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Gypsy's Circle *dances around* My very own personal poetry thread. I've been writing poetry for the past couple of years now. It's a hobby I have. A lot of it is on the depressing and dark side, but that is what you get in this day and age with most teenagers. *shrugs* I rather do like the dark stuff, but that is just my opinion. I write happy stuff ... sort of. It's more of neutral than anything. Poems posted Rainy Day Silent Melody Morning War If Only For A Moment Violation Burned Emotion Mirror Image Forgotten Voice Beautiful Body A New Night Sky Too Heartless To Care Goodbye, My Love Your Annoyance Ti Amore Forced Kindness Remember Regina Dear Death Until The Time Has Come Puppeteer's Strings Goodbye, Dear Friend (writing) Hidden Lies Untitled (writing) Melody of Destruction Wishing and Wanting Tears Just A Disappointment Inevitable Birthday (writing) Unknown Memory 5397/My Saint Last Dawn Colosseo Born to Ireland My World Black Poison No One To Blame But Myself Just Want To know Mystical Art Tranquility In Memory It's Okay Mirage It Never Came Born of Blood Christmas Tale First Waking ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Rainy Day Wishing for a rainy day Let the rain take it all away. Let the rain be my haven. Let all the pain be shaven. Tears aren't enough to free me from this murderous dwell. There's got to be some secret that they won't tell. Chaotic forces roam this dying land. Will anyone ever take a stand? Forces that are pulling me down, I can't stop them, my voice makes no sound. Butcher knife looks so inviting. Believe me, it looks enticing. But I dare not touch it, My death would cause a small fit. I'm not ready to be taken to the Heavens. I will wait for my time, my time in Heaven. Wishing for a rainy day. Let the rain take all of my pain. |
Written for my dear friend, Jordan. Silent Melody Silent tears run down your face Black tears form from eyeliner A soothing voice Aching, crying, needing What can I do to stop this from happening? A hug, an embrace - love? Whatever it may be, please let me help I hurt to see you like this I have never seen you so torn Cut deep within yourself You can only heal yourself No one can help you I weep and add my tears to yours I strum the strings in tune with you We make a crying melody Not caring what we sound like [There's a piece of a puzzle known as life A puzzle we've yet to solve Through your soaring voice We'll find a way to put the pieces together] |
they might be dark, but they are still awesome. some of my poems are like yours. please add more. don't rush. |
Thought of this one morning after lazing in my bed well into the noon. Morning War The sun peaks through the curtains Rays of light shine into your eyes Rolling over, you try to escape But the sun has other plans- He fills your room with his brightness You bring the covers over your head "A-ha! He cannot find me here!" But, alas, he has found you You groan, frustrated You cannot win against him. 'Darn you, sun.' |
Thank you for your comment, Narcissa. :) It is greatly appreciated. |
Written after a night of dancing. If Only For A Moment Searching through a heated crowd I find you and all your glory Anger fills me deep inside But then our eyes meet And the anger is dispersed We've not seen one another for ages Emotions are haywire and don't always speak the truth Step after step, we get closer The music pounds in our ears; that is all we hear We do not hear our friends calling our names Nor the rhythm of our hearts beating The music fades for just a second But a second is all we need I find myself in your arms, melting at your touch You pull me closer and I do not hesitate We dance As the music stops once again Our eyes meet yet again Before we both disappear into the crowd I will remember that dance Forever and always The music buried our hatred and let us be together If only for a moment |
your poems are great. keep them coming. I look forward to the next one. |
*prays she will not get in trouble for this type of poem* Violation Whisper secret nothings Kiss my neck Enchant me Press your body to mine Coax me into eternity Breathe me Never let it end Say it will last forever Promise me Explore my being Our bodies intertwine Caress me Kiss my bloody lips Look into my soul Violate me |
the one thing that i love about your poems is that there is always a message or a story behind them. I know in all poems there is messages and stories butsometimes they aren't as obvious. Well done :D |
Thank you bunches for your comments, Angel8807 and Lee. :D To Lee: I honestly do not see how people can write poems without having obvious messages. What's the fun in reading a riddle?? Here's one of my poems that seems to get the readers frustrated. Burned Emotion Walking slowly Walking softly Eyes adjust to the dark Eyes searching Something drew me here Something is calling for me Someone is waiting in the shadows Someone is reading my soul I can't see who it is, but I can feel them I can't follow their voice, but I know where they are My eyes see the shadows, but can't make them out My heart is poudning like mad, but I know I am calm I can see you so clearly in my mind, but you remain invisible I can feel your hot breath along my neck, but you are not there You smooth voice whispers my name, but you do not speak Your gentle caress embraces me, but I know you're gone I close my eyes and try to find you, but you are hidden from me I call out to you, but only my own voice comes back to me I search for you, for days, months and years, but I've never found you I tried remembering our love, but the emotion was burned too long ago |
i like reading poems without obvious messages its a challenge :D i first thought your poem was about a stalker lol but i am guessing its about how hard it is to find your true love? |
*falls out of her chair for laughing so hard* The latter would be more correct. I don't know exactly what it means - I was reading a betrayal romance story at the moment. :shifty: Take that short sentence however you see fit. |
well the first few verses were describing a stalker to me lol aww well, PAMS |
Lol! I'll have to keep that in mind for the next poems I write. Things to avoid, lol. Just for Lee, for being so kind about my writings. Mirror Image I see you there Staring back at me You look so different from before I wonder if you know you've changed You look like a stranger to me But I somehow still know you You seem to have a slight angelic aura Something that wasn't there before But then I see the evil in your eyes And I know it's truly you Those eyes that chained me in the dark Those eyes that hold my secrets You've changed ove the years I still can't believe it Your strength has multiplied Your heart has been blackened You have no pity for others You laugh at their tears I don't know how you came to be this way I don't know how your heart became so black I don't know when this all happened I doubt I'd change you even if I could Cause everyone needs a dark side I know I need you. |
awwww that is sucha good poem to love the last line smmed it up, and i can see the whole evryone has a dark sideand shes looking at herself in a mirror and stuff right? ifot i will hit myself lol |
Lol, you're right, so don't hit yourself!! |
yay i got it right anywayz PAMS!!!! |
Forgotten Voice Sing me a song Tell me a prayer Speak to me with that voice Speak to me like there's no one listening Speak to me like I am your soul mate Like I am your enchantress My life was a mess until you came along I was on the verge of ending my life But that voice -your voice- helped me live again You took away my tears And held my hand through everything You believed in me when no one else would I had hopes and dreams of being with you But you did not come to be my Prince You came to show me the way through life There's sorrow in my heart But it will not get the best of me You're my Guardian, my Angel, my Demon You've never let harm come to me You only allow what can't be stopped And that I understand I can't think of any possible way to thank you You've saved me so many times I don't know where I'd be if you hadn't found me Take my hand Lead the way Guide me through my darkest days Guide me where I need to be Guide me to your castle in the clouds To your world away from mine |
awwww thats a great poem well done PAMS |
This poem is dedicated to someone I will never forget, nor ever forgive. Beautiful Body Look at me Look at my body Look at the cuts and bruises Things that you gave me I remember each and every one I remember when and why You thought it was all a joke You never saw me cry I'm not ashamed of your branding I wear them proud If I was drunk enough I might even explain them all to a crowd The one over my heart That's the one I show off the most It proves your love for me I cherish it above all others The one on my forearm The one that burns when I write It's a constant reminder of my goals A reminder of my dreams I really should be ashamed The bruises and cuts are countless But if it weren't for your help I wouldn't have such a beautiful body |
wow that was a confusing poem and a very good one at that, i liekd how your reflected some of your injuries to yourself well done! |
It was confusing? o.O It wasn't supposed to be. What made it that? |
i dunno it was like you were talking baout cuts and bruises and then your body is beautiful thats the bit that confused me :D could you explain it? |
It's a poem about abuse, first off. Once you overcome and leave your abuser, you don't shame the bruises and cuts they gave you. In my case, I'm proud of them and because of them all, they made my body beautiful; stronger. Now do you get it? |
A New Night Sky I hear a goose honking. It's voice being carried by the wind. I look outside my window And I see it's flying figure in the distance. My eyes leave the goose And travel to the scenery of the night. Tonight is unlike any other night I have seen in a while. The night sky is not black or blue But pink and purple. The snow clouds have blocked out the moon. And whatever light is given Reflects off of the snow and makes the night brighter than the shadows. I find it peculiar how outside is lighter than the inside But I figure it is only natural that it is The night sky is always different when the moon is missing. A new atmosphere, one might say Has covered the once dark skies. This new atmosphere, it is strange Yet beautiful at the same time. The pink and purple light Reflects off of the snow and into empty houses. I look in my own house. I block out the light from my computer and actually look around. The shadows seem to disappear Afraid of the new light. I smile. Some how it feels like the light is a barrier. A place to keep all inside safe. Now I can sleep better tonight Knowing that the night sky is protecting me. |
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