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#241
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My Head not my heart

 

Don't love me
if you're going to say goodbye
if you walk back through that door
don't say you love me
I won't be able to control myself
I'll forgive you for walking away
but right now I don't know if that's
what I want
even through my heart desires it
my head is telling me differently
that I should give myself 
more time to think
before I jump back into our love
because you coming back
and begging forgiveness isn't enough
to satisfy the pain I felt
when you were away
why couldn't you have stayed
now I'm just plain afraid
to let you back in
since you might leave again
instead of following my heart
I'm using my head
and thinking everything through
before I say I love you too


So Beautiful

 

Can't you see
they were meant to be
you won't get past me
I will not let you get in the way of true love
now leave before I drop my gentleman's glove
and rough you up

Isn't it so beautiful
when 2 people in love
finally admit it to each other
to see them walk away
hand and hand towards the sunset

It makes me so happy
to see two people in love
If I have too I'll nudge them
to the right direction
I'm sure that's enough
I have to say I love love
it warms me up when I'm 
freezing cold
it's there when I want
something to hold
isn't love so beautiful



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My World

 

When I close my eyes
everything ceases to exist
there's only me, myself, and I
the ugliness of the day
washes away
everything is how I want it to be
so freeing
the colors flood over me
drowning me in such a peaceful ecstasy
there's nothing like it

Wish life could be this free
though that lies upon me
to make my hidden world into reality
so I'll be free
as it is now the ugliness corrupts my open mind
so for now I'll just escape reality through my eyes
so I can be free
so I can rid myself of all the scum
of daily life
only then will I ever feel alright
enough to dream
through closed eyes 


Edited by Zero King, 25 November 2013 - 12:22 AM.


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I wanted to write something too,
but since I needed to write in english I had some trouble.
My main Problem is that i dont even know if it can be considered peotry :/

Anyways:

End

 

Here i am
standing alone
in this darkness
wich could be considered eternal
 
yet theres something
i cannot describe
a light surrounding me
dim but still bright
 
if youre lost like me
i hope this light can guide you
bringing us together
so that the loneliness may fade
 
time will pass
maby there will be more
maby we will stay alone
maby you will go
 
but i will stay strong
and be your guiding light
your shine of hope
your life and your death

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New to the creative part of this site... honestly, this is quite a fun place, and I like the poems. And Res, just insist it's poetry and it becomes poetry, I'm no expert but I'm fairly sure it isn't an exact science ^^. A nice piece, spelling aside.

 

I've never done poetry before myself, but let's give it a shot. If anyone wants to give me some pointers, they're very welcomed.

 

 

Grandfather

Young ones, humor me and stay a spell,
A warning from an old man, a withered shell.

I've not much of an opinion,
on anything, of late,
Love was a long time ago,
Longer still was hate.

Indifference, or apathy,
Strangely call forth tears,
Basking in apricity,
Yearning for spring years.

Man dances, dies, loves and sings
Slaves, servants, even kings,
Blind to the end of all strife,
The only worth in this life,
That which will never fail;
The sun, the land, and a tale.

My words tire you, but I tried,
One more secret, I shall spill
In life, this old man lied,
In death, I'll lie still.


Edited by Seikah, 08 December 2013 - 01:13 AM.


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I wanted to write something too,
but since I needed to write in english I had some trouble.
My main Problem is that i dont even know if it can be considered peotry :/

Anyways:

End

 

Here i am
standing alone
in this darkness
wich could be considered eternal
 
yet theres something
i cannot describe
a light surrounding me
dim but still bright
 
if youre lost like me
i hope this light can guide you
bringing us together
so that the loneliness may fade
 
time will pass
maby there will be more
maby we will stay alone
maby you will go
 
but i will stay strong
and be your guiding light
your shine of hope
your life and your death

 

 

Nice job:) keep writing you'll improve every time you do

New to the creative part of this site... honestly, this is quite a fun place, and I like the poems. And Res, just insist it's poetry and it becomes poetry, I'm no expert but I'm fairly sure it isn't an exact science ^^. A nice piece, spelling aside.

 

I've never done poetry before myself, but let's give it a shot. If anyone wants to give me some pointers, they're very welcomed.

 

 

Grandfather

Young ones, humor me and stay a spell,
A warning from an old man, a withered shell.

I've not much of an opinion,
on anything, of late,
Love was a long time ago,
Longer still was hate.

Indifference, or apathy,
Strangely call forth tears,
Basking in apricity,
Yearning for spring years.

Man dances, dies, loves and sings
Slaves, servants, even kings,
Blind to the end of all strife,
The only worth in this life,
That which will never fail;
The sun, the land, and a tale.

My words tire you, but I tried,
One more secret, I shall spill
In life, this old man lied,
In death, I'll lie still.

 

very nice:)..Good emotion, as I stated before keep writing!



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End

I am sitting in an empty room
looking outside the old window
its wooden frame rotting away
in the face of time

Carefully wiping away the dust
that gathered on the glass
I once again realised
how alone i am

The view revealed
so many shadows dance
inside the flames
of the sunset

I wish i could join them
dance with them
till the night falls
and even beyond

As i wish
my hand slowly glides over the window
seeing the folds on them
makes me remember

Im just too old
to dance with them

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It feels like I haven't wrote a poem in years

 

Lost in You

 

When I was yours

My heart soared

Higher than any eagle

Fulfilling yet annoying at times

When you tried to leave me

Stirring up drama for the sake of it

Yet you would let me

Talk you into staying

Looking back I was so crazy

So lost in you

 

When I was yours

No other girl could sway my mind

It was about you all the time

Yet you were never in my reach

Should have listened to them preach

When they told me

It wasn’t meant to be

I was too stupid to see

I didn’t really desire you

 

 

When I was yours

Should have let you go

Because I was never yours

But I was so lost in you

Until you finally left me

In December

Had to take a moment to remember

Since I no longer am lost in all the lies



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What would you like?

 

Time will tell

heaven or hell

life...

what will it be?

on the rocks

or straight up

Will we toast

or chug it down

until we fall

will we make it to last call?

or will we leave early

it's up to us and life

so let's drink right

and make this last


Edited by Zero King, 26 January 2014 - 08:35 AM.


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That time you leaved me,

I always feel alone,

like a hole in my heart,

that can never be filled,

but when I met you again,

you were with another man,

I sorrowed deeply,

but then I thought I should move on as well.


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Very nice poem Miki



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thank you >_<

 

I like poems maybe I will follow this form~


the deep sleep

 

The best time of the year,

was when you were together with me,

then you disappeared,

without a trace of clue,

I searched for you for years,

until I found a clue,

you were in a deep sleep,

as I wait for you to be awake,

instead of words,

you gived me a kiss,

then fell to a deep slumber again,

don't worry I said,

as I will always wait for you.


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Another nice poem miki and you're welcome

 

 

 

 

Did I forget to write?

 

I wonder where it all went

is it actually gone?

am I looking in the wrong place?

is it right under my nose?

hiding...waiting for the moment

my heart is captured by seductive words

spoken from the full lips of an angel

 

There's a theme

for when a poet finds his muse

it's legend they are ensnared forever

to this one being

it has the power to fully control the wave of words

out of a poet's ink

or they cause the poet word's to sink

until there's nothing left but old memories

of good stories

 

Yet the muse of mine is nowhere in sight

does that mean I forgot to write?

or am I just killing myself by hiding

what I can truly do

when I put my mind to it

I dream that I didn't lose it

that I still have it

that its not ashes blowing in the wind

I dream that my fire is still burning

that the words in my mind are still turning

like it was before but only better

 

I ask not you but myself

am I worse than ever

or have I just gotten better

without realizing it

Did I truly forget?

that I have a passion

that made feel like I was accomplished

that this world isn't as dead I think it to be

this thought ravages my mind to no end

yet I do not ask you my friend

only I..know the answer



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It's You (Smile)

 

the one who inspired me

through a smile

you're so contagious

even when you were walking

your own trials

you always gave me a smile

through the cries

even when I was tired

out of breath

hand aching through

a writer's death

your smile gave me hope

I could cope

with whatever the world

hurled at me

as long as I remembered

that so simple

yet so sweet smile

even though I can't see you

I sometimes close my eyes

and replay our memories

may have been a little

but they mean the world to me

it's you that helped me through

the darkness

it's you who helped me see the light

thank you my friend

for showing me how to fight

till the very bloody end.....



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This just might be the last poem I post here

 

Life

 

 

Am I a monster?

I look in the mirror

Nothing is the same

My smiles as fake

as an idol's face

my eyes red with stings

of clear water

I can't look away but

my gaze stays

 

Is it useless?

Was she right?

Am I hopeless?

Blinded by the darkness

Feeling for the light

going my own way

living in the shadows

behind the normal

A devil without a cause

 

When will it be a beautiful day?

Will the fire reach me today?

Is it okay for me to reach for the fire?

Will I transform into superman

Feeding on the rays of life

Why don't I feel alright?

 

It's driving me mad

my pen's spilling illusions

wrapping around life

trying to spark an alternate reality

in which I'll be happy

 

Alas I wake from a cold dream

my eyes steady and ready

to embrace the light

ever so slowly I open them



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Beautiful Sin

 

A work of art
clouded by traps of fabric

A sensual voice
screams out to me to set her free

A beast takes over me
drowning me in a hunger so deep

An artist I become
as I rip and tear those traps

That bind her
Her sweet murmurs caress my ears

Her hands hungerly search me
for what she truly needs

My hands burn hot 
as my hands grab hold of the canvas

I claim every inch of this masterpiece
I had no hand in the design

Yet this artwork is purely mine
The heat swelling inside of me

Rushes through time
waiting for nothing but the positions

She finds what she sought
as she tussles to interconnect it with her spot

Her head rocks back in a sweet sign
finally

Our hips sync
as I cradle her against me

She screams with a horrific delight
the most beautiful sight

as she crumples against me
heavily breathing 

Satisfied
she doesn't speak to me

only looks at me 
with a sinful smile

Not ready to be trapped again
she reconnects for a artistic night of sin


Religion

 

The villainess of your sickness
leaves me in utter distress
as if god opened up her legs
and revealed her true sex
As if Allah opened a bottle
and snorted coke off a model

Your willingness of destruction 
Makes me question tomorrow
Full of vast sorrow
Are we or are they truly hollow


Edited by Zero King, 11 July 2014 - 10:11 PM.


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The Way

 

Cold lies

dead eyes

in the mirror

fear kills her

chains bound her to lies

can't breathe

is she really alive?

Society controls her

holds her

pretends to love her

yet she endures

doesn't know better

she's been conditioned

Told how she should and shouldn't be living

a nine to five

in a four by four cell

trapped in hell

stress and pressure

is so deafening

policies and companies

so life threatening

a swift death

is so tempting

can envision

many ways to die

until she opens her eyes

to uncover all the lies

quits without notice

passes her ID to the boss

"Here hold this"

throws up a peace sign

with one finger missing

feels the breeze

and the rays of the sun

like its the first time

embraces the change

goes against the current

while everyone stays

or goes another way

Her eyes mirrored through glass

they are shining as if they were entrapped

and now screaming "free at last"

a smile unfolds on her face

as she walks her own way



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The Way

 

Cold lies

dead eyes

in the mirror

fear kills her

chains bound her to lies

can't breathe

is she really alive?

Society controls her

holds her

pretends to love her

yet she endures

doesn't know better

she's been conditioned

Told how she should and shouldn't be living

a nine to five

in a four by four cell

trapped in hell

stress and pressure

is so deafening

policies and companies

so life threatening

a swift death

is so tempting

can envision

many ways to die

until she opens her eyes

to uncover all the lies

quits without notice

passes her ID to the boss

"Here hold this"

throws up a peace sign

with one finger missing

feels the breeze

and the rays of the sun

like its the first time

embraces the change

goes against the current

while everyone stays

or goes another way

Her eyes mirrored through glass

they are shining as if they were entrapped

and now screaming "free at last"

a smile unfolds on her face

as she walks her own way

What's your inspiration for this? :)


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What's your inspiration for this? :)


My inspiration was my magic and ritual class...my teacher talked about how we are conditioned to see ourselves...

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Slave

 

Heat pours down me

with scorching waves

mindless corpses walking like slaves

in the abyss all day

no light in their eyes

no reflection either from the ball in the sky

they fall to lie and wait to die

without care

they have already tried

failed more than once

they pray to the sky

please end this meaningless life

no answer is given

their prayers evaporate in thin air

life is hell, heaven is no where

earth everyone does care

until you get in their way

cross anyone

and they'll make you pay

that's the human way

and we wonder why

we hang ourselves

why we drink poison

why we slit our wrists

why we drown

why we kill



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Slave

 

life is hell, heaven is no where

earth everyone does care

until you get in their way

cross anyone

and they'll make you pay

that's the human way

and we wonder why

we hang ourselves

why we drink poison

why we slit our wrists

why we drown

why we kill

 I really like this part. 


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