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Oh I like that last one that Swiftblade put out. Something I have often thought and felt myself.There is a poem that I want to share to, that I didn’t write…kind of stinks cause I really like it.

The beginning of my realization
That there has to be something more
I gaze over the crumbling breakwall
And past the gray sandy shore.
Moments of understanding
Take place at the oddest of sites.
Seeing the beacon across the lake
Has given me my own figurative light.
Strolling down towards the beach,
The strong odor of rotting fish strengthens.
The distance between the water and me
And you and me is infinitely lengthened.
Approaching the coast made up of rocks,
I step on quite a few flimsy shells.
For some reason content to wreck these homes
As has already happened to myself.
The soft lapping of the murky water
Against my dirty unwashed feet,
The setting of the sun in the west
A horizon where endless lake and sky, meet.
It's quite comforting to be alone,
Although that's how I'm meant to live.
Loneliness, forever, my only companion,
It accompanies me as the day grows dim.
Long minutes turn into short hours.
I stare at the lake with no recognition.
The beauty and calm waves have willfully
Drawn me into a silent submission.
I remember when I used to dream
About bringing you here, this lovely place,
Somehow it was more beautiful in my mind
As was the charm and love in your face.
The shining moonlight on the waves
Reminds me of your sparkling eyes.
And the crushing and pulling undertow
Reminds me of your lies.
But I should've known better than to go
Without a lifejacket into unknown waters.
But with me dragging you beneath the waves
I thought that you would've forgotten her.
Perhaps I should float into the abyss
Forget all for which I have fought?
This last heartbreak was murderous
And has left my heart sorely wrought.
I can't deny the pain and pleasure
That I felt from your careless touch,
And it's hard to get out of the warm water
That seems to want someone so much.
But swimming out too far, I know
That I was only asking for trouble,
And by the time I looked back for the shore,
The distance had seemingly doubled.
You drew me out farther than I could go;
I was never a very good swimmer.
By the time I finished the race to the beach,
She was already declared the winner.
Drawn out of my hypnotic trance,
By the sun rising from your direction.
I realize that I have been sitting there
For much longer than my intention.
Cars pull into the parking lot behind me,
Families and friends enjoy the view.
I only wish that you were here
So that you could hate it too.
It means another day of questioning
Whether anything is worth it.
Hoping there is something out there
And on an endless search for it.
Though I will ceaselessy long
For the love you you provided,
I cannot let my human desires
Cause my heart to be divided.
Turning away from the blue-green water,
I see lovers walking hand in hand.
Remembering old fantasies of us,
Wishing you were with me in the sand.
Arguing with my heart is my mind,
My soul, the silent referee.
Led astray by delusions before,
My mind knows better than to agree.
I raise myself from the worn sand,
Refusing to bring on my own demise.
I can't let myself waste away forever,
On the in or the outside.
Your magnetic personality
Was unquestionably hypnotic.
All the time we spent together
Was irresistably erotic.
But your polarity is different,
And now you're pushing me away.
You've changed yourself to hate me,
Conforming to her without delay.
I throw one last glance at the beach
That I wanted to share with you.
And now I know that I'm the only one of us
That will endure that cursed view.

i m sooo sorry i havent posted anything yet!
i m not a writer, but i really want to become one. i have written a few things... but not much cause i dont know how and all so here is a little something i wrote....


And next we headed towards History of Magic, if there is one calss i cannot stand it is History of Magic. Sure, once in a while there will be something interesting ot learn about, like the witches burnings, now that was almost fun, but the res.... Please save me! Why would anyone care about a globin who got stuck as a wizard's pet, which caused a rebellion, seriously!
As always it was a boring class, I feel asleep three times! I hate waking up during class with drool coing out of my mouse and my glasses all lop-sided!


it was for a harry potter role play thingy... never got to finsih it, please tell me what u think and if i should totaly drop the writting thing now whil its not too late or not!!!!!
thankyou!!!!!!! whee

A friend of mine who seems to believe she has no talent for writing poetry, silly girl cause I really liked it...MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone!

That's a very sad poem. But it's good to get that kind of thing out of your system, eh?
Anyways, how was everyone's new years and whatnot? It's now the big '05! blaugh

Captain Poppy:
That's pretty good, but alittle confusing (of course, that could also be my teeny mind, lol) Did the lady kill someone or did someone kill her? I like the rhyme scheme- that's a hard one to do, but very very good!
I like it! biggrin

No problem, I enjoyed reading it! And victim might work well also, but the duality could also work. Who knows? Each to his own, right?
But I do admire your effort in the rhyme scheme- I'm a freeverse person myself, lol blaugh

LOL, I just don't find that my poems that rhyme have the same pizazz as the ones that don't- it sounds like I tried too hard, it has no natural flow to it. My freeverse ones sound more sincere and real- not necessarily easier, just less forced. But I do admire people who can write rhymes well...I'm jealous, LOL blaugh