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sarah it isn't about my dad.

Star Dust Melody

Now the purple dusk of twilight time steals across the meadows of my heart,
High up in the sky the little stars climb, always reminding me that we're apart.
You wandered don the land and far away,
leaving me a song that will not die.
Love is now the start dust of yesterday,
The music of the years gone by.
Sometimes I wonder why I spend the lonely night dreaming of a song?
The melody haunts my reverie,
And I am once again with you,
When our love was new but that was a long time ago: now my consolation is in the star dust of a song.
Beside a garden wall,
When starts are bright,
The nightingale tells his fairy tale of paradise,
Where roses grew.
Tho' I dream in vain.
I'm my heart it will remain: my star dust melody.

 

ok. well hope you like.:anime: bye. I'll be back on to night.

 

Who I am


I wake up in the morning and put on my face.
The one that’s going to get me through another day.
I smile at the mirror.
I know who I am.
Others may not but they don’t need to.
I go through the tasks of school.
I’m glad to go home and yet I dread going home.
I’m one big contradiction,
But I still know who I am.
This is all apart of me.
My mom who’s my strength.
My step-father who has made me become strong.
My step-sister who has made me become strong.
My other step-sister who offered a smiling face even though it wasn’t the happiest place.
I’m strong and I’m me.
That’s who I am.

 

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they are all real good.

 

I cannot take this anymore.
It's the same thing over and over.
All these words they make scares.
Do you care?
No.
Bitter words and angry voices.
Under a sky of dust.
A constant wave of tension.
You have more than filled me up.
I want to be in another place.
I hate when you say you don't understand.
I want to be in the energy not with the enemy a place for my head.
Maybe one day I'll be just like them and step on people like they do.
I'm so sick of being misused.
You bring me down with all your mental abuse.
I've got to get you out of my head.
Your words eating and gnawing.
Just shut up.
I'm left in the wake of your mistakes.
I'm slow to react.
But I keep a cool head about all you've said.
Another wave of tension on top of broken trust.
They point their finger at me again.
Guilty by association.
Grating are your words.
Leave me alone and find another place to feed your greed.
You've worn out you welcome and now you know how quite it is all alone.
You've tired to take my happiness.
GO AWAY!
I want to be in another place.
Darkness is creeping over me.
Slowly I die inside and I do not want to see your face again.

 

This poem reminds me vaugley of a linkin park song. :bleed:

 

"i wanna run away
and never say goodbye
i wanna know the truth instead of wondering y
i wanna know the answers no more lies
i wanna shut the door and open up my life..."
that song yeah?
i was just about to say

 

yeah I used like 3 or 4 lines. I couldn't have said it better myself. hope you don't mind.

 

nah, u make it sound better anyway.
only problem is when i read those lines, i HAVE to sing them. lol.

 

I'd post some of my poems here but i have none right now, maybe later. ^_^

 

Were You Ever Truly There

Standing alone in the Darkness,
Awaiting for the light to come through,
Waiting for you and your kindness,
Since I have learned to depend on you.

I stand tall always gazing forward,
Watching and waiting.
I see you and I begin to walk forward,
Your Kindness shines, brightly with in.

I stop in front of you,
Staring at you intently.
You never seem to be blue,
Always there for all you knew.

I long to be in your arms,
To know how they feel.
Longing to feel safe from harm,
To be with you safe from all.

I let my gaze wander,
And when it returns to you,
You're gone and I begin to wonder,
Were you ever truly there?
~Athena

I wrote that poem shortly after meeting the guy that stole my heart and eventually broke it. At the time my friends thought it was more of a breakup poem and well they were right b/c that's how I feel right now, wondering if it all really happened. We were together for a whole year before it ended and I'm only now, a yr after we broke up, begining to allow people to get close enough to me where my already broken heart can be broken again.... Anyways... it's one of my best and I wanted to share it with you all... I'm making it into a song actually... with the first stanza being the chorus.

 

Final Moment

Ath I liked your poem. Don't let men get to you right now I am trying to come out of a relationship (nearily 3 years). I will survive.

I want to know what people think of this poem. I first had it as a short story for school then I decided to write it as a poem. Tell me what you think.

Final Moment
Copyright @2003
I stand alone in a vast field of uncertainty
Upon the ground lie marble rocks
Headstones. All words written in script
Each marking a moment in time
I bend down touching the only day written
With a breath I am whisked away
To a time long ago and forgotten
My pounding heart stops for a moment
Realizing what the headstones reveal
I scan the horizon to find the beginning
I move forward and onto the next row
My feet take flight as it draws near
I stop in front of the headstone
Knowing what is written I bend down
The day marking my birth reads clear
Oxygen escapes all my vital organs
In a daze I run across the grassy nol
My feet hit the soft dirt towards the last stone
Three headstones left until the end
I read the last day of my existence

I wanted to make it longer but I couldn't because where I got it copyrighted only allowed 20 line poems.
Tell me what you think.

 

Eerie!

Here's a poem I recently wrote. Anything in quotes was taken from the song "Dream to Make-Believe" by the band Armor for Sleep. Everything else is original. Each stanza is supposed contain its own particular tone. Enjoy!

Dreaming


“I sleep so I don’t have to feel”
I slip into my personal anesthetic
daily washing away my concerns
cares
loves
joys
and make up my own personal reality
so I can face it in the morning
whether I fly
jump
or skim across oceans alongside an A-wing fighter
It’s real for a moment
And whether I forget it or not when I wake up,
I’m happy the next day.
That’s all that matters.


“Let me sleep some more”
“Let me sleep some more”
As the moon multiples itself a dozen times over
Filling the night and spreading across the sky
As patterns form from the stars
In blue, red, and gold.
I don’t want to leave
this reality
I don’t want to face mine.
As I sit in a pizza parlor, across from an old friend
I haven’t seen in a year.
Only she looks ten years older.
Smiling, touching my face,
saying how much she's missed me.
Talking the night away.
Let me stay
Let me stay
I can bear life
In my head.


“I wake up and think dreams are real.”
I just ran away from a bomb in my backyard
That covered me in gravel.
Take me away
Take me away
From the thieves of my house
Who chase as I run
Away.
I can feel the pain as their knives
Slash at my arms and legs.
My punches don’t even make them blink.
I don’t want to face
A head with its eyes sewn shut
With a mouth sprouting ten tongues of blades
Scalpals
Needles
Spikes
Sliding across its face, cutting itself.
And I stab at its eyelids with a sharp point
Spreading blood over the carpet
And I wake up.
Glad that the moment is over.
Wanting to forget.

-Odin

 

Good job I like how you used the song

Heres another one by Me. I wrote this one before I lost my boyfriend and it ended like this

Without a Word

With not even a word, you hurt me
The pain of it nearly killed me

We have been through so much; I had no doubt
About the words and how I felt finally came out
But when you turned around and walked away
I went home to my pillow and cried the night away

I told something to you
But it meant absolutely nothing to you
I told you that I loved you

What do you think?

 

Wow! those are both great poems... i'd put up more but... well.. the one i put up was definitely my best poem i've ever done

 

Ah, I'm glad to see that other fellow deities write poetry.

This is the product of spontaneous poetry . . . I wanted to write a song, began to sing the first four lines you see here, and then I just thought "oh, this is too unstructured for me to play," so I just went with my thoughts and wrote this. The only edits I made were for spelling. So interpret as you wish.

"Fleeting"

As time passes by . . .
The sun rises and the moon covers the stones with an eerie glow
As light passes by
And blinds our eyes and covers us in darkness

As I pass you by
And see the shine in your eyes pass lightly as you blink
And my image still remains
Since it was only gone for a split second
And you don’t notice that it was even missing

So time passes by
And the images come into my brain
It’s hard to sort it all out
From the butterflies and dragonflies
And jumbo jets going through the air

Or blue birds overhead
Or the bluescreen crashing down on my computer

As clouds pass by . . .

Covering the sun
And giving shade, just for a moment

As autumn comes or winter
And snow lies around the ground

Sometimes I wonder if the earth is even there at all
When all I can see is the whiteness
That covers my reality
That reflects whatever’s overhead
A mirror of my nature

And the footprints through the snow are like a print on the cover of reality
Making angels or devils upon that crust
Even though it will just melt away
Upon the coming of spring

My creations just die away
Though the earth still remains

So I scratch in the dirt
And dig my holes and shape my land
To my own delight to see my creation on what’s permanent

Only it’s not so permanent anymore
As the earthquakes shake apart what I thought was my reality

And nothing else remains
And nothing else remains

Except the memories of sweat and tears and blood I’ve spilled for my own sake
For my own pride
So I can still remember what I’ve done
In light of what I thought was covering reality
In light of what I thought was reality

-Odin

 

Well, here. I have a poem...

Suicide

Blood drips, drop by drop,
Puddling onto the floor.
It’s crimson color shimmers bright,
Glittering in the dim lighting of the room.
The small knife drops from my hand;
It’s blade engulfed in the substance.
My task… No, my life.
Is too much for this child’s body.
Death crosses both of our minds,
Both willing to leave this world for another.
The wait is long, too long.
We wait for the awakening,
Patiently living with Humans, Demons, and Hunters,
Rapists of this world and of others.
Why was I given this role?
Something so great?
“Why me? Why is this all depending on me?”
Those words play trough my head,
A small child crying for help.
Assistance… Anyone to help her.
Diosahlorthoiriean.
The one Life Bonded to me,
Heard my call… and came.

By Mika Kalu

 

haiku

I love to write haiku. Here's one:

*Mortality*

Ephemeral youth
mind awakens; body dies
Oh, the injustice

 

I like the haiku.
-Odin

 

I like them all