Your poetry

[Charlotte Tracey]

I figured that some, if not most, people on here write a bit of their own poetry. I thought it would be fun to share some with everyone here. If you do write please post some of your work. If you love it brag about it, if you think it needs work then say so (maybe someone can give you a few tips).

Broken

I am broken
my paint is chipped
my strings are in knots
my dress is torn

The puppeteer is angry
because I can't follow
the commands he is yelling
Why are you so rough with me?

Why break me?
I do what you say
I do as you ask
So why me?

Choose another puppet
Make them do something
for once in their life
And leave me alone

I need to be fixed
I need fresh paint
I need new string
I need a new dress

I don't have time
to heal and be fixed
because you keep me so broken
and play so rough



Let me know what you think?

[Amalie]

Another one of my poems

She hears his voice and she tremble inside.
what has she done what will he do?
Awww but it's okay because soon he will tell
you he loves you.

She wants to jump now, to end this pain,
but he will just make her return again.
Her memories have been stained never to
be clean again.

Oh she can see the shame, those eyes she only
has herself to blame. she wants to hide kill everyone in sight
but she knows she'll never be free again,
so she'll just dream again.

[Amalie]

i wrote this poem in a kind of written war against all those that oppress a human being weather it be a government or a religion, even that one person in your life that seems to have some control over you, it could even be the mass majority's views that are against you being you. but since this comes from more personal experience for me it could be interpreted in a different way.


Stand up to the lies you are being told.
you are in no way connected to this miserable soul\
a soul that screams and cries out loud
and yet a soul that makes no sound.

A voice disconnected from truth and life
a voice without hope that it yet to rise
so scream aloud what you now know
that life is yours and yours alone.

[Emanon]

She Let It Flow

The freshest wound of beautiful size,
In joyous pain she closes her eyes,
The emotion she no longer felt.
Sure it hurt but not so bad,
It felt the same as it always had,
Her heart had started to melt.
She felt hurt betrayed and alone,
For now she would be the only one,
She said she still loved her so.
She cried and cried when she said she would leave,
This was a tale she didn't want to believe,
For how could she let her love go.
She pleaded and begged for her to stay,
Knowing that it would be the only way,
To keep her alive and strong.
Her love cried too,
Because she knew,
That leaving her love would be wrong.
The next day she would have to leave her behind,
She swore her heart forever would bind,
She still didn't want her to go.
So she sat there atop her bed,
Making the call as she had said,
Her blood she just let it flow.
She went to see her love that night,
The ride alone took all her might,
She collapsed and caused great alarms.
"I cannot live without you",
She said "So I choose to,
Die in your arms".

[pnkrckpriincess]

i like it it reminds me of my friend

[Faith Ramsey]

I love this poem, the imagery is awesome :)
Um, here is just a random poem that I wrote like five minutes ago. Reading all of the wonderful ones posted kind of inspired me, I guess...

Short was the time in which I knew you,
Yet your absence is like a neon sign,
The harsh reminder of your fate.
I saw you that day, before everything went so wrong,
You were happy, full of life and strong.
In your white suv you parted,
Going down a street too fast, swerved, hit.
That tree bears your scars,
We do too.
It wasn't real until the pictures...
I was wrapped numbly in denial,
Then thrust into the grief you brought.
We came together, mourned your loss,
A candle lit vigil,
Words spoken, memories shared,
I got to know you then.
You were amazing.

Let me know what you think, please :)

[Emanon]

I enjoyed the ending, "We came together, mourned your loss, A candle lit vigil, Words spoken, memories shared, I got to know you then. You were amazing." It shows how no one really appreciates or knows someone until they are no longer there. In a way it symbolizes that one cannot know love until they have experienced loss.

[Rodger Myers]

Mother
Strife and pain
Keeping still
Childhood memories flooding back
Tingling night sweat
Voices
Just echos of the past
Tearstaind pillows
Enveloping into the night
Fear
She left without a trace
24 now
She came back
The one that gave birth to me
Heart warming
A new friendship begins
Its about time

Shadows of Pain
The sun is setting
Darkness grows softer
Adding my tension
My insides wispering to be ripped out
Laughter has faded to nothing
Tears cold against my cheeks
Pain flashes memories
Of heartache and smiles
Plastering my insides with false hope
Cackling like a mad man
Trapped inside my own head
Careening down the hole
Head first into my soul
Black and red is all I see
Burning flesh is all I smell
Heart going numb
Senses failing
Crying out in agony
My skin crawls in the memory of your smile
How often can my heart die
Die until it hurts no more
Collapsing into myself
With no one around
I cry myself to sleep

A Bloody Farewell
Every dream comes reality
Realities bend so conveniently
Conveniently am I to be forgotten
Taking refuge under your own skin
Forgetting I am here
Never allowing me a chance
Fading into sorrow
Etching into the night in tears
Leaving traces of inner sorrows
Hollows of beings
Being still as you leave
Head swarming in maggot infessted memories
Curssing and spitting venomous lies you told me
Your touch still burns inside me
Falsely you appologize
Ripping more stitches that were healing out
Heart darkening with blood as you strecth it with lies
Vehemotly begging you to stop
Fading away as I try not to feal
Forgetting what we were
Cauterizing my wounds
Stapling my heart
Retreating back into the night

Lonely Guardian
Unsheltered and unclear

Having settled with just a smile

Not wanting it

Not needing it

Jealousy

It enflaired like a snair

Cutting my flesh

Inducing fealings unknown to me

Dropping your hand

Why cant you realize whats best

Sometimes, its been right in front of you

Sharing your smiles

Catching your tears

Are you there

Cuz im still here

Taking the "role"

Helping heal

Mending the mind

Only to be forgotten

Wishing I havent a heart

The fealings still fresh

Cutting the insides

Like a fang peircing

Sending venom

Only to spread

Like wildfire

Screaming to let it snuff me out

I should say goodbye

Yet my heart is too strong

My will to help is too deep

Deeper than your understanding still

Wishing I could laugh

Taking the pain away

Alone I lay here

Caressing your mind as I listen

Fortelling a dream never to awaken

Alone allways

But allways there

For you, and many others

A counselor, mentor, healer

Never to love

Never to live fully

Just a working shell

Offering protection and help to others

A guardian with wings


Darkened Wings of Flight
Screaming and deceiving

Crying out to no one

Yet reaching out to anyone

Falsifying reality

As I reach for your hand

Chasing after a fading memory

Losing hope as I tell the story

Creating false life in this lonely heart

Yelling "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!"

What is wrong with this life

Being dealt a bad hand

No luck in these eyes to behold

Varying against all odds

Burning, scratching, etching painful memories in this mind and heart

Loving still as my heart goes numb

Losing all hope

Praying for an end

Zealously screaming for whats beyond these four walls

Intensifying my will to bleed

Creating a passage through these watery eyes

Helpless as I lay here without reality

Begging the one to take the knife out

Pulling, pushing

The blade breaks free

Inducing a coma to the lungs

Breaking what was left

Blackening the dullness humans call my heart

Seething in rage in the mind

Losing hope and falling to my knees

Keeping the blood flowing

Faking a smile as I pass you by

Ripping out my insides as you looked into my eyes

Butterflies with razorblade wings soaked and infested with lemony sweat

Crying out in agony

Agonizing over what I lost

Losing you, and losing reality

Caving into my own mind

Mindful shatterings

Crazed mumblings

Foretelling more suffering

Suffocating in viscious smiling

Underestimating beauty

Beautifly deceiving me

Baffling my intellect and strangling my spirit

Pain screaming out my shoulders and back

Blood searing heatedly down my legs

A feather spiraling out of no where

A blade shoots to my gut

Two black and white wings dripping in blood shoots forth

Blocking another viscious attack

Hazily looking through glazed eyes

Realizing their mine

Fighting for air

Standing up for life of others dear to me

I take flight, earning my wings

Safety comes

Sun setting

I lay near ones that care

Revealing a home of emotions

Tears lain in dormant come out and play

Wrapping my wings around us

Watching the sun go down


Silence
Do you hear it?
Can you feal it?
Nothing....
The air is dead
silent as love
it creaps up
only to shatter lives
or create something beautiful
take a chance
keep silent
listen
feal
your heart is speaking
yet your too loud
be still
yet alone
no ones around
take your mask off
reveal yourself
its you that you see
keep quiet
pay attention
water
dripping
heart
beating
bird
singing
love
dancing
yet im alone
but i still love
have love
im listening
hearing
seeing
finally i understand
take care lovers
just take your time with others
never wast your love again
keep it till you need it
but love as you breath
taking in breath-taking views
as you look into the eyes of the one you love
I will be ok
your all in my heart
praying for you
keeping your smiles burned in my mind
looking forward to the next sunrise
breathing in the cool air
refreshing me
cooling me
fueling me
Good night, and until the moon drops
and the sun rises
good morning
and listen
silence...

Fear and Suffocating in this World
Do you ever get the fealing that death is around you?
Do you ever feal like the world is caving in?
Have you had the chance to save yourself?
Have you the balls to stand up for what you believe in?
Take time to breath.
Take time to understand.
For this world is in shambles.
For all you know is whats around you.
Do you even care?
Do you even notice when i fall?
Have you an open heart to help me?
Have you the decency to tell me im loved?
---Or you---
Take your time in revealing those things?
Take the time and feal for once!!!
For i am hurting inside.
For all of this, i am crying out...
Do you hear me?
Do you feel the pain?
Have you no heart?
Have you the time for me.
---I am ever changing
---I am forever trying
---I am always fealing
---Always seeing
---The pain wont end
---The pain is just too real
---Depression is an art
---It shapes, and molds our life
---Taking the form of our forgotten self
---Basking in our sea of sorrow
---Revealing the shattered pieces of our hearts
---I know now that mine is healed
---Yet i still know that true friends are not near
---I need to know...
---Are you a true friend?

[Emanon]

Empty Walls

I didn't want to sleep that night,
They told me I was crazy.
I didn't like the walls so light,
They made my vision hazy.
The monsters whisper in my dreams,
To draw upon my walls.
They do not listen to my screams,
Ignoring all my calls.
I began to paint my stories,
With a lovely shade of red.
Growing fainter without worries,
No longer filled with dread.
The walls they weren't so empty now,
The padding stained forever.
I knew the doctors would wonder how,
But would not fit together.
With each voice I drew a face,
To prove that they were there.
The other patients in this place,
Would know which one went where.
The walls were thicker than my pillow,
My jacket kept me warm.
I lay down under Bloody Willow,
Sheltered from the storm.
The monsters then sang me to sleep,
And whispered to my ear.
Making a promise they would keep,
And nothing left to fear.
They came into my room next morn,
And knew they should have run.
They found me with my jacket torn,
And knew what they had done.
They took my picture under tree,
My body cold and dry.
Monsters laying next to me,
And eyes that could not cry.

[Emanon]

Behind The Fallen Lines

I stand behind the lines of fate,
A war beyond all wars.
My choices made a little too late,
Had closed all open doors.
The angels carry flaming swords,
The demons their deceit.
An exchange of secret words,
That they cannot repeat.
They battle for the human race,
To darkness or for light.
For those of us who have no place,
Within the stars at night.
And through the battle we will die,
Our numbers growing thin.
With each death we wonder why,
And which side's going to win.
They forgotten who the fight was for,
When all but one had died.
Then angels remembered why the war,
While demons laughed inside.
In this fight we had no choice,
To which our fate would be.
A vote in which we had no voice,
Now all is dead
But Me.

[Nate Atwell]

I feel odd posting the following poem, my style is so different, i really enjoy how litteral and how straight from the heart some of you can write, for me... well i geuss you'll see in a momment won't you?
before i write the poem just want to tell a few people that i like what they wrote,
So Rodger Myers and Emanon, Good job,
the first poem is

Love like Spring Roses

Her form like tapestry, decorates and adorns
As temporal flowers in valley, or sun in bruised sky
Eclipsing the sorrows, conspiring to rise…
How brief she projected?
How long ’til spring flowers die?
She gazed up to greet and
With a blink, we turned saying goodbye

The next poem is a little post modern



The fires yes, are deep, burning what they touch, and the mind.
The tongue of the flames caresses to a level nuclear; pervading there out into every open and
Closed orifice without dissuasion. “Hi five….may I e-mail you?”
1/19/07 6AM Message from a lover: “you brighten my day”
As I walked, various stimuli; the blossoming, wind blowing
Those thoughts of you titillate my core’s foundation, flow into each concern, wishing to glimpse you and holding no concern for other tasks.
1/19/07 10:23 AM Message from a lover: “I am having a hard day, may I cry on your shoulder?”
1/19/07 10:24 AM Reply to a lover: “yes…it will be okay…it will be okay (because I love you)
“Do you remember the dead man? Do you still cry for him? He has reached beyond death to give you this note, I have not read it because I want you to know that Regardless of what it says know I love you.”
11/15/07 3PM Message from a former lover: -sign off-
11/16/07Message from a female- friend: “I was hoping that it would go better than that, realize that she is NOTHING. YOU are worth far more than She ever could be.”
7/13/08Reply to Female friend: “The hot rain has returned to my face again, spreading downward from my eyes the heat from that rain scolds my chest”
Lo and behold, lo and behold, that with every step I take in this wilderness of steel and stone I am the fire burning as bright as those blue eyes, but look closer and they are by no means as deep as the seas which they resemble. I feel empty now, and it is good not to be filled with so much hate.

[Nate Atwell]

So
what do you guys think?

[Emanon]

I liked it. Full of passion and the desire to love and have your love returned. It's always comforting knowing that you have a friend there for you.