so normal Can I be both in and out of time? With this angel here above my and that silver devil Sharp and breathing darkness in my spine With fireflies for teeth and tongues that taste like murder. Oh my god you’ve tasted this before! With...

Thoughts of you engulf my mind never allowing me to take one breath without the venom of your memory entering my lungs and flowing through my veins right to my heart. tsuyoi tokimeki wa setsunasa ni naru yo As I lie here dreaming of my days with you I fall further into the inevitable vortex...

I found you’re note outside the college I saw it written all across the sun I found you’re eyes they were bleached with roses Gazing up into the god who’s on the run And though I, I’m a heretic-talker You took head and showed it to the glass And oh that ditch of the ballroom...

Look at all the people who will crucify disgrace Look at all the people who will memorize your face When you look at this world spinning, spinning there in place You really have to wonder, what siren do we chase? Picasso died on Saturday, was buried in the hills Narcissus found...

After I heard about this, I had to write something. There is some, uh, grammar, more than usual, but I thought it fit the poem well. I heard on the news On my fifty-two inch television That a man killed his daughter And was applauded for it. What the ****? She talked to a British...

We just lay there drinking sideways Ann Nui your head was falling All across the tooth-like highways We never drove across though calling Their voices yes I heard them singing All across the bed were ringing And if I said, “Ambition’s stinging” You would say, “Its not worth...

It's pretty sad but these things happen to people where there parents lie to them, beat them up or shout at them for no good reason. And people my dad isn't really like this. Father said he loved me Father said he will always keep a promise But that wasn't true He shouted me for no good...

The endless story of love... A tale as old as time... Different versions of the same... Its fitting it should rhyme... A feeling shared by two... Not seen inside another... Till obstacles from others... Cause them to never bother...

I'll be there waiting, At the edge of hell, My hands finely burning, With eyes tearing at the smell. But worry not little one, My pain will soon be gone, And surely enough release will outlast, Whoever sings this very song.

I woke up in the web of a star With all of these angels blazing so far A lance was I given a lance in the sky “by this sign you’ll conquer, by this sign you’ll die” And if this was knowledge I’d give it away While Roland is weeping, and Oliver plays I saw three different...

I yearn for love, Yet love does not yearn for me. My heart is full of sorrow, But sorrow will not leave. Dreams haunt me at night for being anti-social, But where must i begin......my profil?! So I stay alone, And alone I shall stay. Forever until I find a mate. For true love is what I...

I want to post a poem I wrote, but I'm not sure about one couplet in it. Which do you guys think is better: Emergence by weeks from fractious statues That stamp morale with a staining bruise. or Emergence by weeks from fractious statues of flesh That scathe one’s morale each day...

If this were a poem... Im sure it would tell... A story of love... Or a cry out from hell... If this were a poem... Im sure it would say... A secret is stirring... That will never go away...

To be read at a certain place at a certain time. Only God knows when. Papa My grandfather, The teddy-bear of a man Always ready with a hug Or perhaps a word of encouragement. Always ready to laugh With his Boston accent

I was betryed, then pushed away. Whenever I pass you, I see the hatred in your eyes. Which puts a question in my mind, "Why?" What have i done that makes you feel so sad? What have i done that makes you feel so bad? Have i hurt you? Have i insulted you?

Something is rising within a night so appetizing, Taken in with erudite withdrawals, An eye so scarce from her moonlit hairs beckoned from the midnight ravens call Across so darkened yards are twilight's hidden shards Of souls lost on their way to heaven, What nirvana they share from...

its pretty short but i hope you like it... ^^v ___________________________________________ why are my feelings always snubbed by you i know you dont feel the same way but at least you could tell that to me straight to my face

Here is a poem I recentley wrote.It's of a girl and a guy fiting.I don't know why I wrote this.I started this poem cuz I was sad and then the words just started to poor out into my mind.It's like I saw a movie and suddenley I was in it.I just put me in her shoes and started to write. A...

I gouged out my eyes, so that I don't see your crys. I tore at my ears, till my hearing stopped, so that I couldn't hear your tears drop. I ripped my nose away, no longer smelling your perfume sway. Now I can hold you,

I feel dumbfound But I'm sure that you know it all I feel disheartened But the lengths for you never fall I feel stubborn But it's just because you are I feel heart broken But it's still going like a car

Wrote this one about a serial killer who only killed when he was in a split personality. It is a bit graphic, just a warning. In Order To Kill You I see you there, looking at me You're everything I want to be I just have to keep believing That your looks aren't deceiving

here goes another poem i made years ago (2 years i think), i hope this one sounds and feels better than the first i posted here... i hope you'll like this... The Game Of Life A life , once full of happiness; All fades in complete darkness; The control she had with her destiny; Is now in...

This isn't really a poem; it's more like a prose. But I felt that it flowed sort of like a poem. Also, this is based in the Warhammer 40,000 universe. I've formatted it so it looks more like a poem. It's probably not very good. Oh well. I am the light that hides in shadow. I am the guide,...

:( WHY CAN'T I? ~Why can't i let go? though i know together we couldn't grow... why can't i let go? though in the past you caused me nothing but sorrow... ~Why can't i forget? would that be something to regret?

(Personally, I think my poem is stupid...) Lone Samurai Stagger through the brush, Dragging your feet across swollen earth, Trees of dew, tears of mornings gift falling downward, Do not mourn of loss, Instead shine, Never know what happens next,

(Yea, I know it has a stupid name XP) Tiger Poem Pelt of fiery blaze, Tendrils of darkness weave in intricate design, Claws of sharp steel, Teeth of blades, Stalking it's prey, Crouching caution,