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 Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 1:21 pm
I Swear
Panic (Penname)
I swear on the grave,
of our long forgotten love,
that I promise to admit,
that I completely,
wasted you,
wasted you.
I drained your compation
for my own guilty pleasures.
I swear ,
you were just my toy.
I swear on our past,
our present,
and our lack of a future,
that I will sign a contract,
to admit that I did forfit.
I let you win,
to cover my own tracks.
Just to get you to relax,
and let me go,
of your own free will,
but that didn't work.
I solomly swear,
to cross my heart.
Hope to die,
if I'm lying.
Just to say,
that I never loved you,
like you said you loved me.
I made alot of promises to you,
that I never did keep,
but I can assure you,
that the words leaving my lips are sealed.
So I'm promising,
and I'm Swearing.
I'm taking and oath,
to make you hate me,
to make you,
just stop loving me.
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 1:22 pm
Sugar
Panic
You are
melt in my mouth perfect.
Exotic to the touch,
with a little twist of danger.
My neon colored swizzle stick,
to stir up my frosted confusion.
Is this love?
You could just be
my sugar
my sweet,sweet stuff
my addicting secret indulgence
Please?
Would you?
be my lovely?
My sugar, my candy?
You send that shock,
straight to my system.
You send my sences
right to oblivion.
You give me so much pleasure
it's painful.
I'm loving every second.
You give me that rush,
that energy.
You keep me going
my everything.
Never ever
leave me
deprive me
of my addiction
my sweet fettish.
Please,Please
give me my dose
of sugar high.
Show me how perfect.
Show me how sweet.
I will
never let you go
You will be
my sweet forever
filling me up with every caress
my hidden pleasure
my twisted,tasty secret
my candy,My sugar
This could just be,
me professing my love
or something much more.
Don't you dare to wonder?
These lines,
touched with double meanings,
They could be so much,
when saying so little.
About nothing.
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 1:23 pm
Feels Like Leaving
Panic
Don't be afraid
we're finally alone,
there's nothing
but our chilled breaths
and the rain
outside the window.
It is dark
but there's light
in your eyes
hidden,
from everyone except me.
Your words are chosen
so carefully,
Your eyes set on the floor.
I'm in for disappointment
I can feel it,
bad news, I am sure
but when you whisper, "I love you"
after our good-bye kiss
I know you really mean it.
You leave me
standing alone,
surrounded by the storm
we both know
you're never coming back
but it's a feeling
we both hide.
I'm not ready to let go
but I know
I have to move on.
Whoever it was
that told me that love could kill,
could leave you so broken,
wishing you were numb,
was the smartest person I ever knew
-wait,
That was you.
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 4:53 pm
Wow, I love your poems. My favorite of the three has got to be the first one, I Swear. Something about it...touches me in a painful way, but I can't put my finger on it. Maybe it's the last part:Quote: So I'm promising, and I'm Swearing. I'm taking and oath, to make you hate me, to make you, just stop loving me.
All the same, they are wonderful poems. I can't wait to read more of your works.
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 5:07 pm
Thank you,thats my goal. I want to make people feel like I did when I wrote it. It may sound cheesy but,to identify with a feeling is to make it better in a way. If that makes any sense at all. sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 5:09 pm
It does make sense to me! It kind of makes me happy or not happy but...content in a way to read someone else's poetry and relate to it. It sums up a feeling I either couldn't put down on paper, or didn't realize I had until I read it.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 4:34 pm
I love them...and I love I swear as well...same reason Isis has I suppose...but of the three the one I think is best is...Feels like Leaving...you right extremely well...an equal to Kharne and Dante I think...as well as a few others...
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 4:49 pm
Only You
Panic
Unedited,typed it on here,will fix later.
You always say I could have...
the world,
and you,
only you,
would supply it for me.
And damn you,
only you,
would have me
believing every bit.
I love you so much.
So much,
for my being a writer
I sure can't explain what it is
that makes me so...
ever so,
attatched to you.
You.
Only you.
Could make me feel like it is
that I do.
You can say two words
and just because they came from you
and only you
they will make me smile
though I haven't smiled for
days
weeks
months.
And you
only you.
Can free me
from whatevers keeping me
so locked up.
So unaware that
I am.
I love you
And only you
for all of eternity.
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 3:54 pm
Wow. That last poem really hit me. Certain parts are so familiar to me... It's great and I hope to read more from you!!
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 4:05 pm
These works are easily equals to Dante and myself. I hope I don't sound like I am placing myself on a high pedistal or anything, but these really are great pieces. "Feels Like Leaving" is my favorite here. To me, it is sad and ironic.
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Kharne Bloodhowler Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 12:37 pm
Hurt
Panic
All of this
pain
All of this
misery
Kept in side
the very depth
that is me.
I can't breath
because if I do
I might break
I'm afraid
to speak.
My heart can't take
anymore of this
Hurt
this mess I am in
hurts
so much.
I can't get up off the floor
because the bleeding won't stop.
I'm afraid I might
accidentally
give in.
This hurt
it makes me tremble
makes me want to
dissapear.
Can't fake this smile
much longer,
can't pretend the fear's
not there.
If only you could help me
get rid of this hurt
I can't do it by myself.
I keep it buried but I'm trying
to stop it
you have to beleave me.
I'm trying.
It hurts to talk
It hurts to move
It hurts to think
It hurts to admit that its
real.
It just hurts.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 4:42 pm
*applauds* Wonderful, just wonderful. It really is scary how many of your poems seem to remind me of myself. I love the latest one, and again, it reminds me of a position I was in not too long ago. Brava!! Keep up that writing! You have great, great skill and potential!
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 4:37 pm
As always thank you very kindly wink
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 4:44 pm
(Sorry for the lousy editing I've started to just type on here when I feel the notion,I will edit when I have the time or my inspiration quits on me. Again,sorry. -Panic-)
Oh My love
Panic
Oh
My love.
Thats all I wanted
to hear.
For you to
help me,
take on something
that belongs to only me
for you to save me.
I can't beleave I overlooked
you.
How much you loved me
how much you cared
cared more then him
unconditionally
you care more
about me
about me
me
he only cared about 'us'
what would also benifit him
I should have known
you are the true unselfish
the true giving
true caring.
My true love.
Oh my love.
I heard you pour your heart
over the phone,
the thing you always said would
be so corny.
You said you would marry me
I didn't know how bad I wanted to hear it
until I did.
Now you have me tripping.
Writing about you.
Telling the world.
Someone loves me
cares for me
adores me.
And I love them.
You swept me off
my feet.
You rid me of him.
You gave me all I needed.
I wish I could show you.
You mean the same to me.
Somehow.
Oh my love.
My love.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 4:28 pm
Boom....The day the world ended.
Panic
We were
waiting for a sign
something to follow
but we waited around
and it never came
we wasted away
until all our time ran out
and now we all we have left
is a
tick tick
boom
a second to
forgive
to regret
and a second to do
all the things we missed
out on
and a second a tick
and then the end
a time to tell a friend
you lied
mourn the people
out of time
tick tick
boom
where'd it go
a whole life
down the drain
take your time
take a breath
live you life like
all you have
is a
tick tick
boom
and a second
to say your prayers
to say
good bye.
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