I Never Thought I'd Have to Let You Go - I never thought I'd have to let you go,
It took so long to find you
and in that finding was:
Life's promise to meet my match,
Sound Of Color - hush ...silence your tongue...what was that gentle sound I thought I just heard?
It came just after a rain shower...I thought I just heard a rainbow
Wolfsong For Mollywoppy - that day you were going to leave me
I sat and wept,
I sobbed, my tears
stopped up my eyes
then I looked at you
and i knew you were my life...
My Poem, Willing Slave - Warm embraces,
the flesh and the bone,
chain me to your love
I'm your willing slave,
I Write This Now - Not all things that do not make sense are stupid,
I broke the wing of the South wind in my ignorance,
The twelve stones in my breastplate were not mine,
I Ve Wrote A Song!!! Please Do Comment And Tell Me How Is It :) :) - best place on the earth!!
wereva yo're wid me
is the best place on the earth
i feel like lyk a...
Though I Am Dust - Though I am to become dust
That part of me which was my heart,
Having been loved by you,
Will somewhere become air
And in a soft breeze
What Touches Me - more than love and life and death
the revelation that my name
has hung upon your breath
when you and I were close; as close as close can get
And no more...
So I Don‘t To Talk To Myself - All (my) verses...or almost all, beyond the quick tip on the keyboard has the company of tears, as sharp as the last glance, as passionate as the...
Depends Upon My Mood! - When I first came to EP, I seemed to be able to write poetry at the drop of a hat.
Some good,some so so,some realbad. But the words came freely.
The Barbed Wire And The Glass - Is this where where eden has become?
A spoken word a curse a thought a crime?
I see mine own flesh cleaved from my bone
and all the while an empty...
In the Big Dip - Certain broken promisses remind,
questionable fears abide,
Perfunctory courtesy slides,
Dim stares sheath the eyes,
The wheels of existance grind,
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...
Poetry is what helps me explain my thoughts clearly
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...
Stepped on me
Shut me in
Locked me out
I don't know
What's going on
With holding upset
I don't understand
I want to hit out
I want to fight...
Memories of waver
Within the darkness in my mind, the shackles of suppressed memories unfold, into a delicate flower that spurs out the poison of my undoings. Hance I think to...
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...
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...
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...
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.
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...
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...
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.
Tell me it's a phase,
a rebound of infatuation at it's best.
Don't fall for me because I'll fall too.
When I call
please don't answer.
Don't speak to me softly...
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...
I don't even know if it is exactly poetry, it's more so just pretty sentences that I sometimes write.
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...
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...
Poetry is art . Poetry is like painting , but instead of colors it is descriptive words .
You are beautiful because no one is like you.
You are strong because you've made it through.
You are valuable because to yourself you are true.
Why and what you feel inside no one...
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....
You have a past
but it’s just that
nothing to regret
you’ve made mistakes
you’ve fell and risen
you’ll make mistakes again
but you recognize that
which is one of many...
Think but don't act
Help others but not yourself
Avoid doing all these horrible things
That go on inside your mind
But don't do anything beneficial
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 Truth About You and I
I've got bruises highlighting my skin
And cuts stringing along my soul
Your only objective here is to win
And my goal is to be in control
this poem is called true love
him: Do I ever cross your mind?
him: Do you like me?
her: Not Really.
him: Do you want me?
him: Would you cry if I left?
"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...
"sun's dust devils"
the pale glass window
dusty with the passing days
reflects a shard of the sun's dust devils
and all i could hear was the small sounds
that creatures of the...
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...
(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...
We come to pass with a lesson to put in. (and perhaps old teachings to put aside.)
Like a seed we plant. We have to make the decision to throw its hard covered shell down into the...
The Folds of My Skin
(or Middle Aged Musings)
I am wondering if I will die
a natural death
or die before my time
is death pre-ordained? Or is it a state
we can direct...
I decided to write one last poem
To explain it all
Sometimes it's better to let go
Because the timing's wrong
But I'm still on my knees
Trying to stop the bleeding
'Cause my head...
A-Bomb a Nation..........Abomination.........really, is their a difference???
I sort through the detritus of my thoughts,
searching through the meaningless words,
for hints and...
Driven by the Wind
With you I question everything.
But it’s not a question of who are you,
It’s who am I?
Who am I?
I thought I had it figured out.
Planned who I wanted...
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...
An Authors Pointless Sympathy
By Hollie Davidson (Me, aha)
I call her name in full despair
I look for the warnings everywhere
I wait at the doorway unaware
My heart got broken...