Forum: Poetry

Do you see the answers in the gloom? Or do you feel this sense of doom? The night just offers compromise, but I can't... because it's the wrong guise... And all I know is that I'm feeling dead, truly, truly... dead. And I grasp for answers with an empty head,

Something that popped into my head and I had to write it XD it's 7:00AM and I haven't gone to sleep yet :3 curse insomnia even though I write most of my poems late at night/early in the morning XD Standing Up I stand with courage I stand with pride I stand alone For all...

This is a poem that came to mind very fast tonight, I had to write it. I hope everyone likes it ^^ The Loves Sky Fly on a bird Through the air To the times We used to share So much fun

For the beauty of a setting sun And the tranquil ocean paintings For the dismantling of a loaded gun And a worried lip shaking For the nuzzle of a loyal dog And the stare of a small rabbit For the bird perched on a log And our friendly pet's habits

below dark clouds stands green trees isn't this exciting? come everyone let's have fun playing in the rain you can't stop me i won't let you

My runny nose Could be a sign? What I think is summer Is really winter time? Maybe it's true! Maybe it's not Doesn't make a difference Doesn't mean a lot..

Problems? Things hard? Cautious? Standing guard? Upset? Really mad? Losing? Things you had?

Lost hearts roaming Through murky waters A cloudy sea Of misguided hope Stretching for freedom Grasping forgiveness A cold realisation

I wanted to write something with a lot of symbolism and came up with this. The flowers in the poem mirror the relationship of the author. I hope you like it and enjoy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cursed Flower The rose of our love is in...

the mighty pen... how i missed its feel upon my hands.. it feels good to write again.. the words burst out like a dam... i missed this flowing poetry it frees the poet in me... the repression i felt has slowly melt

Alone on a swing The air sliding past The metal chains clink They aren't built to last Walking through trees Misunderstood Stepping on pebbles

There is nothing to be done Nothing that can stop The ever colour-changing leaf From it's noble descent to earth But during that fall From high above the morales of men It learns a lesson One in delayed love, for where you are

Something that came to mind. This Is Me This is me Like it or not People should see What I sought It's not power

I've been into writing poems for a few years now. It doesn't beat my feeling for writing stories, but when I feel horrible, it helps writing my feelings down in a poem. I've also won a price a year ago, so I know they aren't so bad. I'm used to write in Dutch. But I know most of you guys don't...

This is going to take a little while... Fear Darkness all around me Surrounded by all the hatred and fear When will i see the light in this place? And feel its warmth upon my face Too many months have gone by I sit here and watch time fly All pain and anger inside me

Darkness all around me Surrounded by all the hatred and fear When will i see the light in this place? And feel its warmth upon my face Too many months have gone by I sit here and watch time fly All pain and anger inside me Turning into bitterness No one understands what i go through No one...

My room is dark, my heart is cold, Reason of death will never be told. I ignore all of the reasons to live that run through my head, The only thing i want now is to be dead. My life has been pointless, torture and hell, My future now only God can tell. I grab a gun and shoot to my heart,...

I am the child that sits in my room I am the child that sits in gloom I am the child beaten at night I am the child thats always in fright I am the child with bruises from head to toe I am the child you will never know I am the child you will never see Because one day i know they will kill...

In your arms i felt safe, in your arms i felt love, while you held me so close I could do no wrong, I could make no mistakes, I could only make you proud, Now that your arms have vanished, I feel so out of bounds. I feel like part of me, Died with you,

Stand up Be proud! Recognised In crowds.. Your potentials Uncharted! Your life's

A Walk Down Memory Lane The world shows us how to approach others, The glance of the heart and the beat of the song. The twirling of the mind as it sees you once again. No grace is needed, No show to bring open your eyes, The music is beginning, The play has just arrived. The lights may...

Since I haven't written a poem in a long time, I decided to write one today o.o Clouded Vision Too hard to see What's right in front of me Eyes wide open But everything is blurry Helpful friends

22 Dec 2008 You don’t know me, How can you say such things? That make me hurt so damn much, I have to struggle. I have to get to the top, Helped into a gutter, Just to get back up.

Strutting the street Hitting pavements Stepping beats Makin' statements Make me angry I'll just be cool Catch the headline Words 'you' and 'fool'

this came to walking from the library (it's kinda confusing right it came on its own...) My thoughts they are binding,winding,twisting.... One says suicide... One says death to those who hurt me... One says kindness and forgiveness... The other says death and punishment to all... These...

the sun, the sun i see its Crystaled glare i feel the heat of its jealousy while it watches me toes touch and entangle in what it most fervently Desires to be wrapped up in mother Earth's warm and green embrace

Well, well, well . . . it's been quite a while, hasn't it? Unfortunately, I haven't written anything over the past few months but I did write this poem about 10 minutes ago. Hopefully I haven't lost my touch. x3 And even if brung is not a word, I still like it! D:< Thank you for reading, and I...

Long absence I've had from the poetry section huh? Well, this is probably the last poem I will ever write. I don't have the heart for it anymore. This one isn't even very good. ___ Home The word holds no meaning

I'm playing a poetry game with a friend. We each take turns writing a poem on what we're thinking/what's going on/or generally anything. So here is the first one I came up with. I hope everyone likes it. ^^ Dreams Here I sit Staring at the screen It's late at night But what does tired...

Wrote this last night....for Hellraiser01. _____________ I feel your hands grow cold, As you take them away. I feel the chilling agony in my bones. You take your hands away.... Is it fair,I do not mind. You look down and not let me caress your lips;