Forum: Poetry

Ok, the guy I (REALLY REALLY REALLY Xs 100) liked Moved and this just kinda popped into my head. I know, cliche love poem, sue me. I wish I had paid more attention. Listened to the things you did mention.. Looked at your face once more.. In love with you? I wasn't sure. Now you're away I...

When I'm gone, I'll say I'm sorry. I'm sorry I made you worry. I'm sorry I have to go, My feelings is always with you this you must know. I'm sorry if I ever acted sly, Or if I ever made you cry I'm sorry

The day you went away My heart was suddenly scorned, Wounds from your disappearance have left me to mourn. The day you went away

“Close Your Eyes” Close Your Eyes Sweet Child. Soon Morning Will Come, Alas. The Tears Will Fade Upon Your Cheek. And The Sun Will Dry Your Pain Away. Close Your Eyes And Dream Of A Day When You No Longer Sit In Pain. I Guide You To Your Dream Tonight

I could hear you screaming as you appeared in shades of wind Through an electric tapestry which would float with a grin In a bubble of bliss that danced round the room And in the blink of an eye it went boom Sending drops of soul-water tumbling through the air Where they would...

So light yet heavy Ever so steady The water is as we know So whimsical yet free Flowing forwards it will always be The wind as pure as gold Such desire to be met A light of passion's depth

Slowly drifting down tonight, I see the ground so pale and light. Tiny flakes of snow come down And brighten up the entire town. I watch the smiles filled with joy And the little children; girl or boy All so glad they didn’t miss The cheerful moment of winter’s bliss.

*Another rambling for another rambling poem. Lol. I haven't been able to sleep much lately...I guess it's due to my chattering mind telling me I have to get a few ideas out of my head and onto paper. So I, it's humble (but relucant) servant have been true to my restless master's bidding. Folks,...

The sea that keeps flowing The wind that keeps blowing Youre body that keeps going Youre legs that are slowing Walking that path Sudenly it gets to sad The poison inside you No one can see and if they can wat will they do

The voice rang out for a thousand years Into the sands of time they went The sound rang out towards heavens pier So the Gods would surely sense Where did this voice come from? So far away and gone... How can it reach to the heavens? Across the light of the cosmos' dawn?

A tragic story carved on a gravestone Is yet a story left untold and unknown Untreated scars sore with the pain of sorrow A cry that will remain unheard today as well as tomorrow Death's silent voice whispers it's way inside my ear And I weep without shedding a single tear In my field of...

**Mmmm~! It's good to be home...But I've been so busy lately I've forgotten to post a new poem. Forgive me for being rusty folks...But here's another one of my poems for my many fans and poetry lovers alike. I wanted to experiment a bit so forgive me for any discord to this. Please enjoy~!...

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...

Lost... 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 our future Our future cannot be determined by our own wishes Our future

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. That thief. Wat did she want to achive. She stole my heart.

When I look out of the window I see the wind blow At night 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. I...

This is my first poem(as in here!)! Please enjoy^.^ 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...