Welcome to Gaia! ::

Sit down, relax and enjoy the poetic ramblings of fellow shrine-mates in my comfortable little hole I've created for you. Sip a coffee and open your mind. Normal isn't an option.

This place is for those who are confident enough to get up in front of everyone and show off their work.
Here you can post, read, discuss and enjoy all forms of poetry. You can also ask for help with writing styles or techniques. Anyone is welcome to give input and aid others.

I may have contests at sometime if enough people are willing to enter.

I must admit. I do not consider myself to be an accomplished poet but I do, however enjoy my work and hope that others do as well. You do not need to be a professional in order to write. Nobody becomes a professional instantly. It takes work and you have to start somewhere. Everybody is accepted here. mrgreen

RULES:
I would like that anyone who writes a poem recieves the aid of others in a kind manner. They are, after all, taking time out of their lives to perfect your skill. At the same time I don't want any flaming, or insulting in any manner. All swearing must be part of the poetry and none shall be accepted otherwise. Even then the swearing must be in good taste and not simply a string of profanities. Other than that the only rules are the basic guidelines of Gaia. Writing is not restricted.

P.S. This is as organised as I get. 3nodding

Let's start off with an old favourite of mine.

A Million

A million times
I could be told,
A million lies
You'd be so bold.
A million truths
I wouldn't trust.
A million loves
For you I'd lust.
A million deaths
Each in your name.
A million hearts
Are yours to tame.

I really enjoy the idea behind this poem and feel that I can, unfortunately, relate to it. The ability to relate to a poem is usually what catches me. mrgreen

I wrote this poem a little more than a month ago. It's one of my favorites at the moment. It's symbolic of different temptations in life.

Quicksand

Thunder rumbles
Hidden in the clouds
Lightening flashes
Across the sky
In this wasteland
Where I stand
Sinking in quicksand
[whispers of jibberish]

Food starring
Down from the clouds
Bones pertruding
Out of my skin
Elegant hunger
Robbing, unlocking sanity
Keys of chains
[whispers of jibberish]

Demons rally
Tridents poised
Waiting to pierce
Through my body
Saying I am evil
I must die
Pushing me
[whispers of jibberish]

Bottles surround me
Trapped in a circle
Liquor calling my name
My body wretches
Uncontrollably
As roaches crawl on me
Reaching out my hand
[whispers of jibberish]

Needles pinch
Pressing into my skin
Substance pushed
Into my veins
Writhing like a worm
On a hook
Longing for more
[whispers of jibberish]

What demon lays
Inside of you
Prying into your mind
Pushing you
To give in to sin
Rocking on a dangerous boat
Craving the unknown
[whispers of jibberish]

Soft hands
Brushing my skin
Caressing my body
Pressed to his
Kisses, touching
Just not enough
Crossing the line
[whispers of jibberish]

Sharp blades
Causing blood to flow
From straight cuts
Along my upper arm
Must feel pain
To wash guilt
Doubt away
[whispers of jibberish]

Boiling rage
Inside my chest
Waiting to burst
Slamming my fist
Into the wall
Pushing people
Hard to the ground
[whispers of jibberish]

Voices taunting
Images approaching
None really there
Reality's line blurring
Leaving illusion
Wanting to forget
What's really here
[whispers of jibberish]

Demons inside
Everyone's body
Waiting to push us
To the wasteland of sin
Wanting to watch us
Drown in the
Quicksand of
[whispers of jibberish]

I am the living and the dead.
I wonder what goes on inside your head.
I hear the cries of the forgotten.
I see your lies; you deserve what you've gotten.
I want to rest, lie in my eternal bed.
I am the living and the dead.
I pretend to care about all you are.
I feel no love, can't take me far.
I touch your soul and feel the cold.
I worry that in your hands, my life you hold.
I cry for those who receive pain in my stead.
I am the living and the dead.
I understand my world will soon be done.
I say, "Why care about anyone?"
I dream of days that'll never be.
I try to hide, my true self you'll never see.
I hope to forget all you've said.
I am the living and the dead.

When Night Falls On Me

I crawl into bed
Look at my teddy bear
Decide if I need him to hold
Or if I can survive the night alone.

I lay down and close my eyes
Begin a story in my head
Perhaps one of long ago or maybe modern day
Whatever the plot, they are usually all the same.

I start with me then add another
Sometimes there is more than one
But I cannot spot the dove
So that I can weave a story of love.

I create these stories
Where loves always are together
To try to believe
That maybe one day someone can love me.

I hold onto these illusions
To survive through the night without crying
To hope I'm not incapable of loving someone
But what happens when the story is done.

I find myself alone in the dark
Surrounded by nothing
And I may cry or may force myself to seem ok
To try and make until it is day.

I think so often of death
Wondering if I should end it
Whether it's all a lie or if people really care
It's like I've chosen the option of a dare.

I'll close my eyes
Hope for dreams, and for those I love
Wish they are happy and safe, unlike what you see
When the night falls on me.

After nearly a three week poetry draught I wrote this today. Not incredible but I'm glad I wrote something. I actually switched around the second and third verses as well.


The Man

Nothing is sadder,
Than the sad man,
With a painted face,
Who almost broke a heart,
But only smashed his own.

Nothing is gladder,
Than the glad man,
In knowing his place.
Who decides to depart,
But only becomes alone.

Nothing is badder,
Than the bad man,
Running his own race,
Who had made a good start,
But only forgot his home.

I wrote this a few minutes ago. I wanted to write something about dancing with a devil and an "angel" like person, so that what this is the result of.

Dance

It is night
With just a sliver
Of moon shining down
And I stand,
A lithe figure,
In a meadow.

Silence
Is broken by music
A haunting melody
Igniting a circle of flames,
Around me,
Holding me in.

Clothed in white
I close my eyes
And being to dance
I feel a hand grasp mine
Another on the small of my back
Pulling me close to a warm body.

Not caring
Who is my partner
I just dance not unnerved
When the flames seem to engulf my body
Or when a warm, thick substance
Begins to fall over me.

My eyes open
Starring into a face of darkness
Though he smiles so broadly
His evil aura is presence
Though he is physically in disguise
But I know who is he.

Blood rains down
Staining me
And I dance with the devil
The one inside my head
The one inside my heart
Letting temptation rome free.

All stops suddenly
The rain and flames cease
The Devil of me backing away
I find myself clean
And feathers fall from the sky
As a gentle halo of light surrounds me.

Soft music
Gentle violin leading the way
A new dance begins
My partner a dream
The one inside my mind
The one of finding true love
So I let him take me.

This dance
Never ends as my partners
And music often change
I never stop moving
I can't stop dreaming
For I need to believe in something.

Forever
This dance will continue
In my world
Until dreams end
And I'm left with one decision
Left to make.

To follow the path
Where true love lies in sleep
Waiting for me,
Or turn around
And let the demon inside
Consume all I have to give.