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 Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 4:58 pm
That Time of Year
It’s that time of year again
When the world appears perfect
Lights glisten with new fallen snow
The breath is suddenly visible
Yet the lonely heart
Becomes invisible
Everyone looks happy
Surrounded by loved ones
Yet the lonely heart
Is left to long for a lovers close embrace
She remembers
What it felt like
To be
Safe and secure
But it is this time
When she yearns to feel
This way again
To be held by a man
Who cares for her
And for whom she cares
She felt bliss once
She had it ripped away
Now she watches
All the smiling faces
She pretends that she is
The girl held by the guy
Now is the hardest time
For her to be alone
She is left to ask
One question of the night
“Will somebody find me?”
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 2:31 pm
Fireyforce That Time of YearNow is the hardest time For her to be alone aliveShe is left to ask One question of the night “Will somebody find me?”
It's nice.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 8:07 pm
eh I don't like to make my poems rhyme, and the word alone was there for a reason. Thanks though xp
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 9:28 pm
Another poem, I just wrote it last night:
Confused Hearts
I lie here at night
Unable to sleep
While the world around me
Continues to turn
My mind travels
To a man who
Is half a world away
I know you said
You just wanted to be friends
But all semester you've been saying things
That make me believe we're something more
I need you to come home
So we can sort this out
So we know where we stand
So my heart won't keep me up at night
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 3:45 pm
Fireyforce eh I don't like to make my poems rhyme, and the word alone was there for a reason. Thanks though xp I'm the same with my poems... I think I will post some next time I have them out.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 12:14 pm
good to know i'm not the only one who doesn't write rhyming poems
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DifferentInYourEyes Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 6:25 pm
I barely write rhyming poems, check mine out
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 1:25 pm
i have been reading every ones poams but i have a quastion do they allway have to be about love ?
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 6:59 am
Ameute Fireyforce That Time of YearNow is the hardest time For her to be alone aliveShe is left to ask One question of the night “Will somebody find me?”
It's nice.What on earth in this poem does "alive" rhyme with?
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 7:02 am
spanxtheweasel i have been reading every ones poams but i have a quastion do they allway have to be about love ? Love's a very strong and complicated emotion, so it's easy to write about. Any images laden with emotion will do. I wrote a poem about a dead bird once. I forget what emotion lay behind it, but it wasn't love.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 5:28 pm
I don't know why there are a lot of poems about love. Personally a lot of my poems are about emotional times that i have gone through. Emotional times meaning love, pain, happyness, loss. The ones I've posted are around both love and pain. I should post a new one at some point.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 7:37 pm
Working Past the Pain
I’m trying to find myself
For so long I tried to be
What everyone wanted
The perfect student
The perfect friend
The perfect daughter
The perfect lover
Then my world crashed around me
I had been emotionally abused
But never knew it
I built a wall around my heart
I hid all emotion
Soon I became cold as steel
Never again would a tear betray me
I thought I had dealt with
My pain by suppressing it
Just tried to forget
By hiding behind my religion
You managed to shake my stone wall
And some emotions leaked through
Apparently I had been mistaken
I rebuilt my shields, but they weren’t nearly as strong
Yet for some reason
You still get through
My barriers don’t work with you
Regardless of what I try
One day I’ll reveal my past
I think you’d understand it best
But first I have to grasp
What I’ve been hiding behind my emotional wall
I cannot just allow
Two years of pain and guilt
To flow from my system
I’ve relied on them for too long
Just hold me tight
And realize what you have accomplished
You started to break through my shields
But I’ll fight you
Be patient with me
We’ve both been through hell and back
But my wounds apparently haven’t closed
Thank you for listening
Thank you for being my friend.
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