Well, I decided I would share some poetry with you guys.

THis first one is pretty...emo, for lack of words.
it deals with suicide.
which makes no sense, because I was quite happy at the time of writing this.



Overwhelmed

You stand there alone,
you've been there awhile,
Tear stained face,
Broken smile.
You remember the days
of happiness past,
When your heart roamed free,
not bound with a cast.
You loved and lost,
Forgave and forgot,
Life was less painful,
So simple, was it not?
But all that is left is loneliness and pain,
you try to remove it
without any gain.
You pick up and place
the gun to your head,
The curtain is closed,
the play ended with lead.




I don't know what made me write that.
But its a poem!
lol

Hahaha well I'm glad you did write it. This is a lovely poem. <3
It doesn't make sense really why you wrote this poem when you did, but it came out really well.

Can't wait for more. <3

Ahh this poem is very nice ^__^

I always like emo poems xD They are nice, but make me laugh a bit. This one is very good though <3 I hope to be reading more soon !

My first thought at the end of that poem... Ouch. As for my review... Very nice. You were right when you said it was a bit on the emo side but thats okay as long as your good at it... which you are.

This is good stuff, good stuff indeed. I also do the same thing when I write sad stuff but I'm happy. Thanks for sharing!

Its been months since ive posted anything, and ive recently stumbled over my old poetry collection. so, i decided i would share some with you.

The first is an Acrostic i made for my aunt when she was getting married 2 or 3 years ago. xD

Marriage.
May you
Always
Remember and
Reminicense
In old
Age or young. The
Gift of marriage is a symbol of
Eternal and everlasting love.

cheesy, huh?
most of my early poems revolved around love. xD

heres another early poem.

Space.
I wonder,
why do they call space,
space?

There are plenty of
things out there.
The stars, galaxies,
planets.

If the definition
of space is an
area of nothingness, then why is space,
space?

Random poem.

I can't write poems.
Your're kidding me.
You want me to write a poem?
I'm not even awake!
Its's to early to think.
I don't know how.
I mean, really,
do I have to?
Aw,man!times up?
All I have is a bunch of excuses!
You like it?Really?
Thanks!
Wanna see another?


Okay, these next ones were written for a poetry assignment for school in 9th grade.
Im pretty proud of them.
=]

Snowflakes.
People are like snowflakes,
drifting through life
likes the flakes through the sky.
Some may float slowly down,
others, caught by the wind,
are pushed off course
delaying their descent to the ground.
No two are ever alike,
each as unique as the people they touch.
Delicate and small,
they are weak and igsignificant to most,
but together,
inspire and make a difference.
So, whenever you feel
lost and alone,
remember the snowflake,
and no matter what happens,
it always settles wherever
it was
intended
to
be.

this was our personification poem. xD I had so much fun writing this.

Insomnia.
Hello, this is your bed speaking!
I know you think its strange,
but before you go to sleep on me
some things have GOT to change.

Your snoring makes it impossible
to even rest my eyes,
im sure that on the Richter scale
it measures 9.5!

You toss and turn and never stop
moving all around,
sometimes it makes me want to
just kick you to the ground.

You smell like sour sauerkraut,
would it really hurt to change?
Get a shower; spray something,
or move out of my range!

That isnt near the end of it
i'll tell you a few more,
when you lay down i wonder
if you robbed the grocery store!

One last thingI'd like to say
concerning you in bed,
next time you want to 'have some fun'
please, use the couch instead!

and my last one for now.

Lonely.
I sit inside the dreary dark
o a cold and empty room,
all alone and feeling hopeless,
I wish someone would come soon.

I stare in silence at the wall
so black and brown with age,
they tell a saddened story
like a book's old, tattered page.

Suddenly, there sounds a knock
upon the cracking door,
the door slides open; I see the one
to love me forevermore.

I reach out in vain to touch his face
but he slowly fades away,
I sit alone again once more,
and fate says I will stay.





wow...that was a big update. xD

Okay...so i havent wrote in a while...
but i had something happen recently that just made me pick up a pen and paper and write.
Its really bad, i think, but its from the heart...

Outside Looking In

I listen to you talk about her,
Your one true love, you say.
I smile, masking all the hurt,
But its there at the end of the day.
I never thought Id feel this way,
Especially about you,
I love you is too strong to say,
But a crush just will not do.
Its like looking from the outside
Of a love I wish I had
But ill never make it inside,
So ill just deal with being sad.
So whatever happens in your lives,
I wish you all the best,
At least our friendship should survive,
Maybe this was just a test…

Quoted^(ref) The Pink Pandi (on 4 March, 2008, 01:09 PM PST) —

Well, I decided I would share some poetry with you guys.

THis first one is pretty...emo, for lack of words.
it deals with suicide.
which makes no sense, because I was quite happy at the time of writing this.



Overwhelmed

You stand there alone,
you've been there awhile,
Tear stained face,
Broken smile.
You remember the days
of happiness past,
When your heart roamed free, 
not bound with a cast.
You loved and lost,
Forgave and forgot,
Life was less painful,
So simple, was it not?
But all that is left is loneliness and pain,
you try to remove it
without any gain.
You pick up and place
the gun to your head,
The curtain is closed,
the play ended with lead.




I don't know what made me write that.
But its a poem!
lol

I wrote something like this here is what I wrote

It was written in crimson
It was painted with lead
It was locked and loaded
It was aimed at his head
A mask with a smiling face
covered the hole the world must face
That thin paper bag covered his sorrowful face
It was written on 4 walls
It was written in red
Underneath the false grin
Withheld something grim
He wrote it in blood
He wrote it with tears
He loaded the gun
He killed his fears
He pulled the trigger
He ended it here

@spooky- I really like yours though!