Day 1.when Can I Be Ready? - The lack of who I am is obsess with my illusions,The river of my thoughts filled with sinful addictions.My mind thinks tomorrow will pass,my heart...
I'm not one to just quit and die even though when I am alone at times I feel like it would be best but God reminds me he is all about life so I lean on Hime for the strength that I...
Silvery,platine and gold
wear and cut my neck
related to words or metals?
i wear on me
they chock my neck
presents just for me
my breath catch my cold
as i can't swallow more...
AS TEARS CLEAR THE SKY
As tears clear my mind
as i fall from sky
tears say goodbuy
tears from my life.
TRINGLE PLUS FIVE
TRINGLE CROSS THE LINE
TRINGLE ON MY DESIRE
FLOT LIKE FIRE
WHY I WAS BLIND?
WILL I CROSS THE LINE?
MEMORY FORM PAST BEHIND
TRINGLE PLUS,PLUS FIVE
I write poetry. I love poetry(:
I like the fact that you can write how you're feeling, that's it's calming, and entertaining. I write mostly dark poetry. I write love poems here...
I write poetry I love it ...
how you gently weave the words into a wonderful song that only you can hear ... I love poems and poetry I do I feel like it gets out all of my...
I write poetry but I'm always to scared to show people, those that I have shown say it's really good... But I don't know it's like they're taking a step inside my mind and I don't...
I write poems about love I wish to have and dream about. When I read it over I feel week and start to cry.
Time and space explode together, stars shoot to infinity. Nothingness surrounds, enveloping, soothing.
Eyes close, mind floats into another dimension. Acutely aware, feeling the...
If I had to describe you
In one word,
I would say a picture,
Because you to me,
Are worth far more than one word,
You are amazing,
You are intelligent,
You are beautiful...
I like to write funny poetry like this limerick I made in class during the poetry unit
I once had a cat
He looked like a rat
I took him to school
But he fell in a pool
I recently launched my website for my writing career. On it, you can find my stories, poetry, scripts, and essays. I also have a blog on it about writing and being a writer...
You don't know it but sometimes when you say its okay after you say I hurt you.
I write about it in my notebook I write what we go through so I always know not to make the same...
Creating Poetry is my only escape from a world that doesnt understand.... My words will tell you about my life and how **** it is. Poetry is the only escape....
Here is a poem I have taken from my personal journal. I would like to share it with you.
This poem is about a prolonged, painful breakup about a year and a half ago.. I...
Sure my poetry is not great but I still make poetry but I keep it a secret because most of it is about my love and lust for my crushes.
Who are you to judge me
have you stepped into my shoes
Why can't you just let it be
haven't you got the news
I'm no longer to be enslaved
the spirit you can kill
no longer a game...
Just going through some of my poetry... And I thought I would share some (:
I wrote this poem for the man i loved, my best friend, when he was still with us in this life - R.I.P...
Some more old poetry (:
Bite and Hold On:
The stars lined themselves up
in the sky, like marbles
ready to trip me over.
That's the sort of crazy
I'd like to walk over anyway...
This is a poem I wrote to someone I fell in love with. Long story short, he had to leave and I've been... very sad ever since. So many components lead to my suicide attempt.. I...
I don't even know if it is exactly poetry, it's more so just pretty sentences that I sometimes write.
When Day turns to Night
I will fall into darkness
fall away from the light
falling, falling so deeply,
when day turns to night
The darkness is good,
it makes my heart take flight...
Surprised if nothing more,
For nothing is near to enlightenment as I once thought was.
Now it is darkness filled with laughter
With the thrills of a fool...
Message at the Bottom of a Bottle
I'm afraid you and I are too easy to coerce
Because guilty is just too close to guilt free
And I can't decide which is worse
You break me down...
Poetry is art . Poetry is like painting , but instead of colors it is descriptive words .
Recurring nightmares about that day.
That day I told you, that day I showed you,
That I love you.
It meant something to me when I said it.
It meant something to me when I read it...
When you see all gray. You know pain is all you see. When you wish that you remember what it felt like to love, care, be hopeful. Know that your in way too deep. How do you get out...
No one has ever read this that I know :P It's... it's kind of my life story, why things are wrong with me and the things that are wrong with me. It's not rhymey like usual.
It’s Not Worth It…
My eyes are sore from crying ever hour of the day
Because everyone whose promised it has never ever stayed.
They promised they would be there through every...
I was gonna publish a poetry book but the publisher said no one was into poetry anymore :( It saddened me
The page stays blank
No inspiration comes
Smothered to death by boredom
And dying without thought.
Starving for a nibble of
some sweet or pretty phrase
You keep my life together
You remind me when I forget
I will write to you forever
About my highs and my regrets
You stained ink from the first page
And continued pages after that...
Spirit soaked I turn off auto correct,
My mistakes collect more direct sense through a common lens.
Im unrealistically on the fence about it all.
I see the future is more drama...
Are you strong enough to be with me?
Are you willing to go through the barriers I put up?
Do you love me like you say you do?
Will you leave when you feel it's too much too handle...
Who are you
who has suddenly inserted yourself into my heart?
There was already an inhabitant there (and there still is).
But now you're there too.
I've noticed you in...
It's always been a good past time for me to just chill and think about weird and random thoughts in my head and for 3 years now i have been writing these weird and random thoughts...
Special Memories Of My Lost Love. (Rest In Peace Velda P. West/Walker)Young love conquers all... at least that is how we feel when we first fall in love. Our problems seem to...
Remember when I was small and didn't know
Didn't understand, wouldn't tell you though
I couldn't even grasp a single word you said.....
Ever loving... Invincible...
A Fake Serenade ~ To Blue Horizons
By Rayne Ezabelle
Looking at the dark sky, I count the stars.
How many days have I waited, looking for a trace?
How long has it been since I...
"the daylight bridge"
the daylight bridge
over mornings cool shallow waters
carries the dark veiled men
to the salt stained rocks of the levee
where they stand amid the sea spray...
"this is morning in her arms"
she opens a pack of
sheffield english type number five cigarettes
i rest my head in her lap
as she reads a french newspaper
its raining in paris and...
You look at the knife in front of you
holding it, wondering what to do
tears stream down your face
and I wish I could take your place
this doesn't have to be the end
I am about as fragile as these flowers.
I don't mean to be that way but I just can't help it.
You are the wind in the sense that you sweep me away just like wind...
Hit the wall at the dead end
How do you know when you're about to fall
Weightless in the sky
Let yourself go
And feel the release of all your burdens
Things, things in your...
I'm suffering major writer's block right about now...here's my feeble attempt at unblocking...
howling winds pierce my soul
it's been long since I was whole
has this life been in...
This was supposed to be about human beings giving up their human identity to the elephant and the last elephant becoming the whole universe and retracing all it's memories within...
my nerves are that
of the air itself
numbed by what I find everyday
in a cup of cheap, black coffee,
and a trip into the sunset..
and the original...
It's been fifteen years now
Murdering someone never gets you out
Let me tell me you how it all broke down
Caught my wife in bed with the neighbor
I beat him...
I've been falling.
Falling for so long,
Falling so fast even my questions pass too quickly to be answered,
Falling so fast that the world is passing before my eyes...
Find ways through exploration
Find truth before your eyes
Find wisdom within poetry
Find words to claim your prize
(im no good at this poetry stuff...but whatever)
I did something
I knew I shouldn’t have
Something so foolish
I am now ashamed
I never should have said,
I love you...