Hello there! So...Here's a collection of Poetry that I have written. If you came here for happy/cheerful poems, this is not the place. Most of my poetry is more on the depressing sad/realistic side. Either way, they are still really well written poems (Psh, all authors think their stuff is good). Anyways, enjoy!
So, there you have it. Those are all of my poems (Or the ones that aren't lost and I'm willing to share). Please, go ahead andbash on my rhyme scheme, use of grammar, spelling, puncuation, vocabulary and sentence structure leave any comments and criticism you may have. Thank you for reading!
Updated 11/26/11
All older poems are after these
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Liquid Sadness (Winner of Haiku Contest VII)
My tears are like raindrops
Weighing me down into a lake
Of fluid depression
Crammed (Winner of Haiku Contest IV)
I am crammed inside
A dark and lonely locker.
Bullies rule the school...
Flowers
Let me turn your tears into roses
Let me turn your scars into daises
Let me turn your frowns into tulips
Let me turn your shed blood into orchids
Don't make me watch the roses fall
Don't make me watch the daises multiply
Don't make me watch the tulips continue
Don't make me watch the orchids spill
Let me make a flower out of your laugh
Let me make a bouquet out of your smile
Let me make a garden out of your beauty
Let me make a field of flowers out of your image
Let me show you your grace
Your beautiful face
Your gorgeous laugh
Your wonderful smile
Your never-ending beauty
Your captivating image
Let me show you yourself
In the form of a flower
Stay With Me
Let your wind blow
Blow through my mind
Let your fire fall
Burn away all the sorrow
Let your light shine
Be my guide
Let your voice call out
My name and it's shame
Let your hand reach out
And pick me up off the ground
Let your mind teach me
All of your wisdom
Let your hand wipe away
The tears in my eyes
Let your rain fall
Cleanse me of my pain
Blow through my mind
Burn away the sorrow
Be my guide
Call my name and all it's shame
Pick me up off the ground
All of your wisdom
The tears in my eyes
Cleanse me of the pain
Stop the wind
Put out the fire
Lead me astray
Forget my name
Kick me when I'm down
Tell me the lies
Provoke all the tears
Add on to the pain
Just stay by me
Evening
Evening is the time for closing
Tying up tasks you still have to finish
Evening is the time to get away
From the burdens of the past day
Evening is the time of day
When all you have to worry about is the present
Evening is the time for memories
Reminiscence and creation
Evening is the time
When the world goes dark and yours lights up
Updated 9/19/11
All older poems are after these
==============================================================
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Edited with the help of [member]safariblade[/member]
The Labyrinth Of Suffering
A maze within itself
A cell to hold you prisoner
Chains for the mind and body
Four walls are all you see
With no direct way out
Made especially for you
Say goodbye to all you knew
Pain is inevitable
Suffering is optional
The Labyrinth Of Suffering
Alt. Version:
The Labyrinth Of Suffering
A maze within itself
The Labyrinth of Suffering
A cell to hold you prisoner
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Chains for the mind and body
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Four walls are all you see
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Has no direct way out
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Made especially for you
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Say goodbye to all you knew
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Pain is inevitable
Suffering is optional
Harmless Lies
I tell myself another harmless lie
Yet it brings a tear to my eye
All I want to do is curl up and cry
And watch the day die
How do you think it must feel?
To feel the cold bristle of steel
As it peels my skin
All I can do is deal
With a pain that is so real
A Haikou about Bullying (Winner of Haiku Contest II)
I can't take the pain
The twisted things you all say
All I ask: Why me?
Poems before 9/19/11
===============================================================
Trust
Deception and lies
Where do you expect to find them?
In the plans of an enemy, intended for you?
In the propaganda of the media makes?
What about right under your nose?
In the least expected place
In a place that you trust
The words of a friend
Why are they there, the deception and lies?
Aren’t your friends trustworthy?
That’s what you thought
And they saw it too
Their malicious other, hidden down deep
Came out right before you
And took advantage of you
They twisted your words
They played on your feelings
They spread blatant lies
And took all you had
The trust that you had, where did it go?
Did you give a second chance, and left your trust there?
Did you storm out the room, and it with you?
No matter what they did, they still had your trust
Maybe not now, but they did once before.
And now you are cautious, and don’t hand out trust.
When people abuse it
You adapt to it too
Rise
Rise from the ground
Like you’re really there
Walking in the crowd
A few will see the risen
And others wish to believe they exist
But to be one who seems them
It’s too hard to deny their presence
Those who do not see
Are not partially empty, are not broken in spirit
But will soon come to the same fate
And see the risen too
Broken in spirit, not complete
See the risen, feel the risen, and take comfort
In the presence of them
The risen were once lost
But come back to visit their past
One last time, before their final departure
The empty and broken do not want them to leave
But the comfort and presence of the risen is limited
Only until the empty are full, the broken are fixed
The risen go back
To the place of their demise
And are carried to where they belong
In the arms of an angel
The Final Moment
The tears of the dead
Are as haunting as ever
When visiting their abandoned domain
The dead were alive, until tragedy struck
And all was forgotten, except for the dead
Their homes are still standing
Their bodies are not
Almost forgotten, except in spirit
So visit their homes
And give company to thee
And have solemn inside
And respect for the dead.
You’ll join them too
The day, it will come
We all have a date
When we join
The Dead.
Sacrifice
The tears well inside you
Waiting to be freed
To come out like a flower
Pretty and pink
Don’t fight them back
You knew it was coming
The question just was
A matter of when
He may be leaving
But it’s not like it’s for forever
It’s only 4 years
And it’s to protect you
You’d do it to if you had to
Serve your own country
And fight for them too
So stand strong and take it
He’ll be back in 4 years
It’ll be like no time
If he ever comes back
Why
Why do you cry?
When there’s an ocean full of water.
Why do you lie?
When nothing is true?
Why do you hate?
When there are people who will love.
Why are you sad?
When life is so short
Why do you regret?
When, “Once in a lifetime”, doesn’t exist
Why do you forget?
When there’s a lifetime of memories.
Why do you do, the things that you do?
When there are better things to be done
All older poems are after these
==============================================================
Liquid Sadness (Winner of Haiku Contest VII)
My tears are like raindrops
Weighing me down into a lake
Of fluid depression
Crammed (Winner of Haiku Contest IV)
I am crammed inside
A dark and lonely locker.
Bullies rule the school...
Flowers
Let me turn your tears into roses
Let me turn your scars into daises
Let me turn your frowns into tulips
Let me turn your shed blood into orchids
Don't make me watch the roses fall
Don't make me watch the daises multiply
Don't make me watch the tulips continue
Don't make me watch the orchids spill
Let me make a flower out of your laugh
Let me make a bouquet out of your smile
Let me make a garden out of your beauty
Let me make a field of flowers out of your image
Let me show you your grace
Your beautiful face
Your gorgeous laugh
Your wonderful smile
Your never-ending beauty
Your captivating image
Let me show you yourself
In the form of a flower
Stay With Me
Let your wind blow
Blow through my mind
Let your fire fall
Burn away all the sorrow
Let your light shine
Be my guide
Let your voice call out
My name and it's shame
Let your hand reach out
And pick me up off the ground
Let your mind teach me
All of your wisdom
Let your hand wipe away
The tears in my eyes
Let your rain fall
Cleanse me of my pain
Blow through my mind
Burn away the sorrow
Be my guide
Call my name and all it's shame
Pick me up off the ground
All of your wisdom
The tears in my eyes
Cleanse me of the pain
Stop the wind
Put out the fire
Lead me astray
Forget my name
Kick me when I'm down
Tell me the lies
Provoke all the tears
Add on to the pain
Just stay by me
Evening
Evening is the time for closing
Tying up tasks you still have to finish
Evening is the time to get away
From the burdens of the past day
Evening is the time of day
When all you have to worry about is the present
Evening is the time for memories
Reminiscence and creation
Evening is the time
When the world goes dark and yours lights up
Updated 9/19/11
All older poems are after these
==============================================================
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Edited with the help of [member]safariblade[/member]
The Labyrinth Of Suffering
A maze within itself
A cell to hold you prisoner
Chains for the mind and body
Four walls are all you see
With no direct way out
Made especially for you
Say goodbye to all you knew
Pain is inevitable
Suffering is optional
The Labyrinth Of Suffering
Alt. Version:
The Labyrinth Of Suffering
A maze within itself
The Labyrinth of Suffering
A cell to hold you prisoner
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Chains for the mind and body
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Four walls are all you see
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Has no direct way out
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Made especially for you
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Say goodbye to all you knew
The Labyrinth of Suffering
Pain is inevitable
Suffering is optional
Harmless Lies
I tell myself another harmless lie
Yet it brings a tear to my eye
All I want to do is curl up and cry
And watch the day die
How do you think it must feel?
To feel the cold bristle of steel
As it peels my skin
All I can do is deal
With a pain that is so real
A Haikou about Bullying (Winner of Haiku Contest II)
I can't take the pain
The twisted things you all say
All I ask: Why me?
Poems before 9/19/11
===============================================================
Trust
Deception and lies
Where do you expect to find them?
In the plans of an enemy, intended for you?
In the propaganda of the media makes?
What about right under your nose?
In the least expected place
In a place that you trust
The words of a friend
Why are they there, the deception and lies?
Aren’t your friends trustworthy?
That’s what you thought
And they saw it too
Their malicious other, hidden down deep
Came out right before you
And took advantage of you
They twisted your words
They played on your feelings
They spread blatant lies
And took all you had
The trust that you had, where did it go?
Did you give a second chance, and left your trust there?
Did you storm out the room, and it with you?
No matter what they did, they still had your trust
Maybe not now, but they did once before.
And now you are cautious, and don’t hand out trust.
When people abuse it
You adapt to it too
Rise
Rise from the ground
Like you’re really there
Walking in the crowd
A few will see the risen
And others wish to believe they exist
But to be one who seems them
It’s too hard to deny their presence
Those who do not see
Are not partially empty, are not broken in spirit
But will soon come to the same fate
And see the risen too
Broken in spirit, not complete
See the risen, feel the risen, and take comfort
In the presence of them
The risen were once lost
But come back to visit their past
One last time, before their final departure
The empty and broken do not want them to leave
But the comfort and presence of the risen is limited
Only until the empty are full, the broken are fixed
The risen go back
To the place of their demise
And are carried to where they belong
In the arms of an angel
The Final Moment
The tears of the dead
Are as haunting as ever
When visiting their abandoned domain
The dead were alive, until tragedy struck
And all was forgotten, except for the dead
Their homes are still standing
Their bodies are not
Almost forgotten, except in spirit
So visit their homes
And give company to thee
And have solemn inside
And respect for the dead.
You’ll join them too
The day, it will come
We all have a date
When we join
The Dead.
Sacrifice
The tears well inside you
Waiting to be freed
To come out like a flower
Pretty and pink
Don’t fight them back
You knew it was coming
The question just was
A matter of when
He may be leaving
But it’s not like it’s for forever
It’s only 4 years
And it’s to protect you
You’d do it to if you had to
Serve your own country
And fight for them too
So stand strong and take it
He’ll be back in 4 years
It’ll be like no time
If he ever comes back
Why
Why do you cry?
When there’s an ocean full of water.
Why do you lie?
When nothing is true?
Why do you hate?
When there are people who will love.
Why are you sad?
When life is so short
Why do you regret?
When, “Once in a lifetime”, doesn’t exist
Why do you forget?
When there’s a lifetime of memories.
Why do you do, the things that you do?
When there are better things to be done
So, there you have it. Those are all of my poems (Or the ones that aren't lost and I'm willing to share). Please, go ahead and
