|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 7:12 pm
^^(^.^)^^ alright guys we need a poetry section
* same rules as before be original you can post someone else's poetry as long as you say that its not yours and you tell who the writer is if you just want to share it with everyone
but else whise just have fun what more is there to say ^^(^.^)^^
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 7:20 pm
alright i'll post frist
the game of life
alone she sits
as gental breaz blows, through her hair
a mindles game she plays, but no one cares
with hated love, she loves alone
with faded dreams, it left hated scene
with sadden eyes, she looks to the sky
to find nothing there but lies
to hide the truth behind, her brown eyes
to continue to live her life as a lie
alone she sits and crys
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 12:24 pm
Hi! These are a few of mine. Car to car
The streets are spiraling and curving
Friction spikes in the Air
The lights ahead are swerving
I know that its not fair
Splitting screams hurt my ears
The light burns at my eyes
The trees go another way
Pain jolts down my thighs
The blackness folds upon me
Like its tucking me into bed
Fear wells in my heart
Oh dear god i hope I'm not dead Is love all that worth it?
You flash me that smile
My smile
Your run on bye to her
Your girl
You kiss her because you love her
Not me
You love her as her
The b***h
You love me as a best friend
Not your girl
You buy her gifts for every occasion possible
You dont even buy me one for my birthday
You tickle and hug her
You push and poke me
You smile at her lovingly
My smile
You laugh when she says something unfunny
You stare at me if i do that
You giggle when she trips
You purposly make me trip
Why do i still love I love her but I hate them
She tells me they say shes ugly
I tell her that shes not
She says they like to laugh at her
As a joke i say shes hot
The thing that really hurts me
Is that i love her o so much
And that when people say these things
They don't know i can pack a punch
And down deep inside my hear t I cry everytime i hear
That she thinks of suicide Because i hold her so dear
So I wish that all those F*****s would stop to think
What would they do in that setuation
When your lifes gonna sink
biggrin
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 6:28 pm
i like them //_^ i like them all i'm tired
i'm tired
i'm threw
all the things i've done
i did them for you
i'm frustrated
i'm beaten
you never understud my feelings
i'm hurting
i'm crying
i'm tired of all your lieing
i laugh
i'm dead
was it all in my head
i'm barried
there crying
if only you new i was dieing
for you cry me a rivercry me a river
so i can build me a bridge
tell me you loved me
so i can stand at they edge
tell me the trueth
i'll let go of the rail
you told me a lie
my arms open up wide
you left me alone
i jump to my demise this one is long but good graveyard
keeper of the dead
bodey of the land, stone of which are graved by hand
drivers of they hearse, mourners of the deceased
grim, decaying, sorrowfully
the land of the dead
they tell me u are haunted and i belive them, for i have seen your see through bodies siting amongst the stone scaring away the children.
and they tell me you are mournfull and yes it is true i have seen the women and children crying as their tears fall to stone
and they tell me u are wicked and with my reply: i now the grim dances amongst the dead
and having answered so i turn once more to those who moran and accuse at this dreary land, and i give them back the mourning and the accusations and say to them:
come show me another land with out the peacefulness and gentleness and joyess and quietness
flinging the soil of they earth of piling soil on soil
here is a bold digger set vivid against the cold hard soil
cold as a winter storm with their nipping at thoughs who trespass and cold hearted to protect the sacred land at night
stoking
shoveling
cripid
plotting
watching, crying, waiting
under the night sky, shovel in their hand, laughing with a crooked smile
under terrible burden of destiny
laughing as a young man laughs,
laughing even as a morbid person laughs who had never been afraid
bragging and laughing that under their wrist is the pulse, and under their ribs the heart that still beats when so many don't
laughing!!
laughing the stormy, husky, twisted laugh of the deseast,
well dressed, sweating proud to be grave digger, hearse driver, grave stone carver, prayer of the dead and priest of the family
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 6:08 pm
When I emerge from the depths of my asylum I look upon the remorseful sky and she cries. The sky cries at the unrest of my soul, but why does she cry only for my petty soul. What did I ever do for her to care of my putrid existance, callow shell, insignificant dwelling, why, why does she cry? Is it a cry of remorse or did I do something to her? No, she's not thendering. The clouds are bonded to show her face. Wispy, grey, glowing but, in a cold delluding state. A state that will one day pass on into the darkness of the evening and pass on. Will I see her face again, no she will haunt my existance forever.
(Not one in my offline portfolio, but one I came up with on the spot.)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 10:36 am
(for comeing up with that on the spot i realy like it good job //_^)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 9:14 am
my curse, my strength
Each day i live i count my blessing for each day i lose one more thing my love my heart to the windf is cast. To do what must be done I lose my past. One day i will die this is for sure to my friends i will be remebered forever more. For they are who i am fighting for. This curse is evil and make me forget but, In the end my frinds i protect forever with not a singel regret. From they now on i will never break be cause i have made my curse, my strength.
(please tell me what you think and be honest)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jul 31, 2010 1:42 pm
vampirekay1 alright i'll post fristthe game of life
alone she sits
as gental breaz blows, through her hair
a mindles game she plays, but no one cares
with hated love, she loves alone
with faded dreams, it left hated scene
with sadden eyes, she looks to the sky
to find nothing there but lies
to hide the truth behind, her brown eyes
to continue to live her life as a lie
alone she sits and crys Sounds like me and my girlfriend before we met each other.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 9:23 am
This is something i created a few years ago:
In the moonlight I shall change
golden eyes, white fur, long fangs.
Night sky filled with stars
caged no more behind these human bars.
Full moon shinning bright
Roaming free throughout the night.
Im thinking about adding more to it. 3nodding
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 9:46 am
Luna Godess of the moon This is something i created a few years ago: In the moonlight I shall change golden eyes, white fur, long fangs. Night sky filled with stars caged no more behind these human bars. Full moon shinning bright Roaming free throughout the night. Im thinking about adding more to it. 3nodding I like it sounds good let me guess it is about werewolves?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 8:53 pm
love and hate
In my my mind hate dwells.
Each Night more it swells.
But in my heart love is well.
Each day and night they fight.
Both granting me a powerful might.
But i wonder if togthere they can ever be.
For years i wondered what is the key.
Now i see to love and hate at one time
hates love must be mine.
And when i find this no longer will my mind and heart ache.
Untill that day i will always be stuck with love and hate!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
