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22 / F / A new world
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Posted 8/9/10

CupcakesandVodka wrote:

No name title yet :T I don't know what to call it...

I've never thought,
About how I would die.
So many lies,
So many times I've fought.
My eyes are now open,
To the world around me.
And all of its tokens.
But yet I have no glee.

Kinda sucks >_<


Its cute.
And it came straight from the heart, so it cant suchk :PP
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23 / M / somewhere
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Posted 8/9/10
This apple juice sucks...
It doesn't taste like apples...
It tastes more like piss....


I wrote that ^^... and seriously.... that apple juice was bad...
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24 / F / Los Angeles, Cali...
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Posted 9/25/10 , edited 9/25/10
The Ruler of the Night

When the dark comes
the whispering begins
through the silent night
not a sound is heard
the fear begins
yet it ends
without a thought
without a sound
whispering yet silent
watching forever
as the time flies by
as the ruler of the night


Evidence

we live
we die
without leaving anything behind
except ashes of ashes
and dust of dust
as mark
that we have once lived on this land
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Posted 9/26/10 , edited 9/26/10
Two ways

The mind's a poison
It drives men to vanity
but a fortune to the wise.

The heart's an illusion
it tells lies of insanity
yet, a pulse to reality
it makes us human.

The boat rowed both or in half,
drives fate and destiny.


Kill Her in Your Sleep
( a poem for bipolar depression)

Why should you fight?
Just let her leave!
She comes whenever she wants
She owns and possesses
and robs you of yourself.
But you do not belong to her,
but she does!
She's inside you:
angry and pathetic, endlessly melancholic.
She wails heartaches, and let's you sob of empty pains.
She's a thief....a mind thief!
But she's a fake, let her die!
She's dead and should'nt be kept alive!
Kill her in your sleep, before she kills you in raw.helpless.
If you wake up and she's alive,
and the fire in her brings you death,
let it be, and let her be!
Why should you fight?
she belongs to you, not you to her!
So never submit.

Kill her the next time you sleep.

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Posted 9/27/10
O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.



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Posted 10/8/10
i realise this may be a shock but
happiness comes from within
is a lie, and
money will make me happy
so in 30 years i will tell my children
they are not the most important thing in my life
my employer will know that i have my priorities straight because
work
is more important than
family
i tell you this
once upon a time families stayed together
but this will not be true in my era
this is a quick fix society

experts tell me that in 30 years i will celebrate the 10th anniversary of my divorce

i do not concede
i will live in a country of my own making
in the future
environmental destruction will be of the norm
no longer can it be said
that my peers and i care about this earth
it will be evident that
my generation is apathetic and lethargic
it is foolish to presume that
there is hope

NOW READ IT ALL BACK WARDS LINE BY LINE
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21 / M / InTheHeartOfTheWo...
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Posted 10/12/10

kissXkissfallinlove wrote:

i realise this may be a shock but
happiness comes from within
is a lie, and
money will make me happy
so in 30 years i will tell my children
they are not the most important thing in my life
my employer will know that i have my priorities straight because
work
is more important than
family
i tell you this
once upon a time families stayed together
but this will not be true in my era
this is a quick fix society

experts tell me that in 30 years i will celebrate the 10th anniversary of my divorce

i do not concede
i will live in a country of my own making
in the future
environmental destruction will be of the norm
no longer can it be said
that my peers and i care about this earth
it will be evident that
my generation is apathetic and lethargic
it is foolish to presume that
there is hope

NOW READ IT ALL BACK WARDS LINE BY LINE


cool how'd ya make that =D awsum xD
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21 / M / InTheHeartOfTheWo...
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Posted 10/12/10

Could the moon be shining
On the darkness of night?
Could the birds be singing
On the brown woods with light?
Answer shall be given
By the two brown eyes of yours


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21 / F / Wales, UK
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Posted 10/18/10 , edited 10/18/10
When she was 4

Like the first rays of morning,
My light...
You fill the room.
Dancing like a child of four...
On Christmas.



Remember the day you first saw snow?
Dressed in red...
It was ice cream ~



Dancing on your shoes...
Your hard worn boots.



Falling into a gorse bush...
Still swear it smells like coconut ~



Our tent was a rocket ship.
Our beds our den...
My doll your parachuter.



Dinners made from grass ...
Finding shells on the beach.



~ "Listen carefully...can you here the sea?"
Posted 10/31/11
Early mornin` 4rm 7 Am to 12 AM,
I see em` same ol` faces.
Green buttons glam,
ain't dat da same shit?

From 2007, em` beasts still here,
glad we ain't to suffocate cuz I tell you, fam,
I've bin dere am still am here.

From random posting- "I likes yo` look, *beep*"
"Ah, man, she ain't dat way like I thought she'd be"
Kool, dawg- cuz' dat waz yo` reflection on da camera.

From here, 2011, some of us ol`
cracks are still rollin` here.
Beleive me, we is the addicts.
Just R green buttons ain't yo`
evryday surprise.

From Korean to Japanese to China?!
What chu` mean "China"?
Ain't it Chinese?--
Screw dat, we gotz anime now.

Ain't anime Chinese?
*BEEP* dats up fo` u to seize.

Wow, sarcasm and satire. Ha ha!
Posted 10/31/11 , edited 10/31/11
When I see you, I close my eyes
I stand on this mountain, waiting for my foe
So that I may prove my worth to you.

Some supreme entity chose me to engage in this battle
And for eternity I'll be indebted
But even if I lose, I will have lost nothing
Simply because I never had you.

The sun rises, only a day old.

The evening chill becomes a memory
I cease to shiver, and my opponent is now clear
Yet all I can see is you.

I cannot find the thought to describe you
There never was and surely will never be
Because it was a quirk of nature that placed you here.

A planet destined for less-than-perfect life
Cannot possibly deserve such an angel as you.

I lift my sword. It forms an arc that sweeps across the sky
The sun is blinding me
Yet I can still see your reflection in the polished steel.

It is then I realize that you care.

That moment of lost concentration proves fatal.

But why should it matter?
For as my blood soaks the ground I conclude
I was destined to lose, simply because
I was never worthy.
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21 / F / Your Cookie Jar
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Posted 11/1/11
I did this for school :/ teacher didn't like it ..

it's called

Long Beach Harbor

At nightfall, the Long Beach Harbor is at its most loneliness
One glance at the shimmering water brings overwhelming sorrow
The moon above tries to show its glimmering light but the dark clouds cage its beauty
Sailing boats rock harshly in the water as the cold wind blows
Crossing paths with this harbor is like being left alone in the world
There's no human voice to hear for miles and the ringing continues to get louder and louder
The water overstretches to the horizon carrying its never ending loneliness into the darkness
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16 / F / owl city
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Posted 11/25/11 , edited 11/25/11
Im pretty sure nobody really gives a damn about my writing, but any hoot:

A poem I wrote when I was twelve v

Everything is slipping from my hands
I'm at lost for what to do.
Am I damned to wander alone;
or will a guardian appear from the blue.
Will things go on forever like this- all those promises,
sworn, but completely untrue?
Is this but a silly game,
which the devils have lured me in to play.
Will you hold my hand,
lead the way.
Or leave me hear abandoned,
all hope shattered and blown away?
Tell me now,
shout it out loud and clear,
could you manage to remain here?
So that I may go on without fear-
that everything is over,
when they have not even begun.
Does this mean goodbye,
that I will now be internally shunned?
Understand;
that I took a leap for you.
went beyond what I was prepared to do.
See with your eyes;
that I had hoped you would be forever mine,
I had dreams, farther than any kind
Now listen with your heart;
Can you perceive that sorrowful sound?
A tide of confusion and grief,
waiting for violent waters to cease.
So listen now, listen hard,
can you hear the sound of my teardrops,
overflowing without a sound?
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15 / M / boys locker room
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Posted 11/25/11
Poetry sucks, it's for wannabe artists, teenage girls who can't draw or express themselves by any other means, and faggots in their forties. I'm just being honest.
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16 / F / owl city
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Posted 11/25/11 , edited 11/25/11
AHAHAHA! XD
If any one of these teenage girls can draw well, would you admit you're wrong?
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