SnapeRules,I like your dark ones better.I can relate to them better.I like theothers though.
im-lover-li,I love you dark ones.They relate to me also.
nitwit oddment blubber tweak, I love that ne too.My ex should read this.

Here is mine.
]Darkness In Death

The Darkness surounds me
I am locked in a box
I am hoping someone will here me
The hope slowly goes
And I hear the voices
The voices of pain
Surounding me
Choking me
Until I am gone
Dead and gone

Angel_Face I liked your poem it kind of related to me. Thanks for my feedback too - I'm glad you understand them and I'm glad you like them dark.

im-loveli-rli

wow, this section is getting dark good job everyone, these poems are great. Also, i have a dare for one of the chief reviewers in this section (cobra). CObra, write another poem we have'nt seen one of yours in a while



Life and death

They fear death,
They call it grim
But is it really so bad
When real life is mimicked by a sim?

They call it the end
They wish it would never touch them
But is it really worse than the earth
Which is no longer a gem

Life is lies and deceipt
It's not about love
It's about cars and money
We no longer care about the beatiful dove

Everybody's trying to get rich
Everybody's wants to be a star
We no longer care about love
We'll just say it's too far

In Death, we no longer touch the living
In Death, We can't walk the planet
But we have peace
We don't tell others to can it

Who needs cars or money
Who cares for the latest suit
In Death we escape the web of lies
And we all have time to savour the fruit

We walk with ones we have lost
We are content and dont get tons of bills
There are'nt collections agencies
And nobody kills

In Death we have peace
In Life we have crystal meth
So now i ask which is better
Life or Death?

wow alexander nice poem!! Yeah Cobra I think you should write a poem, maybe a happy one 'cause this place IS getting dark.
No poem from me today.

im-loveli-rli

wwo there is quite a bit of darkness going around in these poems, but I like it. dark poems are my favourite, I can relate to them the most.

Angel_Face, I really liked your poem. I loved the rhythm and the impact it made. It's dark, but its perfect like that. It's honest

alexander; life and death, I love how you've presented it as a question. Its accusing and it highlights the problems faced by so many. It really makes you think, and I found that really impressive

And thank you, I really appreciated the feedback. <3

Wishful thinking.

Wake up.
It's time again to replace the mask
that only slips through sleep.
Wipe away the tear stains;
paint on that smile that they've grown to expect. Demand.

Regularity; formality.
It's the least they deserve.
Isn't it?

Don't worry, the mirror still mocks you.
Is he honest enough to betray your secret?
After all, he observes what their eyes fail to see.
He reminds you those scars that your eyes try so
desperately to conseal.

But..maybe today they'll notice.
I hope so.
I really do.

nitwit oddment blubber tweak I can relate to that poem so well! I love the darkness!!

im-loveli-rli

you are the moon

Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark
Emerging from the gentle grip of night's unfolding arms
Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel all alone?
The subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone

You don't see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear
It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier
All the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas
The shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe

I will bring a mirror, so silver, so exact
So precise and so pristine, a perfect pane of glass
I will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky
So you can see your beauty every moment that you rise

Guys, thanks for the positive feedback for life and death. I love wishful thinking, nitwit, it cracks behind the facade many people presen and gives a glimpse into the pain they experience while they hide it. Sarah, that was a nice peom, i thought it would be dark in the beginning, but then it got lighter, but it's a nice mixture of the two styles and a good descripion of the isolation and joy the moon could experience.

THis one is different from my normal style, it does'nt ryhme

Just a Little

Let down your guard, for just a little while
Let me pour you a glass, just a little bit of coke
Dont leave me, stay with me just a little longer
We can work it out, we need just a little effort
You've enriched my life, just a little ball of love
Then you've left me, made me just a little ball of hate
After all of I've seen, I want just a little death
After all I've felt, my thirst for my death is'nt just a little want anymore
So pour poison into my glass, with just a little bit of coke

*shiver* i dont usually go that dark, shiver shiver shiver. This is happier and it rymes , it's more my style then Just a little

I wish

I wish I could talk to you
I wish I could see your face
I wish I could be with you
I wish I could guard you like Windu, Mace

I wish you did'nt leave
I wish we could live together in the wood
I wish I could hear your laughter
But I don't need the wishes, the memories are good


Hey all, hoping for feedback for Just a little and I wish, but for now, i'm listening to Itunes and this peom wwill reflect different songs i'm listening too

Itunes

Ms.Hill
You've got a gift
but I always say the wrong words
so now we have a musical rift

She act like she dont know me
but dont get me wrong
there's no disrespect to your man
i just want a great song

Back 2 Da basics
I've made it too hard
time to simplify the tunes
i'm gonna play the comeback card

The said come back or we'll go crazy
And I could'nt have that
Can't wait to be back on the stage
It's my turn to bat

Hurt me soul
I admit it, i used to hate hip-hop
the women degraded
and the hate for the cop

they took my daughter
my house on fire
i aint got food
i'm not the person you wanna hire

Black republican
I feel like a black republican
i've got money coming in
but with the hood i aint done

we were like brothers
but you was just the son of my moma's friend
but the money keeps us apart
feels like we cant mend

The Instrumental
He's a victim of the box
he never lies
becuase he never talks

Doctors jot it down with those pens
the same ones who took away his voice
the only left his instrumental
left him dreaming of a rolls royce

Itunes
you may be in love
you might be making things easy
your soul may be shot like a dove

you may be from the ghetto
you may be as voiceless as moons
but i doesn't matter
cuz we all speak tunes

snaperules your poem "you are the one" its good! its like u put into words what i was thinking!*smile*
please feedback all good and bad i usualy do songs so here goes


cloud of despair

youve left me here hanging in a cloud of despair
im falling through nothingness
falling to nowhere








this poem is dedicated to my dog sasha, she died when she was 2 on january 20 2006
(the wors part is i wasnt there when she died)

I wrote this last year for school.


Tragedy For The Chipmunks

the chipmunk looks around in the grass
and sees what he wanted at last
he turns and calls Bree
and scurries over to his tree

his wife let out a shocking cry
as she sees a mighty fox
but Chip is too late to save his wife
for she was taken by the fox

alone he sits up in his hole
an eagle nestled by the door
he hears her scream by the floor
"oh, the horror!"


blackdog: i'm sorry about Sasha. that's so sad.

Heaven Sent

The loud cries of despair, crowds viciously returning,
Closing in around me, feeling the pressure.

Tightness and hunger, I try to find, a way out of this never ending mess,
The only way out is to wish, to hope.

A mysterious hand, lashing out of no where,
Closes around my wrist, pulling me away.

Escaping the darkness, I find myself in the light,
Somewhere new, I can learn to breathe again.

Coming out of the shadows, I see him, my rescuer.
The one standing before me.

Tears in my eyes, I know that he is the only person
That would ever save me.

Shedding the mask that took over my life,
Before I knew what I had become.

You see right through me, knowing the truth
Of my past and all that I have done.

You've brought out the real me,
Instead of the person I was trying to be.

My hero, my ghost, my guardian angel.
Always looking out for me, hiding the lies.

The fears that have invaded my life, finally disappeared.
When you are around, all those silly fears are gone.

Heaven sent, you come to me, to help
The one I want to be.

Batman, Superman, or even the Hulk
are nothing compared to you.

Because your my one true hero, all mine.
Saving me so I never fall, catching me.

The darkness tries to return, but your faith
Keeps me from following the bad side of me.

My hero, my guardian angel, the only one I see.
You are always there for me.

So now I will be me, if I try to change,
I'll just look to the sky and see you there, my Superman

weeds.

picked all my weeds but kept the flowers.
i could crash and burn
and at the end of the road,
i'll still be breathing.

i'm still going to be standing here.
even if i don't wake up
it could break my fall
or save me.

once you let go it becomes real .
so here i am with my thoughts all round me
and here i go with my fear weighing on,
i know its never really over.

wake up, and it becomes real.
7 months and your still alive
10 months and your still breathing,
1 year and you didn't give up.

picked all my weeds but kept the flowers.


please give some feed back on this poem and on you are the moon.

Hope

I know the meaning of hope
I know the meaning of faith
I know the meaning of love
I know everything about the light
Even in the dark
Never again shall I cry
About my screwed up life
Now I know it all
I know the meaning of light

Hey all hope you enjoy this

This one is about a guy i really like...
Questions to the one I love

I know how I feel about you
But do you?
I want to tell you
But can you handle it?

I want to be able to love you
But will you love me?
I want to be able to kiss you
But will you want me to?

I want you to love me
But will you?
I want you to like me for who I am
But will you?

I can see your eyes
But can you see mine?
I can feel your cold hands
But can you feel mine?

You can sense my feelings
But can I sense yours?
You can feel my heartbeat
But can I feel yours?

This is about a friend of mine... Im not mad at her im mad at myself...
Second best

I was so stupid!
Twice it has happened now
Who would look at me?
With her standing right next to me

I know I’m not that beautiful
I know she wont do anything
But I would really help for once
That they notice me first

I know she’s prettier that me
I know I’m kinda weird
But that’s me
Weird and wonderful

I guess to them I’m just a laugh
Someone they can tease
Someone to walk over
But I’m not taking it any more

And yet I hate myself for these thoughts
I know she doesn’t really want it
But it makes me oh so sad,
I’m always second best

Nikita
Love Hate Celebrate

Dear My Love,I'll Be Waiting

If you are reading this
I am home
Away from the fighting
And the hatred
So cold


If you are reading this
Tell the kids I love them
Tell them that I'm I better place

Remember my love
I'll be waiting
At the gate

People in the Military write leeters to there familys before heading on a mission...If they don't come back,someone sends the letter to their family.It is painful.

sarah i love your poems! they're all so beautiful. and snaperules i especially love 'dear my love, i'll be waiting', that was so sad ans sweet.
well, this poem was written for my best mate, she's been having a tough time so i wrote this poem.

You are the person who lets me laugh
You are the person who lets me be free
You are the person who lets me be me
And show the world all of my colours

You are the person that gives me comfort
You are the person that picks me up
You are the person that fills half my cup
And keeps me smiling on the cloudy days

You are the person who should be happy
You are the person who deserves the best
You are the person who beats all the rest
Yet life lets you down

Because

You are the person that lost someone close
You are the person that has been forced to grieve
You are the person that Death has thieved
Thieved you of the man you knew as 'Dad' or 'Daddy'

You are the person who bears an open wound
You are the person who has shed cold tears
You are the peron who shrank away from peers
To wallow in the loss of a love

You are the person that I want to help
You are the person that I wish to heal
You are the person that has pain I can feel
But still, I am helpless

Because

You are the person who has been struck too hard
You are the person who just needs time
You are the person who needs to pine
For the man you loved and lost

You are the person that I have always known
You are the person that would face a fire
You are the person that I admire
Due to the strength you don't know you have

You are the person who still lets me laugh
You are the person who still always smiles
You are the person who still goes the extra miles
Emily, you are stronger than you know

And I promise to never let go
I will always be here
Through hope and fear
I will stand by your side
Even if we're headed for a bumpy ride
Just don't forget that you are stonger than you know
And that I swear to never let go

Dedication:
To My Sister

she said it made her cry. please let me know what you think.

BeckyN

I love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I cryed at it too.


Why?

You said you just
wanted to be
friends

I was fine with that
Until you asked me why

Why must I still love you?
Why must I need to hand someone who friendship?
Why do I try to win you over all the time?

One reason
One eason
Because I love you
Even if you love me
Why?Why?Why?
Love is the reason...

Unwantable Prayers

I hope you find
You true love
And never die alone

I hope you find
The one you've
Been seaching for

I pray you
Have a happy life

So forget me
Tonight
Tommow
I am not
worth the
time and place

I hope
You have
A happy life
And forget me
And leave me

Love,
Nobody Anymore

Here's a short one i wrote about the Lord

My Jesus

His name is Jesus
He is love
since i was a foetus
He looked after me from above

sometimes when it is dark
demons plague me
but just like Noah's ark
Jesus saves me

Lord i love you
i am crying out
help me remain true
and pure wthout doubt.

lighthouse

Take what you need while there’s time
The city will be earth in a short while
If I’m not mistaken
Its been in flames
You and I will escape to the seaside

There is a storm in the distance
The wind breathing warning of its eminent
There is a lighthouse five hundred yards down
You and I will be safe there

There is a girl who haunts that light house
She saved me
I was swimming
So young, I almost drowned

Down under the water
She sang a story
Of losing a lover
She calls a warning

Love you are foolish you’re tired
Your sleeplessness makes you a liar
The city is burning
The ocean is turning
Our only chance is the lighthouse

Her lover was a sailor
She went and she waited there
The door locked from the outside
Lover never arrived

So she sings there
Soft as a Siren
Luring ships off their course, how alarming

We went in
We climed up and looked out
The door locked from the outside

Three ghosts in the lighthouse.


okay this is basically a story i dreamt of while i was not really sleeping but daydreaming.
please review my other peoms such as you are the moon and weeds.

-sarah

Wow, you guys are really good. As I've said before, I know I'm not a writer ... I know my poems probably suck but ... whatever. At least I try, right. I wrote this one to describe the side of death that I always look to. It's not emo ... it's quite uplifting, I think.

When I'm Gone

I am the North Star
Standing never wavering
Shining brightly
In the night sky

I am the Waterfall
Flowing, abounding, teaming
Rippling, streaming,
Unbroken; uninterrupted

I am the Blade of grass
Swaying, sweeping
Staggering, Pendulating,
By the gust

I am the Wind
Blowing, heaving,
Inhaling, exhaling
Through your hair

I am the Sun
Shining, beaming,
Sparkling, smiling
Undarkened, always.

When I'm Gone,
I am the star
I am the waterfall
I am the grass
I am the wind
I am the sun
I am with you
always
When I'm gone.

By: Marie-Helena♥

Now, I'm going to try and write some more! They're so much fun to write!

hey, you guys are really good! Ok, i am by no means a poet, my best poems go something like "there once was a dog named Mo/ who lived in a house by the sho"... you get it. haha. well i keep this journally thing (i don't know if you could call it that) where I basically just rant. About anything, most of its completely random. Anyway, I was reading through it and found this, it was not written to be a poem, it was part of my rant. But it kind of flows like a poem, so we'll see.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Wishes are just desires
that you name out loud in hopes
of making them seem more possible

But then reality sets in
and you realize that your only
daydreaming and
your fantasies are lost in a
sea of other wishes that
never came true

And occasionaly a fish will jump
out of the water and you feel like
your wish may have a chance.
But as quick as it appeared
it disappears
and your left with your head
in your hands
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

again.. this was not written to be a poem, so the lining and punctuation is off and what not. but I liked it.

When I am dead
And gone
And six feet underground
Just remember one thing

I have loved before
And you were not the first thought
I have thought about cheating on you
But I remember what he did
The reason I was stuck with you
He was a cheater
He was a pumkin eater
He was about to have a wife
But he couldn't keep her

As I said before
You wern't the first
I was stuck with you

I love the new poems!

Hello everyone! I love all yournew poems - they're really good. Well, here's another poem from me. It's depressing and has no name.


You stood there
And let me do this;
destroying myself
You watched
You could miss;
destroying myself.



im-loveli-rli

Heya all

I am back with a poem but first a few words to a few people that have grown in there poetry writing skills. im-loveli-rli and snaperules you guys/chicks have really gotten along. So I am going for something different, for a different feel.

Stranger

Where did you go when you left me
I know it was too another
But man I hope it is not true
Who I am I kidding
You don't like to sit still and just talk
No you like to move, to party
That is why you became a Stranger

A Stranger that I didn't want to know
I knew you will hurt me more
If I took you back after I know what you did
Knowing you is making me sick
Thinking at how passionately we kissed
How we touched and sat and kissed
You have become a Stranger

Please leave me alone
Just go your own way
Play with somebody else's feelings not mine
Know this You brought this on yourself
Leave Go
Stranger

Hope you like this one

dewet

Hey all hope you enjoy these poems but there is more to come...

In love with you

In love with you
Has made me
Realize how much
You mean to me

You make my
Heart beat faster
You give me butterflies
In my stomach

You know how to
Make me smile
You know just
What to say and when


Always there

You have always been there
When I needed a friend
You have always been there
When I needed a shoulder to cry on
You have always been there
When had things changed?
You are always there
Why did it not work?
You are always there
Why did we leave things hanging?
You will always be there
Why can’t we work things out
You will always be there
Why can’t I forget what we had?
You will always be there
Why can’t we try again?

Thanx for reading feel free to leave coments...

Nikita
Love Hate Celebrate

My True Heart
On the front of this heart
I see it is red
I see it is together
Forever

But on the inside
It is black
And blue
From all the
Punches it has gone though
It is together
By a peice of tape

He said that
That he was here
Forever
But now he is whatever

But the upside is...
I am dating his best friend

If You Knew

If you knew
The pain I've gone though
You would leave me just like that

If you knew
The thoughts I've had
I would be on the curb

If you knew
about the Suicide notes
I wrote then threw away
I would be out of your mind

Only God knows
The real me

Only God knows
Your my life
And that I would die

Only God saves me
From myself

I am a danger to myself

The Little Angel

There was a little girl
All alone in an evil world
Seeing other kids
And their moms hugging them
Their dads holding them

While at home
Her parents
Were waiting to beat her
Lock her up in a chamber
Leaving her to bleed

One day she found a friend
Outside her window
And she opened it
And down she went
While her Momma laughed
Her friend cried

The next morning
All her friend learned she died
And her friend that saw her fall
Wrote a song about her
How he loved her
Her parents evil laugh
But the end it says
Her last final wish
Was that the world look at her
And the abusing other kids go
Though

She was a Little Angel

wow some new faces, new peoms and great talent. Cobra, i still dare you to write another peom Here's my next one, hopefully it can match my former one, Life and Death. Hope ya like, reviews PLEASE.

The Storm

It's deadly
The storm is on the way
unlike any you've seen before
It's coming no matter what i say

The base is blood
from brothers who shoot each other
the glue is the words of haters
and the baby's without a mother

The hate because of the skin color or race
or because your not a certain sex
or because of your sexual preference
we watch it eating some tex mex.

The slaves of the tv are inside
the crackheads will still beg
the ones who live in boxes
they'll even sell their leg

The world is ruled by companies
Imagination is slowly being killed
They either dont know, dont show or dont care
that peoples glasses aint getting filled

You can sit on your couch
while the bullets sing
while people die
while people throw away their marriage rung

You can wait for the storm
you can wait while we suffer
you can wait while we lose
while different races use a buffer

You can wait while do what we can
While our blood becomes ink for petions and letters
while our sweat turns into marchers
while our tears form graves

Our you can join us
you can fight for our world
you can help stop the bullets
help our neworld

The baby's cry
the mothers beg
the brothers bleed
the army vet's want a leg

You hear them as different sounds
but that's just extra like a morning dress
they're all the same two words
Help us



Whatch'a think

I haven't been on here for a long time, sorry guys! I am being a bit lazy right now so I am only going to comment on the latest two, but keep writing and I will actually post on here!

alexander-meh, You have done better. But at least you finally didn't write about the same thing for like the 9th time. (joking). I see it has a great meaning and all, but its not that effective, doesn't flow as well.

snaperules- The last one nearly made me cry. It was so sad. But great and meaning full. the other ones are touching as well. I love teh first one as well. keep up the great work!

WOW darkness. K here's another poem from me.

Love

WHat is love?
a legitimate question it is
take a look we shall
if you can take it come with me kids

Is love having a job you always wanted to do
Is it being able to get laid day after day
Is it being able to drive fancy cars
Is is being able to get a big fat pay

Is it waking up to your soulmate
Is it a attachment to a family member
Is it having no worries
is it having a valuable ember

The answer is none and all of the above
This is my theory on love
and i dont think you can talk about it
until you've experienced t, not just saw it written on a glove

Love is somethign that makes you happy
simple and plain
Dont complicate it
Dont make my pain be in vain

alexander I love both your new poems! Especially the storm one . Now new poemes from me to day.

im-loveli-rli

Alexander-First verse was brutal.(no offense) but the rest was great. 2nd verse is fairly good. 3rd is average, but 4th and 5th are amazing. I think that poem would be great if you take out the first verse. It was pointless and maybe change some words int eh second. Keep Posting.

the smile you give

This town just wasn't made for two
But when the streets they call my name, what can I do?
There's a place I'd like to visit there someday
And if you decline my invitation, what can I say?
What can I say?
When the corner light is dimmed on the street
And all the faces looked confused on those you meet
Tell your friends that I'll be dead when you read this
Tell them I couldn't take the pain of loneliness
I am feeling low
And I'm screaming in my sleep
when you're around, will you comfort me?
I'll dream of you
And the smile that you give, to me
It's the same thing everyday
Because we run out of things to say
If you're gone and me not here
It kind of sheads a diffrent light on the whole year
I am feeling good
And I'm singing in my sleep
when you're around, will you comfort me?
I'll dream of you
And the smile that you give
to me

sarahdaniell0ox-Nice poem. it goes from happy to sad back to happy again. I like lighter poems. especially this one, it has a twist in it. i thought it wa going to end in darkness and loneliness but it didn't. Keep up the good work.

Heya

Here is a short poem about being hurt by someone you thought loved you

Hurt

My tears ran like autumn rain
When cupids love was slain
In my heart there was only pain
I turn my back upon the world.

My world was shattered
When I lost all that mattered
And my dreams were scattered
I turn my back upon the world.

My heart has been broken
Her love for me was only token
All her promises now forsaken
I turn my back upon the world.

The loss of my hearts desire
Cold embers where once was fire
To love again I can only aspire
I turn my back upon the world.

But with head high I went forward
Feeling not a little awkward
And I found my just reward
When I went again into the world.

Though my love ended in tears
It's never as dark as it appears
I've put aside my darkest Fears
And I must go again out into the world.

Now back from the brink of madness
With Only distant memories of Sadness
My heart no resounds in gladness
Now I'm back again into the world.

I am not yours

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

Damn that was crazy Hope you liked them

dewet

First of all I'd like to say that it's my poem's translatation. I wrote it about a year ago.

One lenghty look

Even one
Lenghty look can change...

But the time doesn't matter.
I bless wonderful gift of sight.
Can everything, everything is possible.
Change your heart, inspire soul.
One lenghty look,
That is able to reverse values,
That gives strength,
That gives faith,
That opens eyes for the world.

One lenghty look
...into the book.

Wow...its's crazy...I was one of the first to write here, and now there are like 1000 people. It's so good to see people writing. It's one thing in life where anyone can express their emotions, no matter if you have talent or not (I never thought I did...cheers Noble House!)

Anyway, I know this poem borders on my hated genre (see my prievious poem Let's Write)....as I seriously hate cliche writing (e.g death/darkness - stuff with no point but to express how utterly emo you are...sorry, but it's true)

The Prey

We would wait in silence as
the door opened;
Light, so contrasting in the darkened cellar,
Made us cringe our eyes, focussing
only when he would stand in the
doorway: the powerful predator,
Who snatched his claws only momentarily
to beckon us again.

The corner served us well, hiding
us barely but confidently,
and we would imagine the natural light
making us cringe again, but welcomingly; allowing us to
walk free ourselves once again.
We would dream of ice cream sunsets, the water
lapping at our ankles as we scavenged for
shells. A distant memory it would seem.

For the world would forever be our prayer, and us:
The prey.


-thesolitaryone-

Myspace

I am fat
I am a nerd
I never get off the pc
And am never on the phone

But
On Myspace
I am a hot chick

On Myspace
I am a smart sexy girl
I rule the world
On myspace

Guys want me
Girls hate me
Only me myself and I
Know who it is

The nerd
The fattie
The pc addict

Dardh me hum muskura jate hai
beete lamhe hame mujhko yaadh aate hai.
Aaj woh bee jab woh pal mujhko yaad aate hai
Beete sare kushi mujhko yaad aate hai
Zindagi ne humko kyon yahaan chod diya
Mujhko nahi pata
Aaj woh bee jab woh din mujhko yaad aate hai
pichle din hamara mujhko yaad aate hai

Transalation

We have laughed together even during hard times. Those memories still haunt me now. Till know i have cherished those memoirs, those happy days that went are still there in my mind.
Why did life part us, i dont understand. Even know i remember those days, the days we were together.

wow #chochang# thats really sweet what language was it in before?

im-loveli-rli

UNTITLED
swinging from the Willow tree
waiting for my savior
choking on the lies of many
dying for the lie of one
a word, a look
a mischievous laugh of malicious nature
anything...and I will hop down
longing for saving grace
swinging from the Willow tree
waiting for my savior
who never comes

**Okay so its sort of morbid. If anyone has any suggestions for a title let me know...I am stumped at the moment.

I love the new poems..from everybody!!!!!



Boy,don't you dare
Try to hurt me
Try to lie
Try to cheat
All on me

Boy,don't you dare
Kiss up when your wrong
Say I'm wrong when I'm right
Right?

Boy,if you care
I am gone
I am lost
I know what you did


Boy,I don't dare
Try to cheat
Try to lie
Try to hurt you
Unlike you

Now listen up
I will only say this once
That you are gone
I'll make you pay the price
'Cause I am right

Now leave me the heck alone
Just go to that girl's house
I'm sure she will let you live there

This one is a song I wrote,so I will post this at that thread.

I'm not too good at this really..
but i thought i'd have a go and put two on here.
They Both don't have a name really.

"Sudden realisation that it's not as it seems.
The one glimmer of hope, dashed in the rain.
And watching your life fall apart at the seams.
Nothing seem's real as you feel the pain.
But at least i know now what is real...

You made me realise that something was true.
And i never said thankyou for that.
You will never know that my world fell apart around you...
I just thought i might have one more chance...

If you were here now, I'd no longer miss you.
if you come back i'd have just one last chance.
You made me realise that one thing was true.
If you come back i'd thankyou for that.
You taught me this simple thing... Just one.
That you never know what you got till its gone..."

and then this one..

"My fear is forgetting you and all you did for me.
When everyone else gave up, only you seemed to see.
The real me.

You were always there, beside me each day.
No-one thought we could loose you this way.

I sometimes run and knock on your door.
Hoping that you would be there like before.
but you never opened,you weren't there and you never will be.
Because your gone... into a seperate world from me.

I don't want to wake up one day,
and think of you as 'so yesterday'
I am alone with the words you said.
Every last memorable one, racing through my head.

The world does seem like such a cruel place.
when i can no longer talk to you face to face.

Your gone, and i know your not coming back, and i am without you for now.
yet I can accept this somehow.
Becasue i think of you, not wanting to see a single tear or a frown.
I look up to the clouds and hope you are looking down.

And i whisper three words to you.
Just three, up to the clouds for you.. from me.
"I miss you." i say.
and i know i'll think of you each and every day."

I dunno how theese will go down..
so umm.. what do you think of them?

Somehow this went from random thoughts to.... whatever it is . Love to all the poem witers, we've really swelled



I'm wisdom hidden in a young body
I am introspective philosphy that is unspoken
I am imagination cloaked by a closed mind
In my shield is a misunderstood token

I only walk in the dirt
but my steps are guided
Lord let me fly or give me death
but allow to say the words i would utter with my last breath

My sisters and my brothers
We need to have unity
As goverements colors are clashing
As religions commit crimes with impunity

I'm not the only voice of unity
Others can join their voices in
Let me repeat Bob marley
To give you some of his words against any divisional sin

One Love! What about the one heart?
One Heart!
What about?
Let's get together and feel all right

But he aint the only voice
Let's give it to Jerzee Monet
Listen to her y'all, she may not ryhme
Bust still hear what she has to say

You know what you see on the block
Kids play hearing gunshots
Never phased by the crimes that they witness
Come with me and see how we got this way

Young momma right there
dont be cussing at your kids right there
Put the right foundation right there
So they can be most high

Write your poems
Make your march and stand tall
SIng the songs we need
But raise your voices y'all

well i guess my poems sad. i cry about the subject anyways so idk if you'll feel the same. so just warning you if you currently don't feel like crying. or if you have a disease where your tears are acid (saw it on oprah) but this makes my friends and fam cry.
i entered it into the american cancer society. they may use it.


dear james, (this was your favorite colour)

take my hand, we'll claim the universe
defy gravity, and leap the sea.
hold my hand and keep it there forever
so i know when i turn there you'll be.

your the spark of my life, the energy that i feed
no matter how much i'm with you,
theres always more that i need

i can still remember those days in the fields,
glowing sun on my skin -- felt so real.
but when you slowly grabbed my hand; told me to stay calm
i listened but didn't hear and i squeazed your palm.

cancer. isn't it a cute word?
but i couldn't believe it was so obsurd.
you were joking weren't you? haha i'm not laughing
we stood there in each others eyes. it was so baffleing.
you were serious but we forgot that statement
like you didn't say anything. and we locked it in the basement.

But that monster leaked through the doors,
and upstairs to suffocate you to the floor.
for cancer doesn't like to be quiet
its a shame it snuck upon you
then worse for worst
it started to riot.



closure . been trying for it for a year

lets find a cure.

I started crying when I read yours.It is the sweetest,sadest thing I have ever read.I lost a close friend from cancer a week ago.I am sffering again...I am sorry.This is one I wrote for Allissa(the friend).We were fighting when she died.I never got to say goodbye...

Broken Smile

I remember you
Just the way you used to
Look and smile
All worthwhile
Until that day

You looked at me
I looked down
We never thought
This painful thought
Would creep all over you

I remember you
The pain in the voice
Telling me your through

We never stopped
The stupid fight
And now I am alone

I miss you
The way you looked
The way you smile
All worthwhile
Until that day

It creeped all over you
Just the way
Shadows do

I miss you
The way I do
Is painful as
Your struggle

I miss you
I will miss your smile
All worthwhile

I miss you

Writer’s Block

She opened her journal and picked up her pen.

Her mind went blank.

Just moments before her head swarmed with ideas.

Gone all gone.

People say she’s a good writer.

She disagrees.

A good writer knows what to write.

That was not her.

As her self-confidense lowers, she sets per to paper.

The ideas flow.

When finished, she reflects on what she wrote.

She reads it aloud.

“She opened her journal and picked up her pen.

Her mind went blank…”



Ashley

I was looking through the old stuff I've written and came across this:

the last time

“help me from this cell,” you said
“wake me from this bed so i
don’t have to run from this again
let’s not get caught running over
on the street with something closer
to out heart next to the white van”

you never should’ve done it
when you could’ve waited for
the chance to get it on your own time

it was a want just not a need
for the thing you wanted, see
why i have to tell you this
i don’t think it’s something that you’ll miss
wait until the time has come
until you can find what some
other people do when they are mislead
(by their own actions)

i’ll need help doing this
but i don’t see why you have to
drag me into this mess
it’s your time to go on your own
and get through it without a loan
from me out of my earnings

this time you’ve done something bad
something wrong that can’t be solved
i told you before, use your own head
it’s only a day till you’re out of the mud
made of utter lies held under your belt

why should i do this
help you through this other crisis
i gave you chances and chances
time to make up for you rising advances
once more, i tell you
it’s the last time

*written January 24+25, 2007 8:01 PM
And here's another little thing I've written:

It’s sad to say that the last song is here
My heart for music has become a ghost
That lingers around

Everything I’ve said seems to be far away
I know it was me and what I believed
But sometimes I wish it would come back

No more singing, no more playing
That’s all that’s left
Nothing’s worthwhile

That song was the best
But I guess with my words
It went away with the rest

It’s the last one I’ll write in a long time
I don’t want to forget it

6/14/07
*hold my breath steady now…*

Remember

I remember
The old days
When there was no math
Just you and I
Nothing in the way way

I remember
The good days
When there was no fight
Just good times
Nothing making us mad

I remember
The sad days
When our pain poured into each other
Just depressed
Nothing soothed us

I remember
When we said we were though
Just no me and you
Nothing happy again

I remember
When we realized that we were meant to be
Just together forever
Nothing stood in our way



I would like feedback on this poem and my last on...Broken Smile....

Good wirting guys, been along time since i wrote on here, dont make too much fun

Passion

I am the one that influences wars
I am the one that causes kids
I am the one that causes people to drink
I am the one that influences fanatics bids

I am the reason people die
Yet i am the reason life is created
I make people turn to ther bottle
But i make people think there dreams are'nt overrated

I cause good
I cause evil
So which am i?
Solving the question will give you a upheavel

This is a poem I made for my new teacher Mrs. McPhee and gave to her.


The Special Teacher


There is a teacher a very special one.
And, me, a student who loves her a ton.

She is new here, teaching at the school.
I never found someone I thought was so cool.

The teacher was not strict but seemed so nice.
She never got way mad or was as mean as ice.

Whenever I see her I am filled with peace.
And friend like love that would never cease.

I want always to be around her.
Anywhere, anyday, anytime for sure.

I love her so much that I could live with her 24/7.
If not able to see her, my heart would fall like the twin towers on 9/11.

There's no other teacher like her at all.
Even in this world which is oh so small.

Just seeing her, joy fills my heart.
Never wanting to leave her or be apart.

I wish I could stay, and stick to her like glue.
And go with her wherever she needs to.

She's the best teacher there could ever be.
This special teacher is the one and only, Mrs. McPhee.