Hi there! Anyone here who loves to write poems? Well, I do so that's why I started this thread. (If there is a problem with it, feel free to close it.)
I'm a person who doesn't talk much but I feel a lot. So I write everything down. That way, I don't have to bother anyone with my problems and I don't get stuck with them either. Here is a poem I wrote:
I Lost You
Destiny took you away from me
Even though I disagreed
I'm forced to live without you now
But I just can't figure out how
I need you to hug me like only you can
Kiss away my fears and dry my tears
I want my sanctuary to offer me protection
I miss the fun we used to have
And all the laughs we used to share
I miss the warmth of your arms
The open heart you had for me
I miss the feeling of being free
The worst thing happened, you got sick
And I didn't want to believe it
I didn't want to lose you, my best friend
I hated fate then because I knew
I knew you would lose in the end
We would all lose
We all lost...
† Dedicated to my dearest grandmother.
I love you and I'll miss you forever...
OK, this is really bad, it's meant to be a song/poemy thing, and it's about my paranoia. This one's called One Day.
What's wrong with me?
I'm all alone but I don't feel that way
I feel like I'm being watched
Can you call that paranoia?
This is gunna destroy me eventually
Soon I'll be able to trust no-one
People are talking about me
I just know it, I feel like I'm being betrayed, or maybe even lied to,
They say I needn't feel this way
But they don't mean it.
One day I'll be all alone
One day I'll be mistrusting
One day I'll hear voices
Telling me what they're doing
I don't want to end up like this
I don't want to lose everything
I don't want to live my life.
There's times when I can talk to nobody
Not even those close to me
Not even those who call themselves friends
There's times when I think
'How can I be so paranoid?'
I'm not even a good liar
I'm easily sussed out
I'm even naive!
I can't help it, it's just the way I am,
No-one can change me
No-one can tell me different.
Even so, people might be suspicious of ME,
Maybe people can't trust ME
Maybe they don't want to know me,
Maybe, just maybe...
Saying all this I wonder to myself,
'Why does my mind work this way?'
Why am I so easily readable?
What's wrong with me?
And this second one is about an ex-best friend who just took the piss. Read it and you'll see. I broke up with her two months ago and I think it was the best thing I could have ever done. This one's called Why?
There's one thing I'll never forgive you for.
Remember when you told me everything?
Remember when you told me "the truth"?
I wasn't expecting that
The least you could do was say it less harshly
But no. It just came out. You told it the way it was.
Why are we still friends? You practically hate me
Why are we still friends? You blatantly lied to me
Why are we still friends? You accuse me of things I never did or said
There's times when you took advantage of me
But I never noticed.
Maybe it's because if him
You had him before I did
When I had him you wanted him back
You wanted him so badly you tried to take him from me
It never worked. The rumours, the lies, the 'support' when I was down...
Why did you lie?
Why did you bitch behind my back?
Why did you never listen?
Why did you do this to me?
Is it because I'm naive?
Is it because I'm so easily provoked?
Is it because I'm just too damn honest?
Tell me...
Why couldn't you be honest from the start?
That's the one thing I'll never forgive you for.
Tell me what you think and be honest, please.
_________________ <--I made that one myself, I did.
^^Thankyou Heavensent_Jil! I am eternally grateful!
You are not paranoid, just sensitive to some things I think. I think you pick up certain vibes from people an misinterpret them. Just a thought.
The second poem reminds me of Simple Plan - Thank You. (sorry, everything reminds me of songs nowadays, I'm weird that way haha) How was that ex-friends of yours, your friend in the first place? She comes accros as a total B**** to me!
*hugs you again*
Elemental Emotions
There is a Fire burning inside of me
My will burnt to ashes, I set it free
Scorching my veins, incinerating my heart
Soul and body, forever torn apart
Water is slowly leaking from my eyes
A few whispered words, my silent goodbye
I seek to drown in the ocean of my tears
Smiling softly, the final end is near
The Air around me, full with hate
Planning my escape, again too late
A storm picks up, leaving me scared
Lashing out at me, my soul is bared
My existence on this Earth, no longer here
Faced with death I show no fear
I know of my end, sought it for so long
Letting it take me, listen to my parting song
My Spirit is numbing me but it waits to be heard
I can no longer pretend my emotions are undisturbed
I release all that I've been holding in
Opening my eyes, I've been born to a new beginning
Awww, Melissa, that poem was beautiful. *hugs you* You're not weird for being reminded of songs, I'm kinda like that too.
As for this 'friend'... she was a bitch. And we met on our first day of secondary school, we got along just fine and we became friends that way. As for my paranoia, I hope you're right. I soooo hope you're right. There's been people who've taken an instant disliking to me (and therefore bullied me) and I dunno why, but because of that I assume that people aren't gunna like me so I don't talk that much.
_________________ <--I made that one myself, I did.
^^Thankyou Heavensent_Jil! I am eternally grateful!
what inspires me? hmh... I can mainly only write poems when I am depressed. My feelings inspire me. When I wrote that poem.. first a friend wanted to read my poems, but I only had german ones so I promised her an english one... so... yeah, then I thought of a poem in english, about some friends who I am always there for - no matter what. But I myself hide my true problems for them, or if I go to them, they don't or just can't help much. So those feelings I wrote down...
Awww, same here. I can't talk to anyone about my problems, but I don't write them down either so I end up bottling my anger, and when it gets too much, then I'll write a poem about it. That way it has the most feeling in it. I think I should write one about my sister, because to be honest I think I'm starting to hate her but I hope it's just a phase.
_________________ <--I made that one myself, I did.
^^Thankyou Heavensent_Jil! I am eternally grateful!
I can talk to people^^ I just dont want to trouble them. I write the poems rigt aways, before My feelings get out of control. So now I have almost half a book full of poems XD My very first is still my favorite..
hmm.. i have some, but i found only one...it's soooo stupid! hahha.. it was about one monster from the band Lordi,she is called Awa hehe
I Never Want To See Her
When the light bayonets the Heaven,
When Sunset comes,
She will be here prompt, In the hour,
Exact on the hour.
She will glance into you with red eyes.
She will see how afraid you are,
you will have fantastic pain from concern,
For the fear is huge.
Because she is concern.
With cards in hands,she will see the destiny ... Death or Life?
Witch or Spirit ?
The Fear...
In the night...
The moon - It will look like her face to you...you never will forget her.
Believe!
You will talk endlessly about the witch!
Just a look and you - Never forget the eyes,
Please don't to say,"This is only a woman."
But tell the Lord "I Never Want To See Her."
I like!!! Little frightening but I like it! By the way, that is one smokin' hot avatar you have there! I have both Yam!'s and I really like the articles (and pics hehe)
Two more of mine:
Rules, commands and regulations
Let me say; congratulations
You've finally driven me insane
I'm the loser to your game
As your possession I have no use
Other then to take your constant abuse
My heart exposed for you to maim
I'm the loser to your game
I'm fighting back, not letting you free
I do to you what you did to me
Now I've driven you insane
You are the loser to my game
Second one
I see you struggle and I lend you my hand
But you won't take it, 'cos you don't understand
That I want nothing in return
I just can't stand to see you burn
No love, no friends, no future, no hope
I can see clearly, you can't really cope
Let me in, I'm down on my knees
Just to let me help you, please!
Because when you finally do
I can honestly promise you
To never tell a living soul
I promise to make you whole
Your life was hard and still it's rough
I know you're broken, though you act tough
No emotions, feelings are denied
No one would think less of you if you cried
I'll hold you forever if you give me permission
It's up to you, it's your decision
You know what you have, you know what I can give
Do you play dead forever, or will you start to live
I will never tell a living soul
I promise to make you whole
Usually I get ideas when I'm in my bed. More than once I had to leave the warmth of my bed to go write something down, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sleep. And that in the middle of the night! *weird*
You think on the same wavelength as me, Melissa. When there's something I wanna do, I don't rest until it's done. I do like those two poems though. I'll try to write some more poems when I get time to myself.
_________________ <--I made that one myself, I did.
^^Thankyou Heavensent_Jil! I am eternally grateful!
My throat swells with anger
I always want to cry
I want to live, but I want to die
Never Felt So Confused
Never Felt So Used
Constantly filled with strife
As i think about my life
I thought we were friends
But at this point, I don't think the torment will ever end
if i ever find one of my grandpa's books..i'll post one of his poems :3
Nächstes Thema anzeigen Vorheriges Thema anzeigen
Du kannst keine Beiträge in dieses Forum schreiben. Du kannst auf Beiträge in diesem Forum nicht antworten. Du kannst deine Beiträge in diesem Forum nicht bearbeiten. Du kannst deine Beiträge in diesem Forum nicht löschen. Du kannst an Umfragen in diesem Forum nicht mitmachen. Du kannst Dateien in diesem Forum nicht posten Du kannst Dateien in diesem Forum nicht herunterladen
Kalender
<--I made that one myself, I did.
*weird*
