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 Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 10:38 pm
This is going to be the spot for everyone to post their poetry. I, myself, write poetry and plan on posting some. Some may be depressing....so heads up. If anyone else would like to post any feel free. mrgreen
Edit: Also some of my poems are not in the correct "poem format" or whatever. They are just rough drafts of them.
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 8:41 pm
Rising
I thought I quit
I thought I was done
Just one more time
So I can rise to the sun
The feeling I get
When the minute turns two
My mind is hit
Man I missed you
I must quit soon
I must quit now
But when I hear that tune
I think how, oh, how
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 8:42 pm
Now You Are Gone
When things got tough
I turned to you
‘Cause like always
You’d get me through
The first cut I made
Just wasn’t enough
‘Cause things were still
Just as rough
I made some more
To ease the desire
And after that
My arm was on fire
The feeling was great
But I needed more
I knew they would soon walk through that door
Quickly, I put you in a new place
But when you became lost
My heart started to race
Now I’m sitting here
With that desire
For you to come back
And put out the fire
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 8:44 pm
Beautiful
Her eyes always sparkle
when she is around
Her smile will bring you
up even if you are down
Her kindness towards everyone
is nothing but great
She’s the kind of person
that no one can hate
She knows the right time
to just have some fun
Don’t look for another person
because there is only one
I’ve always known her personality
to be very upbeat
When you are around her
you have to rise to your feet
Her name is ____ and she’s
a good person to befriend
She’s one of the ones
that you have to keep till the end.
( I didn't want to include the name on here. Also it was for her birthday. It was a nonchalant poem of affection that I made into a friendship poem.)
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 8:45 pm
Grandma
You brought out
The joy in life
But now that you’re gone
I just need that knife
You loved me with
All of your heart
But since you’ve been gone
My world fell apart
I would give up anything
For just one more day
For you to come back
And brighten up my day
You were once my mom
But now you’re not here
I can’t take much more
Or I will start to tear
I will see you soon
Where ever you are
It doesn’t matter if
It’s heaven, the moon, or the stars
When we meet in
This special place
You will never forget
The smile on my face
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 8:46 pm
Cut
Cut when I feel happy
Cut when I feel mad
Cut when i feel calm
Cut when I feel bad
Cut because I want to
Cut for myself
Cut because it helps me
I cut because... It’s just what I do
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 8:47 pm
Addiction
First time I cut
I was new to the blade
I just wanted to see
If my feelings would fade
They days went by
Scars started to appear
Every single day when
I looked in the mirror
Years went by,
the scars started to fade
But more came along
Every day that I picked up that blade
The rush that would come
Became less and less
But as the urge came along
All I could say was yes, oh yes
I tell myself
that I will rise to the top
But every time I try
I can’t seem to stop
It’s been 6 long years
since that first painful time
But the urge doesn’t fail
To ring its beautiful chime
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 9:28 pm
If Only
No words can describe
what is really in my heart
No words can tell
how much you fit the part
No actions can show
what I wish would be
No actions can portray
what you really mean to me
I would hand over the world
just to see your beautiful smile
I would give up on everything
if you would just stay awhile
The more I think about you
the more I continue to fall
The more my mind puts up a fight
the harder I beat on that closed door
I know my deepest wishes will never come true
but that makes me fall faster for no one but you
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Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2011 9:52 am
Frozen me
Your heart is like an ice cube.
Cold and stony as steel.
Your soul is like a desert.
Empty, barren and dry.
Your mind is like a world war.
I never know what's going on.
You loved me,
then bleached my heart
til it was drained of any life.
Sucked my tear ducts out
so that I can cry no more.
So thanks to you,
I've learned to trust more carefully.
To guard my heart
and put up walls
to see who will tear them down.
Because they are the ones that care.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 7:05 pm
The House on Immaculate Street
A man stares into the eyes that reflect in the mirror
walls cemented together with pain and despair glare back
the color of grief is smeared into every little crevice
the sound of freedom cries out from inside these dreadful walls
but he cannot and will attempt to demolish these walls;
and he mustn’t try for the dam of emotions will overflow
Contentment is chiseled into the house made of stone
shingles cover the roof that sits on the house of strength
the foundation of transformation sits on the land of success
tourists flock to this house like seagulls to the dump
only to view and admire the renovation that has come with time
and to forget the sorrowful land that they are striding across
The man conveys the anecdote of this transformation
voices the same portrayal as if it is etched into the back of his hand
next to each tourist is the same question the last person inquired
and behind this question is the answer identical to that of the last
but the guide gives this answer as if it were an everyday routine
but in the hindmost part of his mind he knows it is just an immense lie
As this man continues to stare into the blank view of his eyes
the thought of tourists finding out the truth crosses his mind
but then again the question is always comes down the same path
are they concerned about the structure of this mended house
or are they pleased that it is no longer a blemish to the neighborhood
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 7:48 pm
Wow, those are really good!
I'm not much of a poet myself though xD
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:15 pm
XxDiscoxDinoxX
Wow, those are really good!
I'm not much of a poet myself though xD
I appreciate that. There may be more to come if I feel like posting them. Oh and Music was right with her post about the banner.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:34 pm
Hobo_Hunter_1 XxDiscoxDinoxX
Wow, those are really good!
I'm not much of a poet myself though xD
I appreciate that. There may be more to come if I feel like posting them. Oh and Music was right with her post about the banner.
Well i hope you post theme n.n
And the banner should be done soon
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 7:34 pm
The Dream
They walk down the brick path through the middle of the prairie
the precious flowers of love are all around them
the songs of happiness echoes through their ears
the delicate warmth of passion surrounds them
the breeze brings the scent of bliss through the air
They stop to collect all of the emotions radiating from them
to give each other what they have longed for
to whisper the words of love to one another
to gently hold the soft hands of one another
to gaze into the eyes of their beautiful partner
The man sees the lonely sight of reality through these eyes
feels the loneliness aching in his heart
smells the scent of dying love in need of use
see’s the clamminess of his untouched skin
hears his soul calling out to for that special person
The man cries out asking why he must feel the
numbness
emptiness
aloneness
yearning
But there is no one out there to hear sorrow
no one to make it disappear
no one to give him hope
no one to patch the valleys
no one to take the time
Life will bring that person to him one day and he will
hold onto her
respect her
cater to her
and most of all
love her
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