Share your poems?

#1
Thought it would be nice to share poems?

Mine are simple, ill post them when i log on my laptop as im using my ipad atm and its annoying for long posts. :mad:
 

decadent88

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#3
@Insane1: Beautiful! I feel every word.

Mine goes below. I've turned this to a song recently. :)

In the arms of shadows, I'm in peace.
Empty walls surround me, as I stare into... vacuum.
From all I know, it's home for sure.
Broken bells on the meadows, dull red in my windows...

Over the noise of raging lives, a blithe crimson,
Into the depth of eternity, I wait.


Astute minds, they come and go, at my next doors.
Bleeding hopes and breeding lies, towards the morning sun.

Agony and pain, living in me like white noise a thousand years.
Soaring high up to the sky, my reasons fade.

Over the noise of raging lives, a blithe crimson,
Into the depth of eternity, I wait.
 

Tiercel

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#4
I found one from a few years back that I haven't posted yet. I don't recall how I felt when I wrote it, but it sounds like I was rather hurt and angry. ::eek::

Were you an illusion,
A past and future lie?
I've fallen to confusion
When I understood my life
Now everything is silence
Muffled in new-fallen snow
My heartstrings have stopped thrumming
My being cannot grow
Stunted by isolation
Frustration does abound!
My spirit flaps its broken wings
My heart beats through its wounds.
You may be lost in the vaults of time,
Though memory serves me well;
I'll carry you into my tomb
And to the depths of Hell.
Though we should meet in Heaven,
My heart should not forget
But should return the scorn
Still burning in coagulate.

Please excuse the lack of punctuation; I just copied it from a text file on the hard drive.

Edit: Apparently I also have the beginning of a poem I was going to write about social anxiety. But it stops after 6 lines, and was last modified on 9/10/2010 at 2:58 AM. :rolleyes:
 
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planemo

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#5
Here I stand alone on the side of weakness,
And on the field of life, without support.
My lonely attempt at play, a show of feebleness,
And with many an opponent, my conquest now a sport.
A physical and mental struggle which I cannot win,
With me being unfit to compete with the rest.
Hopelessly lacking in ability my only sin,
And never gaining victory, despite efforts of my best.
As I stand alone on the side of weakness,
My lack of gifts and talent are easily exposed.
In this competition with foes ever ruthless,
My need for glorious victory is never resolved.
Alone am I, bitter and battled weary with defeat,
The surrender and conquest of this game now replete.
 

super frank

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#6
Just thought I would share these with you guys, in case it brings anyone any kind of confidence or joy. I wrote them both just a couple weeks ago.

NOT A PART OF ME

You arrive like a part of me
Draped in mystery and misery
You miserly pick at the thread
Unaware you're the sweater
You're trying to unravel

Crack me open and feel around
You're lonely here
A monster in my ribcage without company
Burning with desire to find a home
You're not welcome here

Stand trial before your peers
Fear and Doubt and Worry
No eye contact
Just judgment, just and righteous
Swift as the dawn

Before long you'll be gone
Cast out
No looking back
Find another spine to coil 'round
I am stronger than you

Swept away into the dark
The fire finds you
Burns through you
The wind picks at your ashes
Until you are nothing



ANXIETY

The hungry world is waking
And the sun won’t slow it’s pace.
I’m confronted by another fear
Without a face.

Throw open wide the gnarled gates
So that it might stand
Amongst the fallen brethren
Of its tired, pointless race.

I am gladiator and arena.
I am the crowd and I am crazed,
But it’s no more than Lion
Bought by master - slain by slave.




Enjoy.
 

BiWinning

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#7
I know this sucks. But, eh..

Broken Glass

We dance around the tiny shards
Careful not to touch
If we ignore them
Then they do not exist
How did they get here?
What disaster caused this?

But we continue to gambol
Around the shattered pieces
Because if you cannot see it
It is not there.
 

ScaredToBreathe

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#9
I don't consider myself a poet but sometimes I feel I have to write them. Most of my poems don't seem to make any sense though. But I guess that makes them poetic.

Two souls intertwined,
Intercepted,
Blink,
A crystal tear of blood-red splashes down your face
You don't want to let go
But everything you're holding on to
Has already vanished
Remorse splinters through you
As you realize
The world no longer exists
It's just you
Ribbons of ebony spirits twist around you
Choking the life out of your soul
No one
Nothing
You try to let go
But you are bound
By your own mind
Trapped within yourself
There you begin to fade
Until there is nothing left
Only death
Yet the rain will fall
And your eyes will be brought back to life
Only to stare at your own soul, alone in an empty world.
---
Impetuous disbeliefs
of perpetual impossibilities
All in vain
are our dreams mingling with reality
Seeing the blurry luminous reflections
with immense complications that irk the eye
Face reality
and choose simplicity
 
#10
How is this MY fault?
I didn't Know.
Why are you blaming ME?
I don't remember doing anything.
How 'bout i ask You this:
Why didn't YOU communicate?
I just did what was told.
How is this MY fault?
It isn't.



Sorri if my poems sucks. Im new to writing poems. Not much insperation here lately..
 

-lonestar-

Well-known member
#11
A thouthand Lives

I have a spirit that soars

It travels past the meadows

In quiet dismay it evolves

My spirit has no voice and yet it sings

It journeys to the moon

It creates wrinkles in time

To live a thouthand lives

To die a thouthand more

For a thouthand travel books aren't worth

a single trip

a Life

a thouthand more

forever more
 

-lonestar-

Well-known member
#12
Darkness Reigns

A horned devil in the darkness waits

atop the gargoyles lays his gaze

Fear incarnate

He ventures into the heartless

Deep in the Abyss he falls

The laughter of an evil prince

the dying of his bird

In the Darkness he must live
 
#13
Walking on the top

I wrote this back in my junior year of high school (wow 4 years ago now). Nicest one I ever wrote.



I see her walking on the top
And for a moment I have to stop
Just a moment, as not to stare
'cause that is something I won't dare
The chance of being caught in such an act
Is a thought my mind couldn't handle as fact

My words are rare within her presence
As they are around almost all
But with her it's a special case
As I see her walk it makes me ache
Misleading as my smile may be
I know the day we talk is something I'll never see

Some may say I think too much
But it's not how much, but what is thought
I've dug a hole too deep to escape
Although I try, I think it's too late
By the time I get out, she'll be long gone

Leaving me with no more than a memory
As distorted as it may be
Of the girl who
I see walking on the top
 

Dead_on_Arrival

Well-known member
#14
Not mine but it's one that explains me.


My Mask
by ~TomberDansLaPensee

I feel my life is like a mask,
A disguise on what is true.
A simple easy cover up,
For when I'm feeling blue.

For all you know when I smile,
You can read me from inside,
My mask tell's you I'm happy,
When really I want to die,

I let out a laugh, a simple laugh,
You can see I'm not in strife.
Behind my mask, my mind is busy,
I'm lost within my life,

My mind is lost, it's gone away,
Behind I still feel sore,
I am trying to rid of all bad memories,
From way, way, back, before.

So next time, when you see me smile,
Take a look in my eyes.
The pain will still be there I am sure,
Behind my mask of lies.
 

Silatuyok

Well-known member
#15
Here's one I wrote a few years ago; haven't written a poem since:

**********************

You appeared there

before me

Cradled between glass and cloth.

Four feet from the floor I perched

Transfixed

You perched

Transfigured.

Seconds fleet

I cried for what I could not contain

Beyond my skill

Beyond the scope of imagery

Your face

the warmth of some celestial being.

The gold pane lifting to the sky

My pain

cascading from the ceiling

For you were

You seemed, unreachable

Untouchable

A moment

as tenuous as longing.

On my left on your right

Light

A city

as foreign to me as any other

On your left on my right

Dark

A room I said

reminded me of Europe

Europe

where I’ve never been

Europe

where you wanted to take me

But this was only a windy city.
 

Dead_on_Arrival

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#16
This one is mine...


Longing
by ~archy67

I long for the cold hand
of death to finaly take me,
To extinguish the burning
fire of pain within me
To silence the narative
of my voice in my head.

Though the terror that
comes with the thought of my demise
Churns up the pain that lurks
In the deepest recesses of my mind
and thus the circle of my being begins again.

To be, or not to be, that is my question.
 

Dead_on_Arrival

Well-known member
#17
Abused.
by ~archy67

Taken by the hand,
and led away to your secret place,
Pushed to the ground,
I look away from your twisted face.



My clothing torn off,
you hold me down with your weight,
At me you scoff,
My mind is filled with abject hate.



You rip away my dignity,
with the actions you perform,
I'm left broken with no pity,
I need to feel loved and warm.


You leave me to cry,
Tears rolling down my face,
I just want to be left to die,
In this sickly secret place.


You have no remorse,
For hell you put me through,
But then of course,
That would be nothing new.


This was not the first,
Most certainly not the last,
I need to find a way to escape,
I never have in the past.
 

lonely_drummer

Well-known member
#18
What was once my future
Born a thousand times
Has become this creature
Slowly degrades my mind

Sustain my youth
All by loving you
Exposé the tainted truth
While hiding all my roots



Here's lyrics to my favorite song I wrote while being up for 90 hours straight while backpacking

Using my words just to fathom a storm,
I'm a disease of intentions that will never be born,
Illusions of reality orbit my skin
As I wait for yesterday to catch up and win
The night is a drug in which the light is a sin
Concrete puzzles moving my limbs
Singing to myself from this thoughtless brain
Hoping that I can spark something sane

Go through this trouble just to breathe in the air
Them climbing walls will no longer care
Forget my past just to forget the truth
Being one and loving you
The ground can't grip onto my feet
The world is a stage set on repeat
Singing to myself from this thoughtless brain
Hoping that I can spark something sane

Here's a link to this song I recorded in the mountains

Cody Leitenberger - Something Sane Final by Dr. Guzzlegore on SoundCloud - Create, record and share your sounds for free
 

she1slander

Well-known member
#19
I don't consider myself a poet but sometimes I feel I have to write them. Most of my poems don't seem to make any sense though. But I guess that makes them poetic.

Two souls intertwined,
Intercepted,
Blink,
A crystal tear of blood-red splashes down your face
You don't want to let go
But everything you're holding on to
Has already vanished
Remorse splinters through you
As you realize
The world no longer exists
It's just you
Ribbons of ebony spirits twist around you
Choking the life out of your soul
No one
Nothing
You try to let go
But you are bound
By your own mind
Trapped within yourself
There you begin to fade
Until there is nothing left
Only death
Yet the rain will fall
And your eyes will be brought back to life
Only to stare at your own soul, alone in an empty world.
---
Impetuous disbeliefs
of perpetual impossibilities
All in vain
are our dreams mingling with reality
Seeing the blurry luminous reflections
with immense complications that irk the eye
Face reality
and choose simplicity
:eek: Brilliant. Just brilliant. "Ribbons of ebony spirits twist around you" This one just captured me right after reading it. I dunno why but I love it.
 

dyingtolive

Well-known member
#20
reviving this thread... i thought i wanted to start writing again but can never get to it... this one sounds like it was made by an elementary student lol but its better than nothing so here goes:
also looking forward to reading your poems


This is my box
its simple its home
and i persist patiently

This is my boulder
tied to my hands
and i lift persistently

and this is me
waiting and training
so one day im ready

dying to live
im dying to live
but i cannot live

i cannot accept myself
will not accept myself
will not get over it
i cannot escape myself

Home in my box
Boulder in hands
I am trapped inside of me

Here wasting myself
While the world
goes by without me

Lost another day
But I must continue
Lost another year
But I must continue

must pretend
that im not sick
I cannot play this game

must be silent
must not speak
I cannot say this pain

I could be infinity
i could've been infinity
but not like this
but not like this

This is my last chance to save myself
So i must continue
 
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