I Write Poetry Stories of Experiences

Uplifting, forgiving, loving. My soul is free. No more pain, no more suffering as I am weightless now. I see the light, and hear them calling my name. Im surrounded by water, floating upright, staring at the ceiling. I want to go, but I...

Don't you lie, and, say you love me
Don't even begin to pretend you care
Don't you DARE say, that, you know how I feel
When you've never even been there
Don't sit there, and say you need me
Don't lie to me saying I've got worth
That...

Memories of the past sometimes seem to fade
But those that are filled with thoughts of you
Those memories always seem to be replayed
Memories of you drift in like smoke from a dying fire
Sometimes evading my soul with deep sadness...

This is a repost from another group, I figured it was better suited here than on the I like to Write group.

I feel lost,
rejected,
dejected,
and confused,

You say that you love me,
you say that you need me,
but all you want is...

Age has found her,
Lost and alone,
She sits day by day,
Watching the world go by,
Whirring past her window.
Never stopping,
Never ceasing,
Never relenting.
Still she watches,
Hoping for a moment of peace,
From the buzzing of the world...

The undesireable hunger, the insatiable need. Just have to have it. Can't get enough. Don't want to stop. I know I eventually have to. Either that or I'll stop when I'm dead. The urge is strong, unresistable. I must have it. Needing to...

Why are you here?
Everything was okay until you showed up..
You’re causing me to break down again.
Your dark aura begins to affect me
I want to be happy but with you here,
I never will be.

The film of hatred you cover my body with...

Ode to happiness and the high it gives you.
Suppressing the stress you could no longer bare.
Cleaning you up until you’re “as good as new”.
It’s like inhaling a breath of the sweet spring air.

It’s the feeling of sleeping in...

It claims the night
It hides the evil from our sight

As we walk in the dark
we see nothing

nothing but pure darkness
we are scared of it because of was leariks inside

we are afraid what moves in it
our fears become real even if its...

Barren heart in quiet recluse

Yearning for love’s reality

Sometimes feeling like a pair of wings

Yet other times like a noose around thee

Capable of destruction or totality

Barren heart stays to feed from what is put forth...

Some years ago I wrote the poem the New Dawn it is part of a collective of works that was published by united press to celebrate the 2nd millennium
In fact I wanted a opening poem for a Romantic Fantasy I started witting at this time...

I should have known.
I should have suspected.
That you were not who you say.
The gifts and letters
They made me love you more day by day.
But how to stop you?
How to win?
Before you reign down again?
Should I cry out.
Or whimper...

Weirdness is what was felt by me today.. the winds of my past are blowing against me.. almost knocking me down.. stealing my breath before it escapes my lips.. my lips parted hoping to inhale the life that it's losing.. a life ago I was...

This is a poem that just came to mind. Reminds me of someone who was blind but still loved his wife .

I cant see
I Cant look
My eyes cant follow
They cant see the beauty of you
But i know your beautiful
My eyes they cant see
My...

I pretend,I pretend not to care,I pretend not to see,I pretend not to hear,I pretend not to know what’s going on around me,I refuse to accept the evils done to me,I shield all the wrongs done to me in front of my own eyes.I pretend to...

I open my rib cage
That is made to protect
My elemental soul,
But I have a yearning
To become vulnerable.
My heart is transparent:
Embellished by fault lines
That cause such needless grief.
I'm stifled by choice and
Erroneous belief.
So...

OK. This is my first poem, and probably not my last. Hope you guys like it.

He is mine, and I am his.
This is the bond of all that live.
But ours is special.
It is our own.
It can be felt, when we're alone.
I know you are outt there...

First they pick you as their victim child,
they new you were hurt, never once smiled,
they pick you as weak, to fall for their lie,
You are the child they will seduce and buy.

They make them your friend you learn to trust,
Made sure...

There standing there confused, the don’t understand,
How a girl like me, can find it so hard to stand,
I had everything I need; I had everything I want,
So how is it now that it’s myself that I haunt.
The cops are there waiting, the...

The sound of her heart beating...as I lay my head between her breasts...As I gently stroke her hair and give her lovely face a gentle caress...To feel the warmth of her skin on my face....I just hold her... and sigh.The passion of loves...