When the fire crackles at the wood
and the stars are shinning bright
The eyes are brought about its dance
It brings a sense of tranquility to the night
Out in the wooded grove
the night all around you
the sounds of nature grow
as the season stays about you
The fireflies dance like wisps...
I lost hope in what I believed in,
And now confusion just remains.
I used to be bright but now I'm murky,
I feel darkness flowing in my veins.
I lost my reason to continue my life,
What was the thing I live for?
The person I live for now turns her back,
*Note: I made this because of my emotions sooooo..... I don't exactly know what to name the poem. It's up to you what you wanna name it.*
Scorned, lashed, and punished,
Did I commit any crime?
Is it that horrible of an act?
That it could only be forgiven after a long time?
Did I commit a...
People walk by,
Their souls will never fly .
They walk too fast,
Wanting to escape the past.
The hated won't go,
Always too slow.
Maybe it's a sign,
This is such bad malign.
Times were bad for Uncle Max
his drinking was sky high
He was spending money used for tax
To be sober, he was giving a try
He sent a letter
to family and friends
to get better
One thing in life
that's never certain
could probably be
cannot be determined
by our own wishes
I know that life is troubling
and things don't always go our way
but in these times of trouble
there is One to whom we can turn
God will never give us
more than we can handle
He gave us His son Jesus
The place is soft with ashen wood
And dreams would die if they could
But instead the spring awake from flowers
To dead and made of thunderous power
Why lonely it watches you
Clock hand splits your heart in two
Slowly they entered into to
Some nest of the ice blue
All my life I always seem to be forgotten,
everytime I wake up it changes, my guise,
never meant to be a disguise,
always like this since I was ten,
one day I stick out,
the next I blend in,
becoming almost invisible,
though im hardly invincible,
Darkness and oppression,
fear and aggression,
you have no idea what it takes,
your all a bunch of fakes,
never realizing whats at stake,
always trying to perform,
when you need to be reformed,
Il get the little feeling you wont see me anymore. or someting for some things.Now here comes my poem. Good bye evryone.
Looking to the sky.
Its far away and high.
My heart calls out.
Wat is this all about.
Wat did she want to achive.
She stole my heart.
When I look out of the window
I see the wind blow
Im enjoying the sight
Still I feel so lonely
With who do I wanna be
Please come to me
I just want to see
Okay. o.o Been a while since I posted a poem.
Oh well. Feel free to comment ^^;
Those years left their scars
Carved into my heart
and with too much tension
I will break apart
Suddenly, a single tear
and the feeling returns
This peom is called "I never" Yeah, i wrote it when I was going out with my boyfriend(I still am)even though he made life better this was a period in time that I just couldn't stand life and I felt alone and unloved, ok dont critizes to harshly, well, just go ahead, I know it's not that good.
This is my first poem(as in here!)!
The pain I suffer,
just to be loved.
The pain I feel,
This poem was written for my baby, my rat, Nathaniel Hawthorne Bennett. He was my first rat, and i kept him up until he died. This poem is for him. It was written before he died. Please be kind if you comment. I loved him a lot.
here it is
I watch my baby, his nose twitching
Always on the...
The moon glints off the silky black hair of the hiding Indian.
The moon is reflected off the steel dagger hidden in his hand.
He eyes his prey with clever, savage eyes; watching every move of its muscles.
The Indian crouches down among the brush, just far enough so that the creature cannot see...
If I lived a million years
And accomplished nothing,
Would it not make sense
To live less, but accomplish more?
And if I lived those million years
Rich as aking, but with no friends,
Would it not make sense
Too have lived poor, but at least have friends to talk to?
Imagine living a million...
Someting about how I feel since I feel bad
Note : im no emo -_-' I just got troubles later I wil strenghten up=)
Swalowd by depresion
Was it an infection
Im going berserk
The darkness it wil lurk
The trees are singing across the night
And the flames of fire seeking light
Crash through the window into my sight
To char me down to the ground with a cry
But I would not mind it if I died
So now I’m floating in the sky
Waiting to return to the ground and sigh
Cold caress on my cheek
Soft whisper when I speak
The name of the one
Who was so weak
He left me be
When he went away
Telling me to stay
But I strayed
Threw at him a silver tray
Then cried all day
Warning, this poem deals with religion. if you are intolerate/fickle towards religious freedom then don'tread this. I mean no offence or anything by this poem.
Said to be soaring
across the sky
An angel of the heavens
so light and divine
But what happens when
An angel commits sin?...
They lost the world,
That fiery turn;
It's from idle hands they're forced to learn.
What awful ways they've come to know.
What awful things left to bestow
Upon a child and its life,
Upon a husband and his wife.
It's the same relentless cycle filled with never ending strife.
No inspiration these times. :banghead: Dont know or it makes sence. I think it does.
No place to return to
Nothing you can do
No one that understands you
Crying youre tears are so pure and blue
If you cant return to a place
We’re retrieving the timber -
It’s that time of year again.
It is the Coldest December,
That has happened or ever been.
The blazing embers crackle -
Giving heat unto the night.
We’re free of all the shackles,
That once hindered our delight.
So this the place where you were born only once
And here is where you screamed as you died
As you sang as you rose only to come down and cry
Five futures they have passed and have floated by
You grabbed at them but you had no wings to fly
I wrote this and i am very proud of it. Even though it sucks. -_______-
He covers his arm to hide the scar
He remembers someone saying no one cares who you are
He bought a ticket and came to the dance
He gave socializing one last chance
He sat in the back from everyone He fled
Rising to the act
I find my hand shaking
The ready blast of power
shoots back through my soul;waking
The pulse of life pushes me forward
This strength I feel is divine
From within I feel the fires onward
The road to power that is mine
I wrote this peom dedicating it to my Fluffy!! I love him soo, I don't really like it and its' not really good but whatever
Just another love peom.
You are my love, you are my dream
You are my one, you are my scream
You are my touch, you are my voice
You are my lover, you are my choice
Her hair as flowing as the wind
Her charm and beauty are unbound
In her embrace I'm forever pinned
Her voice such a graceful display of sound
My calm and my cool
My joy and my warmth
My sunshine and my moonlight
My passion and my soul
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