poetry

[Hiro Takamari]

i want people to share there poetry! i will start it off in my next post with my poem known as "contradiction"  

[Hiro Takamari]

i live to see the sun rise,
i die to see the sunset

i breath to inspire,
i am breathless to the talentless

i cry to show pain,
i smile to show happiness

i make mistake because i am human,
my imperfections make me perfect

humanity is a puzzle that is incomplete,
not fully made and missing some pieces,
but it is what makes us unique in our own way

i have eyes to see the world's colors,
the rainbow spectrum that shines,
look into the vast wonders of this world,
for they show true beauty

fakeness comes from perfection,
make-up and plasticity is it's blood,
it runs the "real world"

darkness comes from the shadows that light makes,
black void we make true,
the white plainness we try to live

trueness cast aside to make way for glamor,
a flower that was made to wilt,
let it blossom to bring back beauty...
to this cold fake world...  

[PandaEnlightenment]

lovely. c;
Happy Fourth of July, everyone! <33
here's a poem that i haven't titled. c: matter of fact, i don't think any of my poems have titles. >< -is lazy-

Lonely bookcase
lonely books,
lonely spaces
lonely nooks.

I see no growing distance
between this roof and ground,
I sit on slanted soil
and I do not make a sound.

Lonely table
lonely chair,
lonely window
lonely stairs.

An hour past the limit
of Venus, Pluto, Mars-
my candle's waxy waning string
has joined the lighted stars.

Lonely bedroom
lonely drawers,
lonely t-shirts
lonely doors.

So where's the company right now,
making lonely objects kneel and bow?
And clasp their heads in both hands tight?
and whisper softly through the night?

And wonder where their master's gone?
Shall they cast their shadows in the dawn,
or hide them now, just out of sight
while they whisper softly through the night?

A lonely lamp illuminates
the lonely objects, heavens' gates,
collecting dust, their shadows fly
as days pass quickly, time goes by.

Critique please? c:  

[B u s h i d o - Y O R U]

Spring makes me nauseas
Flowers make me sick
Bring me fall or Winter
Three feet of Snow will do the trick

I hate when birds are singing
I hate the morning sun
It makes me wanna run outside
With a loaded B.B Gun.

- By B u s h i d o - Y O R U ~  

[PandaEnlightenment]

xD I like it, Bushido.
c;

 

[Hiro Takamari]

lol very good bushido! ^_^  

[Goddess Of The Impossible]

Here is one of my poems... It's kinda sappy so I apologize...

Loves Eternal Bliss

We have a love,
That many would kill for.
He makes me shed my darkness,
He makes me forget wide eyes fears.
We share one passion,
One love.
He is my warmth and my life,
He guards me and protects me.
He loves me every waking moment.
And that's all I ask of him.
He is my shelter,
My sunlight.
When he holds me close,
I learn to fly.
We share one lifetime,
One eternal love.
We share one day and night,
And that's all I ask of him.
When he says the words,
I'll follow him forever on.  

[PandaEnlightenment]

Don't apologize for being sappy. I can assure you that I am far sappier. XD