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 Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 11:32 am
Okay just so every one knows the peoms I write aren't happy peoms. But I think my peotry is good. This one isn't my best but I think that it's okay. The other ones I write are much better!
Here is my first one:
As I fall
People lined up.
As I fall
reaching out to help me
What hand to take?
Some hands are too weak.
If I reached for them
They would fall
Along Side me.
Some hands are there to trick me.
They wouldn't help me.
Just there to make
everything hareder
Some are hands of love
I reach for them.
But it's too late.
No one can help me now.
I hit the ground.
My bones are broken.
But I feel nothing,
I'm already dead.
Oaky if you all liked it I can post more later!
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 7:30 am
Okay here's a short peom that just came to my mind.
Death
What is it?
Kill me now.
Why does it take?
Let us die.
How can it steal?
We have already lost.
Can we give in to it?
Death is close.
Why can't it leave?
At the door bekoning.
Where will it go?
Death.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 2:52 pm
Generally speaking, my own personal preferences in poetry aren't so angsty/emo. Don't take that as an insult, though. It's just my own personal tastes. I think they do have potential, but you might want to run through them with a red pen; there are a few corrections that need to be made.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 6:05 am
Baka Gothic Kitsune Generally speaking, my own personal preferences in poetry aren't so angsty/emo. Don't take that as an insult, though. It's just my own personal tastes. I think they do have potential, but you might want to run through them with a red pen; there are a few corrections that need to be made. yeah I tend to write more when I'm in a depressed mood so it's usualy sad but I think that sad peoms are the best! but the second one I wrote online before I put it in my note book so I thought it was kind of a little (I can't think of the word ahhh!)
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 4:34 pm
I said sorry but it didn't work.
I feel as though you're trying to kill me.
I wish that you would just leave me alone.
I know you won't understand so don't try.
you need to go away and leave me at peace.
you need to get over yourself.
you need to try and understand but you don't.
you will never get it so try harder to understand.
The lies that I can't cope with.
The hatred that never dies.
The pain you can't see.
The death we all die is coming soon.
I'm ending it now so just leave.
I'm over this crap walk away.
I'm through with your games.
I'm tired of it the lies, about everything.
It's almost over I can feel it in the air I breathe.
It's a never ending circle will I make it out.
It's too crazy can we kill it.
It's over and I'm walking away why can't you.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 4:36 pm
This is life
The silence could kill but it won't
The pain is more real then if I was stabbed
All hope disapeared no on can help me now.
All I hear is a bunch of lies when really you don't care
If I could let the words flow free I would
If I didn't want to cry I would smile.
But I do want to cry and smiling doesn't seem right.
But what abouts secerets that lie untold.
The words won't come as if they don't fit in the lines
The lack of sleep doesn't help much.
It feels as though the pain has past but I know it will return
Maybe if I knew why I felt like this it would stop.
As if it matters to you how I feel or what I think.
As if it matters that I want to give in and scream.
As if it matters that I want to cry.
As if it matters that if I wasn't already dead I would die.
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