Post your poems!

[MsEtherBunny]

SO post away bishes.
surprised heart

 

[asilaydyingspeakingurname]

Now Your blood is on my hands.
These scars they never heal
Blood flowing threw the wrists of many a victom
Here I sit and Question why
Why do they do it
Draining Onto the floor
The ending of life
All the death
I still wonder why  

[WTFisWRONGwithTHEworld]

that was really good biggrin biggrin  

[asilaydyingspeakingurname]

WTFomfg6

that was really good biggrin biggrin

Thankyou!  

[asilaydyingspeakingurname]

blaugh  

[Chemikal Imbalance]

Oohhh.. lemme see... -hrm-
I have so many.. but this is the first one I picked up off my cluttered floor. Its not that great, but I wrote it when I was quite upset.. so yea..

The sun is shining bright today.
In a hearbeat there is no turning back.
Warm cement, its summer time in the city.
The world seems so small from here on my balcony.
Its such a thrill, like the coaster hurdling downwards
at a 100 miles per hour. Plunging, gasping for air, your heart stops.
So will I take the leap into the arms of solice?
Find Irony that this is the happiest and
saddest day of my life here upon this ledge.
Now's the choice, the final thought, the ever lasting decision.
The wind licks my face and I'm soaring, flying without wings.
In an instant, its all over like the feeling you get on the
pirate ship at the fair. The sudden stop, the final sound,
the whistling has died away.
This breath which I whisper my lyrics to those who
care to listen, is my last. I waste it on sentimentals, on
thoughts that plagued me and on dreams that died
like the autumn leaves. Crumbled and fallen.

Impact, and I'm sorry.  

[unrequitedlove93]

Flashback Sorrows
I used to think you loved me,
But now I don't seem to understand,
How you tore my chest open,
Didn't even give me a last stand,
but as days go by,
A memory of you,
Still pops into my head,
And now I don't know how I could have been such a fool,
Do you do this to every girl you see?
Do you repeat those cheesy lines every five minutes to them too?
Or was it just me?
Was it to make me feel like I'm one of a kind,
But what it really did,
Was make me feel like you don't have your own mind,
I don't get it, I don't remember,
Just what I saw when I took a first glance,
Other than your voice which is a murmur,
And your gorgeous eyes.

Not to good, but what do you all think?

 

[S T E Fa roo]

THEN AND NOW

rainbows, jelly sandles, snow cones witht he little bubble gum at the botton.
plastic hair clips, clip on ear rings, light up shoes.
barbie, power rangers, nija turtles, and cabage patch kidds.

where did the time go, when did we go from fun filled summer with laughter and sunscreen, to lonley nights with anger and drugs, when it comes down to it the question is not when but how and why?



DUST
sleeping becuase my life has no meaning and the sooner i sleep the sooner i wake up for another day of life that will slowly BUT surley turn into death.

like a montain turning into a sand-dune

 

[Archangel Izual]

Hmm.... okay...

xp

Quote:

The Flightless Dove

a flightless dove lifts its head once more,
mischeivous cleverness drips from the teeth,
trenching soldiers beat the ground,
with one more strike it breaks beneath.

like water, the deep red falls,
like deep unto deep,
he cries out for air,
but the more they keep.

breaking silence,
without a plea,
more than ever,
do you need to flee.

whether death or heaven,
greets you,
the words beat inside,
he lets out a coo.

pure as an angel,
does he fall or fly,
if he breaks free,
does he fall or die.

spread his wings,
he can not take flight
yet he flutters amongst the branches,
will is stronger than might.

Quote:

Love

In a world made by love,
There seems not enough.
Too much of hate,
When life is so tough.
Persecution, Executions,
They are all the same.
It feels as if a love is missing,
And no one is to blame.
A satanic howl fills the sky,
Like the sound of screeching brakes.
Without the love of a Father,
Our hearts will all ache.
Troubles come up and stab at our backs,
Troubles with conscience, or with friends.
Heart-aches, Heart-breaks seem to go on,
Without the Great Love this never ends.
A piercing scream,
Floats through the night.
Striking anguish and fear,
And some with delight...
Our Father's love,
Is the cure for it all.
Put aside diversity,
and hear for His call.

(I'm a christian... anyone who reads that poem probably could guess...)

Quote:

Hatred

As if a sword piercing the flesh,
Like a blade ripping the meche.
The insultting words hit a loose nerve,
Setting him off, he's thrown a curve.
He blows up in their faces and curses their name,
He pushes his anger and puts them to shame.
Putting an indignity deep in his heart,
Wishing that he could rip them apart.
Trying to stop he breathes deeply in,
They pound at his nerves not thinking of him.
As if they don't care or like they don't know,
That what they are doing just doesn't show
Anything of what they say they are.
Happiness just seems so far.
A thought strikes his mind and reminds,
He remember not to give them a hate which binds.
He remembers the Lord has not made us to argue,
But to love eachother and not to skew.
Arguments cause us anger which leads into hate.
Hate is like murder which is a horrible fate,
You hating a person is like murdering them in your heart,
We aren't meant to be pushing a cart.
A cart filled with hate, lust and sin,
So in that case I cast it all in.
Into the Lord to throw back to Hell,
How long till I do..only time will tell.

Quote:

Warrior

The war drums pound in a spiritual realm,
A single warrior lifts off his helm.
His long, white hair falls to his shoulders,
A fire in his heart sparks and smolders.
He lifts his sword up to his face,
A double-edged beauty filled with grace.
Shining like moonlight he takes a first swing,
Cutting through demons as he looks to the King.
A dart to the left, a dash to the right,
There is no way he won't win this fight.
A wonderful talent given only from One,
Demons and dragons slew by the Son.
Slaying the spirits of evil and sin.
A single Spirit lies within.
A breast plate of righteousness protects his chest,
A shield of faith to block the out the rest,
A belt of truth to hold in the good,
Boots of readiness to keep him well stood,
He places his helmet of salvation back on his head,
Placing the sword of the spirit, which was past said,
Back to his waist to enter the house of his Father,
He gives thanks to all, but to Him more than any other.
A life of happiness given by salvation,
Knighted to protect His great nation.
A swing of the sword is the most he shall do,
Only to Satan and not unto you.
A demon slaying knight to travel the Earth,
Protect and spread the new birth.
Spreading like wildfire touching the hearts,
To help keep evil and good apart.

Quote:

Forever Remains

If a cloud were to come over you
Taking your shame
And washing your wounds
Would you walk away and live today
Or stay forever dancing?
How can you say never
If you live forever?
How can you say die
When you yourself can't?
How can you say you are lost
When you have found the path?
How can you say you can't
When you have been able to live?
What will it profit you
If you doubt it all?
What will it profit you
If you don't believe?
How can you say your stuck
When you have been freed?
How can you say you have nothing
When, on you, a kingdom is confered?
How can you say never
If you live forever?

(that one is about christianity...)

Quote:

One More Chance

If I had a second chance
Could you ever realize
The love I gave was strong
And would it catch you by surprise?

If I gave another plea
Would you ever give me trust
In what I said to you
Or let it collect more dust?

If you gave me this one gift
Of forgiveness just once more
I just wish I could take it back
For it's your heart that I adore.

If you knew what I had gone through
To push this love to here
Would you be amazed
Without that doubtful fear?

I would be so very pleased
I'd express it with my dance
This heart of mine would be eased
If had just one more chance...

Quote:

This one has no title... it was a poem I wrote about a teacher who hung himself.... he taught at my school for 20+ years... and actually went to high school there as well

I'd stand by your side
And woo you to rest
In you is much pride
For the things you've done best.

I'd sit at your bed
And lull you to sleep
For I know soon you'll wake
From your nightmares you'll weep.

I'd hold your hands steady
As you step to the plate
When you take a swing
You'll not have to wait.

I'd cut the rope loose
That you've tied 'round your neck
That others might have caused
Yours isn't the the only life you'll wreck.

I'd read you the stories
Of when we were young
And learn from our mistakes
Praise not kept off the tip of my tongue.

I'd give you my best
When you and I are done
But now you're at rest
Six feet in the ground.


Rest In Peace - Paul Roovers

Quote:

Dust (I noticed someones poem is also named Dust... xp )

In the dust that rises before the rain

Most of the memories live in my pain

As if I had no other mirrors to show me my real face

If I could only find it and end this whole chase

I've broken every mirror but one

But the scraping of the bullet inside the gun

Shows no sorrow

If only there was no tomorrow.

I don't archive my poems so I had to dig for all of those...
and there's plenty more... I just don't know where they are....  

[Archangel Izual]

.... everytime I post my poems it's like they scare people away..... ?

do you people just not like my poetry?  

[MARIA SHAKEDOWN]

In my journal

 

[[xRainx]]

Yaaayyy. I love poems, and you all have exprested yourselves well in yours.

Err.. this is one I wrote a week and a bit ago, I broke up with my boyfriend nearly two weeks ago, so I've been writing about that alot.

"I used to think I'd never have a chance with you,
That you were someone that wouldn't look at me for more than a friend,
because no one ever thought of me that way..
I gave up on you, moved on to someone new,
Thought I'd be okay.
After one night, we grew closer,
And I found out you felt the same way too.
You asked me out, we were together,
My heart was glued together by you.
Weeks past and my soul was no longer heavy, but light as air,
But soon I started to feel smaller, like you were fading to care.
You were flirting with others, not telling me those three words,
I was hurting inside, but stayed by you side,
Should of been stronger.
Soon we started to fight a bit,
Holding it inside until it exploded,
A month and four weeks is a long time,
but hearts can change in a matter of mind.
One big fight recked it all,
You are still standing, I took the fall.
Crying over you, blaming myself,
Not wanting to move on,
I couldn't be strong.
But now I see what I couldn't see before,
It's like my eyes were covered, but now the blindfold has been removed.
My tears turn into hate,
the blood has spilt far too late,
Lies fell from your lips,
I want to break your finger tips.
Guess you weren't who I thought you were,
Guess I was faking it too,
Time to move on, time to get over you."

Opinons are loved, since I show none of my friends or anyone I know my poetry.

 

[i invented you]

Its a poem in the making but can you help me out with it,this is what I have so far

My mind is dying but my body is still at stand. I taste blood in my mouth and the knife is still in my hand....

so can you help me out?  

[[Ashes][is][Ashes]]

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