Poems:o

[SpecForxaGaming:3]

Well,to be honest i consider my self someone who get in pain very easy,but i use poems as help,the idea of this post is to you post your favourite (or made by you) poem.
So,here i go:
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, "The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance."
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

 

[ItsYaBoyJavid]

That was deep.....

 

[SpecForxaGaming:3]

Tyc:

 

[Aimee2323]

All the way reading that I was being distracted whilst reading this deep poem by a gif like "PARTY HARD" in your signature xD

 

[BAD-MON]

Due to poems being a great help in some situations I am experiencing, I decided to post three of my favorite poems that I have chosen out of many.

#1. Something lost
I had it once, now it's gone
Like a knot it's been undone
Was once so tight, now so slack
Happy times I wish I could have back
I sit a home, and feel so lonely
It'll be great if that was all, if only...
Zombie on the outside, the living dead
But so many questions floating around my head
Confusions rains down, it pours
Pandora's Box, I've opened the doors
No sign of anyone who can help
No sense of feelings or of myself
Where I can find the answers
Who am I? What am I?
Am I a dream? Or am I the dreamer?
Am I a thought? Or a complex computer,
How do my thoughts start? What makes them end?
What makes me do this? What makes me do that?
I know I overanalyze, I can't help it
Thinking and gazing into space, as I sit
Why can't I accept the wisdom of those around
Not letting myself accept the answers I've found
I want to free myself from my mind
And not just to pretend
Everything's okay everything's fine
I want to be NORMAL... When it's going to end....

#2 When We

When all we hear are the empty promises and lies,
that leave behind broken hearts and shattered lives.
When trust is gone and hope is lost,
what are we fighting for and who really pays the cost.
When you tell us you're sorry and you do it again,
Why do we believe you, why do we keep giving in.
When we finally realize we made a mistake,
it's too late, we've sealed our fate.

#3 Time To Stop Struggling

Life is unfair, sometimes the misery we can't bear..
This was a feeling I could never share...
I am strong, strong enough to move on from this pain,
I won't feel the shame, my life is not a game,
tired of these tears and my fears...
I will cherish my inspirations...
I will find my dream, I promise, that's what I will achieve..
I will find a way to leave..
I'm not who you will deceive..
I believe in miracles, these people laugh like it's hysterical...
I won't fall, I may be lost but I will be found...
One day I will find the perfect life, life will run beautifully,
I will fly like a butterfly through the night, will have a pleasant sight, afraid but I will fight...
No boundaries, free my mind of all the pressure, leaving here will be my pleasure..
I want so much to be free, so much I want to see...
I want to reach the sky, I want so bad too fly...
See, I use to be a fool when I let you treat me cruel...
I made a mistake but I wont let myself break..
Leave me, for gods sake...
So now I kneel down to pray, for these times of struggle I will just say, I'll leave in your hands. God, I will let go..

 

[Tacosbefriends]

I came here to troll but now I cannot. Very nice poem.

 

[Catzilla24]

So well uhm, I was debating wether or now I should post these but what the heck.

Change

If I could change the way I look,
I would.
If I could change my social title,
I would.
If I could be brave for just one day,
I would.
But I can only be myself so,
I should.


Just a number ._.

It's only a number,
that says how low i've lived.
It doesn't say my personality,
or that i'm still a kid.
Not every 13 year old is bratty and rude.
Plenty of them are thoughtful and kind,
and just want to be friends with you.
So what makes a number such a big issue?




And theres this other poem that I wrote although its really personal so i'll just show the parts i'm confutable showing.


I wish I could change,
But then I wouldn't be me.
But who is me?
Am I nobody?
Maybe I don't even want to be me.
I don't know if I want to be anybody.

 

[KoningKiwi]

Lol, a friend of mine wrote this poem in english class:

Never say never
But ever, you have to say never
Lost forever
Clever
Cleverly
Bever
Beverly
BEVERLY HILLS BITCH

 

[LaserDolphin77]

So, I wrote this poem about two weeks ago, and I guess I'll share it.

Speedway of the Minds

Thoughts race through the mind
Like an ocean breeze,
Cold, barren, isolated.
The thought come alone,
Nothing to bring with it;
All except a door,
To more isolation.

These thoughts control them,
Like a ventriloquist controls his puppet;
What he says,
What he does,
And what he will do,
It's all racing inside his mind
And he doesn't know what he has come to!

But a flicker of light
Shines it's way through the darkness,
Nothing can stop it,
Not the isolation, the barrenness, or the cold
Gets in the way of this warmth.
All the isolation flies off;
The cold, the barrenness take their feelings
And run away with them.
These thoughts are
The waves and a fortress;
The waves continue to pound
The fortress's walls,
But it will not budge.

 

[LaserDolphin77]

Oh and a follow-up poem from two years ago:

Night and Day



Night is an evil
With all the gloomy,
Spaced street lights
Scattered across a town;
No wonder
Why no one goes out for a late walk,
When light turns to dark.

Day is like a blessing,
Sun in the air,
For everything to live,
For everyone
To rejoice.

Though there is a balance
Between Day and Night
For if no such Day,
Everything would freeze
And if no Night,
The world’s crust
Would be as hot as its core,
As if the whole world
Turned inside out.

The balance keeps us alive;
What was said about Night
Isn’t true,
We should treat it
As if it were a blessing;
Not as an evil,
Nor as a fear.