Who are you... What are you...Why am I here listening to you babble on... What is it that you want...dragging me out all the time to go stupid places like the store or the mall. Why can't you just leave me alone why is it that you toy with me then when you see someone else you leave me but once...
My words remain a secret. Words to have sealed a love. A love splitting deep inside. All became a story, to be told to the rain, And i have become, something to lay aside. I stand here and now, enslaved my soul to your touch.
This is a cleaned up and polished version of a poem of mine from two years ago Lotus eater asleep in your bed Do you see your dreams as they play in your head? Are you asleep or are you awake? Because all those fiends I know you can make With just a pinch of your soul and a dash of what’s...
Some times when you wish up on a star and sometimes you may wonder why it doesn't come true, But don't worry its not you that makes the it not come true but then you sit wait and hope that your wish
Oh look at those wheels in spin Those things that make the wise man grin But Held by frightful cherubim The judge and jury of all man’s sins Oh look at those cogs that whirl Powered and powering the gods who twirl And in the center a fetus’ curls And looks to when it will...
walking aimlessly in the unknown streets of nowhere turning on turns and stopping on stops not knowing where to go not caring where you are suddenly you stop and see your intended with other two attacking them with kisses of lust hands touching here and there they all stare at you ...
This is just a short little poem I wrote one day, and I thought I would post it on here. Feedback and criticism is welcome. Daydreaming. Thoughts of you flash through my mind. Your hands clutching at me. I freeze in place, watching you helplessly. Begging silently for you to take me....
This morning solitude left, Meaning another fool had stained life, She lay there, pensive, may the obsolete still ponder? Sudden and short, but rather precise, The stone-dead object, withered into nothing, The unreverberant child leaving many to conceive, So the men arrived, why is it such a...
You may do what you wish, you may think that I am "uncool"... To lie... To show deceit... Are you blind? or just as "uncool"? You laugh You grin You smirk
I’m sorry dear lady I’m sorry my friend That all your ambition Has come to this end But I fear that the glow Is no angelic halo Merely the strobe light Playing tricks on you’re eye My body is mortal
I add some tonic to my Qui-Gon-Jinn And can't help thinking of you again From Tatooine to Naboo I would walk the sky with you Hold my hand Take my soul-oh Use the force Just like you know
This is a poet I made for a Dream of Mirror Online contest. The best story with a maximum of 150 words wins an awesome weapon of choice. Originally the poet was 152 words, but I managed to decrease it to 150 words ^^ Enjoy! If you don't understand: DOMO allows players to fly on their weapons. ...
Oh there are Greeks all over my mindscape And gnosis is some kind of joke With the girl that vomits up landslides And the god that walks on a rope But have you seen all his clockwork? It looks like he’s made out of steel But all of this isn’t the answer Its only a question I...
There’s a green moon on a tightwire Please tell me how to die What martyrdom’s worth having Where can this dead dog lie? And the clocks have all turned silent Their cogs are horrid-still And all the while there is a shadow Walking cross my window sill
Hi guys (those who remind me) I won't say that I'm back, but I wanted to post this poem of mine here to see what you think about it. It' about love through the internet (maybe knowing this will help you understand the title better). Hope you like it: You are nothing to me You’re...
The writing challenges in the Fanfiction section seem to be generating a decent response, so I thought I'd try the same out in here. I write a lot more fiction than poetry myself, however, so coming up with ideas will prove more difficult. Please do PM me with suggestions for future challenges. ...
Tell me what ya think of this poem, i like it and had to do a term paper on it! Metho Drinker; Under the death of winter's leaves he lies who cried to Nothing and the terrible night to be his home and bread. "O take from me the weight and waterfall ceaseless Time that batters down my...
Pages of the magazines hung up on her wall Her favorite punk-rock band looking over them all She dreamed of the day it would come true Mark calling her up from out of the blue Then her chance came when the tickets came through "Next Blink concert I'm going to"
Hey y'all out there Check my peeps I live on a farm With Tyrone my sheeps I hoe the soil And tend to my crops When you live in a valley You can't go to the shops My cattle eat fodder My chicks eat seed
Am I still the broken king? A man with no will, who can only stay still. Like a bird with broken wings. Am I the prince who can't yet weild a kingdom? Because his power is not yet great. From which he cannot escape, the curse of sting and doom.
Bound I've always been here I'm too scared to move on Afraid to be without you I don't want to be all alone The clock ticks so slowly Days, months, seasons pass When will it finally happen?
There’s a tissue thin fire That burns in typhoons There’s a quick growing flower That grows in it’s tomb From the ashes of ashes to the thought twisting loom From the eye of the bride To the soul of the groom There’s a killer of saints
There's no door inside I can't escape even if I tried I scream out my denials But our fates look the same inside As I fall from the sky I chose to close my eyes going down I fell in line as I fell behind No moon to save the sky tonight A cut so wide, so custom-sized
L-O-V-E, love, why? does it not send so many to cry? Is love so rich that all shall try? To gain the love from that one guy? Mr. Right, that special guy. The one for whom we strive. Roses and chocolates...why? it all ends in one more knot to un-tie! Ropes of sorrow and feelings die, The...
This one is just an experiment. So don't expect to much off it it's also a fast experiment in like 2 minutes I am thinking off well taking longer to make poems but first experiment around. Lies Betrayed lost confused Maybe even abused Was it worth to be a liar ? Was it worth it to play...
Oh water faced people I want to be a door! I want to articulate The sun and more Oh black-drench criers I want to be a door! I want to give to you That glistening shore Oh young cog-wheel kids
Ok what I was waiting for happend so I start posting and making poems again. Here come the first 2 Rainy day On this rainy day I really do not like to be alone But alone I will always stay Uncertain or I did bad things or how to atone
Glimmer of hope Uncertain about everything I did I need my healing kit It sounds pretty twisted But from the things I listed I was drowning in my own despair But pretended like I did not care Till the day someone told me no
This song is called Equal Hearts, and I think it's one of my best. I love it. It's for people who love the odd-one-out, the missunderstood emo guy, or the person your family and friends don't like. Medium tempo, soft music and tone. Enjoy.:) You went through it all Not a thing I...
The screams fade and slowly die... Now silence fills the room... Darkness comes, the voices fly... Alone again beneath the gloom... The silver sliver up bemoans... Calling, yearning, whispering... The walker walks, the asphalt groans... Burning bright and lingering...
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