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 Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 12:13 pm
Yesterday i came across these poems from my "feeling locked up period" and thought to share them here... feel free to comment and post your own poetry, if you have some.
We live in boxes.
I live in a box
-mine got even a window
for dreaming of a better world outside
but it got no door...
We're less than ants in space
The universe is much too big
Locked in a matchbox we dream about the world outside.
Exspectations tell you what to do
Exspectations tell you who to be
They always turn you down.
So burn down all the walls
Lit a fire in the box
Then liberty is yours.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 7:13 pm
Ooh, I like it.
I'd post my poems but at the moment I don't feel like showing people the depressed side on me X__X
Although, I do have one that I don't think is THAT depressing, so I'll post it!
Title=Child
You neglected, ugly child
You weep and cry
Hysteria's your first name
Everything you do drives me insane.
You rebellious, arrogant child
You tease and bite
Inconsiderate's your middle name
I'm tired of you and your stupid fights.
You raging, careless child
You scream and sneak
Foolish is your last name
I have lost all of my nerves.
You silly, odd child
You play and rejoice
My child is your full name
Because no matter what, I always love you.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 7:48 am
This is very touching.Thank you for sharing it with us!
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 4:07 am
This I wrote yesterday, I'm so lovessick at the moment sweatdrop ,
can't get him out of my mind... but I have to let him go somehow...
Crush-ed
When we first met
We put the seeds of love into the earth
Carefully watered the beds
With the first kiss
The little plants began to sprout
Our garden they were supposed to be
Now they’re dead
You crushed them
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 8:05 pm
Very old poem
A quite kind of crazy
that you can not hear
the only problim is it can be found in every ear
it's softer then the whispers
and louder then the screams
and it plays in the background of everybody's dreams
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 8:00 am
Blood.
Beaten
Lossed
Overdosing
Overdosing
Death
Beloved
Broken
Eaten
Ripped
Licked
Opend
Violated
Ending
Damnation
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 8:05 pm
Death
Cold white bone
Fingers caress my cheek
Long black whispers of
Long ages past,
An ancient thing
My mother
Open dark, devouring
Death takes me
In her welcoming, open arms
Encircling me
Entrancing me
Enticing me
An invitation,
I cannot
Decline
I rest my head on
My mother’s lovely dark breast
I drink the wine of death
And then I sleep
Sleep the sleep of the dead
And Death has taken me
My mother
In her loving arms
(this is just something i was playing with is all)
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 1:40 am
chaotic bussiness
blooming in my yard
come and leave the world alone
falling star and rising moon
disasters follow me
fly away i'll see you soon
in anthother time at sea
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 8:46 am
[ haiku ]
Chill sound of black steel
Blood. Water. The red ocean
Quiet at last. Splash.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 9:13 am
splash xd that was me going swimin' xd
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 11:32 pm
As I look around and see
Something looking at me
A 6 ft 6 zombie moanig for something to eat
I make my way
Past him and say
Youll need all of your limbs to catch me
I run real swif
I run real quick
But all I can see is a sea of zombies
f**
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 6:18 pm
“Stairs”
I walk down the stairs
Oh so many stairs
the thought of what’s at the bottom makes the hairs
on the back of my neck stand. they double all my cares
I count all my fears
Oh so many fears
as many as my numerous tears
that run down my wet face. is my fate all ready told by the mystical seers?
glaring at me are the Fates
Oh so many Fates
My lifeline is done. it is this length that they rate
so harshly. they toy with me. throw out and pull in the bait
I continue to walk down the stairs.... of my life.
Oh so many stairs.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 2:04 pm
Death, A Haiku
Thank you sweet maiden,
your ice has purified me.
No chain can bind me now.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 9:11 pm
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