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 Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 9:29 am
I figured this guild needed some more topics...so have any poems you would like to share? put em here!
Blessed
I have been blessed.
Not with money,
Not with riches beyond imagination.
Not with possessions,
Not with popularity.
Not with luck,
Not with chances.
I have been blessed,
With a wonderful father,
A wonderful mother,
A annoying,
Yet sweet sister.
Two cute dogs.
I have been blessed.
With a wonderful person,
You.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 9:32 am
my heart has felt pain,
also love
it has been hurt by many others
has felt sadness
it break into 2
then got ripped to shreds
then a girl came along
her name tori
and she took my heart
and made it whole
then stole it away from me
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 9:38 am
Black X's and B l e e d i n g +[S c a r s]+Poems, eh? I'm not all that good, but here's one:
Do we know where we go
When we go
Do we die
Is this place we call home
Is this the place where we take our last breath
Where we say our good-byes to our loved ones
Do we die and leave the others behind
Will they miss me at all?
Will they care that I’m gone?
When I leave this place I called home
Do we learn to fly?
Can we fly and become free
Free to live our lives with out sorrow
Sorrow shall forever dwell in my deep dark heart
Will I be accepted? [Lonely!] N.i.g.h.t.s and Broken H E A R TS
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 9:40 am
It's okay to be angry and never let go.
It only gets harder the more that you know.
Someday you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend.
As for now, the song will end.
Someday we'll see each other and realize how silly we've been.
We acted so stupid way back then.
When it came to friends, we were the best.
Now it's time to put our friendship to the test.
Soon we'll drift apart from each other.
As for now our bond is tighter than a brothers.
-Inspired by a past best friend/boyfriend.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 9:46 am
This is what my boredom creates... Here's one for ya'll...Yes, I am a redneck, bakwoods, country girl...not a hillbilly though!
Tremors and sighs
wafting gently on the air
Afraid to breathe,
Afraid you'll leave.
I don't want this to be
all my imagination.
Whispered words, muted prayers,
a dream world in reality.
Silent love and tender kisses
My imagination drifts and dances,
The soft light imatating it.
Faint scents of rose,
a hint of musk.
This is so scary.
Please tell me it's real.
Silky skin and strong hands,
Bodies hard and soft twined together.
Infinately dancing, never moving,
My dreams come to life.
Blue eyes staring into mine,
Dark hair matted with sweat.
God, you're so beautiful.
Strong lines of your body,
muted lines of mine.
Sweet kisses dancing across my lips,
Hints of chocolate and sweat touching my tongue.
The gentle restraint of your body
Pressing into mine, holding me down,
whispered prayers mixed with sighs,
I thank God that this is my one, true reality.
It's not that good, but I wrote it for my fiance for his birthday and he loved it, which is all that truly matters to me. ...a jumbled mess of thoughts and words!
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 9:52 am
NIGHT TILL DAWN
The stars shine,
bright and Beautiful.
The full moon casts a bold light upon you.
Is it your true beauty I see?
Or is it the moon falsifying it?
The moon is covered with clouds,
Yet your beauty stays.
Is it outer beauty I see?
Or is it inner?
As you take me in your arms,
Your inner beauty is revealed.
As you say those words,
Your outer beauty is revealed.
We hold each other till the dawn.
The light separates us.
Now we wait till the next night,
When we can be together again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 9:57 am
This is something I wrote for a friend on here. It's on his comments anyway...here you all are enjoy. "The Doves in the night"
The night grew cold and harsh.
Silence swept past the ice.
Whispers of lament and dispair
Locked within two locks of hair
That fall from Selene.
Words past between one another
Forbidden fruit that is for no other.
A love so pure...
A love so insecure
"Hold me softly" did she whisper
"I'll hold you gently" he replied
And underneath the moonlight's glow
Did their love grow
By: D. Marie Melendez aka Toki
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 9:59 am
family gathered round the fire,
sharing in the warmth and blaze.
candles flicker on the table
illuminated with their rays.
children dancing round a tree,
adorned with lights of red and blue-
the colors celebrate the love,
this family's special golden hue.
The dog sleeping peacefully on the carpet
captures perfectly the air
Of life and laughter, tears and joy,
the love this family shares.
color poem about christmas for english i wrote in 6th grade.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 10:00 am
WintersFeary This is something I wrote for a friend on here. It's on his comments anyway...here you all are enjoy. "The Doves in the night"
The night grew cold and harsh.
Silence swept past the ice.
Whispers of lament and dispair
Locked within two locks of hair
That fall from Selene.
Words past between one another
Forbidden fruit that is for no other.
A love so pure...
A love so insecure
"Hold me softly" did she whisper
"I'll hold you gently" he replied
And underneath the moonlight's glow
Did their love grow
By: D. Marie Melendez aka Toki it's awesome!
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 10:09 am
bluegray WintersFeary This is something I wrote for a friend on here. It's on his comments anyway...here you all are enjoy. "The Doves in the night"
The night grew cold and harsh.
Silence swept past the ice.
Whispers of lament and dispair
Locked within two locks of hair
That fall from Selene.
Words past between one another
Forbidden fruit that is for no other.
A love so pure...
A love so insecure
"Hold me softly" did she whisper
"I'll hold you gently" he replied
And underneath the moonlight's glow
Did their love grow
By: D. Marie Melendez aka Toki it's awesome! Thank you
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 10:23 am
Oh man... my poems are so... I dunno but here's one I wrote for my creative writing class last year.
Ever Changing Sand
Stinging, blinding… calming, soothing;
I am the sand.
I shift under pressure.
I am prone to constant change.
You can leave your imprint on me.
Though I will eventually sift away the influence.
I can lead you to calm waters.
I can scorch you with burning heat.
Tread cautiously in my danger zone
for I can be a deadly foe.
Squishing, sinking… smoldering, scalding;
I can be quite the pest.
I may choose to stick to you like glue;
a constant follower in your footsteps
I’ll only shake off when I feel the timing is right.
I’m persistent if anything; it’s never enough to just will me away.
You may say I burn your eyes…
But your soul will be the one to catch fire.
Stinging, blinding… calming, soothing;
I am the sand.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 10:35 am
My Words Are Empty
my words are empty...
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to God my soul to take
If I shall live another day
I shall cry when I wake...
Why am I kept alive
So against my will
Only to feel the pain
Of a million lifetimes
A million suffering souls
Only to miss what I once had....
Why do you not let me die within my sleep
Dreaming a fine dream
One of happiness and Christmas
One of snow and cookies
Why does the sadness prevail...
Why must all thoughts be of pain
Why must I suffer in missing them
Why can I not go forth
Why am I not okay all alone?
Desperately dying to be myself
No one will have me this way
No one as demented and twisted as I...
Is this such a funny joke in your mind?
I fear more as I get older
I have never accomplished anything of importance
Except to feel the pain-- the pain of loss
An exceptional mind destroyed by psychosis
I simply do not see the humour in it all....
Is there no release from this pain
Is there no end to the sadness.........
I want to live damn it!
I want to love damn it!
I want to cry myself into a dream
And never wake from the beauty
To once again know the pain...
Why do you hate me so?
Allow me to die....
I want the pain to go away
I want to be free of the pain
I want to love
I want to live
I do not need this pain
Every moment of everyday day
It is destroying me....
I do not need this pain
I want the pain to go away
I want to love....
I want to live.........
But if the pain does not go away
I want to die...
I do not want to die...
So lonely inside
God
Why?
Take this pain please
Please
I beg of you
Do you want me to die, God?
I think you have a sick sense of humour, God....
You created me to amuse you
You want to watch me die....
But I want to live!
I want to love!
I want to feel....
You win
I want to die....
Because the pain will not go away.....
What did I do to deserve this?
The snow falls gently and quietly...
By: the satanist crow.
comments are welcome..if you wish to see more check my journal
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 10:36 am
Here is one of my most recent. I wrote it after German class a couple of weeks ago:
I entered life with tear-streaked face,
as if I knew what waited there,
knew how I'd get lost in the maze
of friendship, hatred, love and fear.
I entered life with grown-up mind:
experienced and hard to break
as I couldn't spare the time
usual growing up would take.
I entered life with locked-up heart
to keep my love for you away,
for if I felt it from the start
you'd kill me if you didn't stay.
But someone, somewhere lost the key
when preparing me for life.
They sure meant well, but didn't see
I'd be unhappy for their strife.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 10:38 am
Um...original work in a fit of madness? lol
Worthless, Stupid, Chaotic-V.S. aka Patricia
Confusion is my feeling, whenever I'm with you.
I wonder if you understand that quite the way you think you do.
Probably not, I've seen the way you look at me.
Your property. Hah, the suface is all you really see.
I don't think you quite grasp, the creature that I am.
Not even your shallow eyes can see beyond the mask.
Not even I know what totally lies beneath the lies.
I don't think that matters much, I've never really tried.
Why try? Why give it more than a glance,
when not even my parents would give it a chance.
Just faded, unfocused pictures of the past,
that leave me torn inside, unable to grasp
past the pain, the loose ends, the unforgiven deed
done long ago in the age of hate and greed,
and so unto you I give myself wholly
but not really, just what you choose to think of
as the doll that is me flails around, rhyme no longer matters
in this parrapet of sound, and neither do you I must say
just me, the doll, and your shallow eyes lay.
Cold on the ground and just like life this tune takes a turn
though in poems the tune is what you will it to be,
no one else may disern
what you thought it to be, and even though my life
may very well be worthless, stupid, chaotic,
that is my life, and it is worth more to me then
the animal instict you hold dear
survival to pleasure, love to lust,
which one do I want? Which one do I trust...
I could go on forever, that much is true,
but the pain won't dissapear.
I wonder....will you?
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 10:38 am
Haunted
Ghosts, demons, and memories....
Haunt my every breath.
I have tried to bring the dead to life...
But they seem to live within their own death.
The three that meant so much
Stood so strong and true
Watching as I threw them away
A painful memory that I relive every day...
No one will let me revive them...
No one will allow me to resurrect the dead
No one will allow me to purge myself of my sin
No one will accept the love within my heart or the thoughts within my head...
Wailing upon the moor of time
They call to me in the cool night
Disturbing my sleep...
Only there to taunt, never to forget, never to forgive...
Unjustly accusing me of sins I never did commit
Judge, jury, executioner...
My punishment... to miss them forevermore...
My guilt... be my only friend...
My sorrow, regret, loneliness... be my companions...
My cross is heavy, my punishment unfair...
Forever abandoned to this place of torment
My screams echoing forever throughout nothingness...
My life-- forever taunted by my love for them...
Still I love them... still I miss them...
Still I am very sad.
By:the satanist crow
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