I will try to keep my chin up Websex Thanks.I agree, all poetry is very moving.And heart felt.Good job everyone!
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Original Poetry
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RevolutionMy world revolvesIt's based on youCan't think of resolveExcept to push away tooI must go onIt's for my bestOtherwise I'm goneI was put to testMy world revolvesNot around youI should do what I wantAnd that I'm going to do
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I like that last one very much Websex.
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We have some accomplished writers here!
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Please, don't be ashamed of anything about yourself!
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Angels Set Me FreeIn my dark timeThe angels huddleTo be all mineJust for a lil cuddleTogether they saved meThey showed me their loveThey let me be freeLike an uncaged doveWhere to go nextThey can't show me the wayBut what I can expectAnother glorious dayI just want to say thank you to all of you that were there to listen. I've went through a very quick and unusual recovery and I think I have those that listened to thank. As for my angels, you know who you are.
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Two HeartsAlways the heart beatsFlows blood through my veinsIt keeps me aliveAnd yet puts me through these painsSometimes my heart wants moreThan the job it's intended to doIt wants loveThat's why I'm searching for youSometimes the heart needs to be ignoredOtherwise it will rule meLet it do the job intendedBefore I'm subject to neverending scrutinyLet it flow blood through my veinsThe heart is two thingsI can stop this feeling of painAnd live life for everything
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i know this poem really don't belong here.... but oh well i'll post it any way.
Writing you this letter
Words are hard to say
My lips won't open, no sound will come free
Can I write you a letter, one just for your eyes to see?
I have this paper filled with blood red ink,
it's the words I wish I could speak....
Mommy, daddy, did you know this about me?
Mommy., Daddy, the pain won't leave.
Mommy, daddy, she did bad things to me.
My mind is spinning... mommy, daddy, help me please.
Memories are spinning, the memories I wish would leave.
This letter is for you, it's a letter about me.
Mommy, daddy, did you know this about me?
Mommy., Daddy, the pain won't leave.
Mommy, daddy, she did bad things to me.
Mommy, daddy, I wish I could be free. -
Behind the shellThey think they know me, they no me not.They see what I want them to see, it’s not the real me.I can fake a smile to keep them happy, I can grin and make a laugh, but it’s not real.I say I’m fine and ok, but inside I’m falling apart.I feel like a turtle.. I enjoy my hard shellIt hides my inside from the them, it hides the things I don’t won’t to share.One day I opened it all out, and let it all go free.Do they see me in the same light as they used to see me?They now know what I don’t want them to know, they now know the real me.I feel like a turtle, with out his shell…….. Unhidden from them, but still hiding from the world.
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I think your poetry belongs. This category is relationships, regardless of whether it's with your parents or friends.And I find your poetry very moving.
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I agree with Web. Here's a new one from me. I enjoy making new songs from different artists (no, I don't take credit for the words) and this one is from Linkin Park. [LP Mix] You love the way I look at youWhile taking pleasure in the awful things you put me throughYou love the things I say I’ll doThe way I’ll hurt myself again just to get back at youThere were just too many Times people have tried to look inside of meWondering what I think of you And I protect you out of courtesyToo many times that I've held on When I needed to push awayAfraid to say what was on my mindAfraid to say what I need to sayToo many things that you say about me when I’m not aroundYou think having the upper hand Means you gotta keep putting me downBut I've had too many stand-offs with youIt's about as much as I can standI know I'll never trust a single thing you sayYou knew your lies would divide us but you lied anywayAnd all the lies have got you floating up above us allBut what goes up is got to fallTake all your faithlessness with youHearing your name the memories come back againI remember when it started happeningI'd see you in every thought I had and thenThe thoughts slowly found words attached to themAnd I knew as they escaped away I wasCommitting myself to them and every day I regret saying those thingsTime won't healThis damage anymoreSometimes IFeel like I trusted you too wellSometimes IJust feel like screaming at myself
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This is all really good stuff (not much of a poet myself).
CR: Your poems in particular were incredibly moving.
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yeah they are all really good, very moving and amzingly sensitive, wow
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just a question... do you guys have to be in a certain mood to write like this?? For me, when my gf broke up with me, it was like the emotions just fell on the page, but now i can't write a poem to save me life
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Yeah, it's easiest for me when my I have really strong feelings to write. But if I try, I can pretty much write whenever I want.
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I normally write when depressed. It's my way of expressing myself (instead of in piercings and tattoos ).
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In reply to:
just a question... do you guys have to be in a certain mood to write like this??
yeah. for me it's away to express things with out really expressing them....... ok that don't make since but grrrrrrr nevermind
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Heres a poem that I wrote its not very good but i'll share anyways."Dream Life" (March 4th 2004)Dreams are memories most likely forgottenMakes me wonder why I still remember youLooking with my cold heartInto your cold eyes reminds meOf all the warm hearted memories once encounters.Some may find it funnyTo be full of such emotionSuch committment so youngand the horror that it trived inPain not only emotional but began with physical anguish.Backwards is how it beganBut even when its getting betterwhy must it end?
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And heres one i just wrote a few seconds ago"Tears" (March 16, 2004)Tears drop franticllyAs I always feel alone.Morsules of memoriesDrip and one day forgot.To those that rememberSaddness doesn't last forever,But as we feelThis eternity does end.Feelings lostIs temporaryBut my darkness affects my life.Altered decisions which I fearLead me away from regaining sanity.
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It's good Stu. I can kind of relate to that.