here I am, standing in the mirror with the other me
on daylight we socialize, laughing and sometimes just silent and awkward with wry smile.
different attitude to close ones...
Yea I write poetry that all I can ever do make me feel like am dreaming words come and go so I kinda smile a little because it my feeling inside and some time trying to hid. I...
I sufficate you like a fire without oxygen,
Yet I am as gentle as a mother is toward her baby.
And when your body goes limp I will feel guilt.
For you have done the same to...
Some people here seem to believe they write poetry just because they write sentences with words that rhyme...lol...
I write poetry every now and then
Anyone else like to write poetry?x
My hand is seized, as if by a Power,
Words flow forth, from places unknown,
A plane of pure Language, a Dimension,
The message deep in my soul is sown.
When I summon the...
We are reduced to words like angel and sweetheart because all intimacy is lost. All the closeness has faded.The house has changed. The locks replaced until we can no longer find...
The lover of words
Keeps them in his head
Considers each carefully
its weight, its beauty
before issuing forth,
Wasting not even one
of that precious word
Oh hail rain
You give me immense pain
I cry out in pain
Your drops makes my heart go bdob
and i have to admit i write bad poetry
You always surprise me...
You always surprise me,
with all that you do.
from running through the rain
(and how fast you flew!)
to your bee killing methods,
and your laughing at...
I lay awake, sleepless with things on my mind,
Wondering about the love ill find,
But most importantly,
I tried to die,
I use to think, love is a lie...
Because I know that language ultimately fails us, and we must constantly seek to improve it: to marry emotion and intellect, to attempt to put the human experience into words.
Here they come again,
The continuous blur I get in my eyes, the strong upsetting feeling when I reminisce about our past, think about our present and hope about our future. When...
Was tired of being sad,can barely stand
Tired of getting mad
of hiding my deppression as I forced smiles and pretend to laugh
behide torn skin wore my scars as a protective mask...
This poem is called "butterflies in my tummy". I wrote it full heartedly for my boyfriend for our 1 year and 6 month anniversary. Its supposed to be a bit of a ironic comedy full...
Some walked into my heart
Some walked out of my heart
Some sped through without slowing down
Some hurt my heart
Some healed my heart
Some turned my heart upside down
You saw my...
This feeling of been alone,
Its a hatred, someone please come home,
Sick and tired of this trembling fear,
Its a paranoia I hold too dear,
A hearts that been wasted...
No one knew what was going on,
A innocence stolen by the morn,
Tears streamed down her eyes,
How could she fall for those damned lies,
A little time goes by and she...
I often look up at the stars at night, aching to fill my lungs with the whispers of the galaxy. Everything the human race knew about lay among the bright lights and empty space...
To feel, to feel
To want to cry
To drown in sadness
And never wonder why.
To feel, to feel
Anger and rage
An animal clawing its way out
A beast trapped in a cage.
Devil in disguise
Is all I can hear
I try to find the words
To describe how I feel
A million come to mind
Our history is...
Oh Brain Oh Brain
I have to concentrate.
This is important, this poem.
A poem about poetry.
I have to do this, I CAN do this.
Oh, look, a butterfly!
I love butterflies...
The magician of hearts made mine disappear
And replaced it with anger, sadness and fear
The illusion was never part of the act
It was solely in everything they had lacked
Have we met? I destroy homes. I tear families apart. I take children and that's just a start. I'm more valued than diamonds, more precious than gold. The sorrow I bring is a sight...
Your words fill me,
Like an empty cup
Filling with the sweet wine of life.
Each word you utter,
Is like champagne.
As my fingers,
Cross the page,
My heart leaps...
The Dark Prince finds me weeping,
and asks me why I weep so.
I tell him:
I am just sad, because I can't find a man who has the courage to just love me for me.
And he says...
I've been trying to redo this and I think it's alright
suicide and misery
walk hand in hand
as daylight fades..
with shattered hope
but they don't care
This isn't too good but I was thinking of an old friend that meant a lot to me.. soo here it goes.
We ain't vibin' anymore but I knew time could only tell
I could always be...
I Remember You:
That was her name.
A name that invokes memories of sweet laughter, a sweet countenance, a sweet smile...
Why, one encounter with her would revise one's...