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ah, such anguish. Maybe I'll add to it. Don't usually write anguishy poems, but I'll give'r a kick.



gritty, heavy, dry, hungry
closed off
dark

twists and turns down a corridor
I walk
struggling to hold off
until the last moment
the light

I turn
it still burns
My limbs are weighted

slowly
as if in quicksand I am
I open up

I open up and regret

THE END

hehe. Guess what that's about.

 

My trust was a mirror
a reflection of your good deeds.

Do not be surprised now
when you cut your hands on the broken glass.

 

Death’s Eve
By: Holly Jolly

A fine line separates love from hate, fate I suppose that I must walk the line, fine entertainment with parasol in hand, band playing the melodrama my life pursues, shoes as high as the rope a unpractical specter, heckler a few, drew in by the unpractical vanities one must assume, doom awaits, and they expect me to fall, doll to break, fake playmate to dress and play, gray, the line is most certainly gray, may these disgraces, faces to the name all feel real shame to such a bold, untold word, unsowed is its presence, men, sin in its very face, disgrace to know I must descend further then the root, shoot those wonderful dreams that believe they will be caught, bought then sold, molded as one then dropped, flopped upon the floor, more then just a same twisted, insisting fate of jumping from the tight wire, mire engulfs the mind that is still barely alive, deprived of the choice you once had, lad dismissed, insistent on the freedom to jump the cliff, miff is life, and oh what a wonder death is compared to sorrow, for morrow’s tomorrow lives on with love’s rift, swiftly it brings you lower to any gorge that could have engulfed you, knew, oh if you only knew, that you would one day become the plastic, blonde egotism once adored then floored, bored by its brainless manner and point, joints grow stiff and yet I shake, for my sake for thine, I will not jump into the crowd of swine, dinned in all correct etiquette laws, flaws still remain in there mind, but I still fall behind, perhaps I can never find, grasp, grab, face, embrace the other end, but then my brain does mend. I take off these heels, deals with the unspoken necessities of the world, unfurled is the truth of my strength, my brace, my natural grace, and so I greet the right side, hiding not the true woman inside, a guide for perhaps none, nun to my dignity, my individual, my all, I will not, can not fall.

 

I dont know about my peom... If you dont like it thats ok...

Friend
A friend is like a tower strong,
A friend is like a joyous song
That helps us on our way.
When golden ties of friendship bind
The heart to heart, the mind to mind

 

Eh, poems are very subjective things.

I like your poem, short yet brings up an important message, and flows rather well.

 

im not big on poetry, but i like alot of the poems that people posted on here. oh yeah, tears, i couldnt think of anything real catchy, so uh yea. um, im thinking. most of the stuff from my head is truthful, but people need to know. im not good with opening stuff up with, but ill try and make it better, here goes

people are full of mysteries and suprises
some want wealth, others want prises

some of us want eternal love
opening up and flying like a dove

some of us only want the power
greed turns a persons mind too sour

corruption
addiction

all around us spinning and spinning
the media sits in the middle, grinning

people burn and people kill
going in circles, like a windmill

some of us want peace and quiet
while some of us just like to riot

politicians, doctors and such
dont care for humans all that much

to live in prison is better than the streets
many people want and beg for certain treats

some of us are full of life
but few are willing, to sacrifice


ok, thats that one, hopefull opening up some more minds to more truth. i think the next one will be fantasy or something. tell me what you think

 

*Repeats what she said before, but scratch the lines about the beginning looking like ‘forced’ rhyme I really don’t know what to add to the other stuff I said about the other poem. It’s thought-provoking in a world filled with stupidity. Can’t give much more of a compliment then that.

Another one from me:

One step into the right direction

One step into the right direction,
One step and all is gone
Pain, hate, rejection,
All of that, bygone

Looking over the rooftop
Wind blowing through your hair
Nobody screaming you should stop
Isn’t that unfair?

You thought someone would help
That someone would say no
Out of your throat escapes a yelp
Does no one care if you go?

You didn’t really mean this
You never intended to die
You think about all the stuff you'll miss
And softly start to cry

You was sure someone would care
You don’t want this, but if you stop
They’ll say you didn’t dare
So why not finish this with a pop?

You’ll be remembered
You’ll be freed
You’ll be delivered
You will bleed

But what is a little blood
For all the attention you’ll receive?
And silently you nod
This is what you believe

Blood, bones, a cracked skull?
It doesn’t matter what they’ll find
Maybe it will just look dull
It doesn't matter, you've made up your mind

Life is just a game
It will end when you hit the ground
The world will stay the same
Even when you’re not around

One step into the right direction,
One step and all is gone
Pain, hate, rejection,
All of that, bygone

 

Your Fear

I can smell your fear

Fear of the things your don't know
Fear of the things you can't see

You hold a greater fear of me

I'm the deamon burning inside
I'm the deamon you run and hide

Fear and run from me

Searching for your soul in me
Through you I can see

My evil inside
Keep on running

You can't hide
Feel my deamon sweel inside

I can hear your cries
Not every one must die

Scream at it all
You slip and fall

In the darkness all your fear returns again

Forgetting your dreams
Only I remain

With in the recesses of your lost mind
Your dark mind

It burns you inside

Awake and run
Run from me,Give on to me

Fear my life

 

Its about going to the bathroom.

 

Can you sin

Can the light lead you to darkness?
Can goodness turn to evil?
Can love turn to hate?
Can good deeds go bad?
Can you see it with your eyes?
A world full of despair and lies?
These ties that bind the soul to sin.
Can you leave the sin your're in.
Can you feel it eat your soul?
That world of sin shall eat you whole.
To leave you bent and broken
This one small token you've been left to feel.
This burning that will tear your soul.
Can you escape this world of sin?
Or love still love the sin you're in.

 

a poem?

roses are red violets are blue no ones as pretty as You! later!!

 

Here goes...

"Sad Suffering"

The shadows of lost past stretch on endlessly
They are off to find someone else to redefine
Reaching out to imbrace whats long gone
Seething with hate...
And start to fear whatever may come

A silent lake hides the scream
Like a dying veil...weakening against the roar...
I try to look for what's best...
But...I end up finding death instead...

Now to seek out what has been broken and severed...
Are'nt we all sick of dancing in this spiral?

Sometimes I pretend Im still alive...
And regret when I lost the pieces of the puzzle...

We have been walking in the wrong direction for miles and miles...
But sometimes....
Thick fog can hide our smiles...
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I know......it sucks....
By now, you guys should be tired of angst-written poetry...

 

Loser

Loser with his gun to my head
Loser he wishes I were dead
Loser he hates me to his very core
Loser he calls me a w-h-o-r-e
Loser he loves to cause me pain
Loser he hates to hear my name
Loser he cannot hear my voice
Loser he won't give me a choice
Loser who loves to make me cry
Loser who hates to see me try
Loser he tortures my very soul
Loser he hates to see me whole
Loser cocks the gun in his hand
Loser he puts me in the sand.

 

chi, very... wow, thats all i can say. i like it, but just wow. i think im gonna write a fantasy or something now.

speeding, flying thru outerspace
going so fast its like a race
giant spaceships blasting and fighting
darkness, without all the dramatic lighting

i sit in a big captains chair
all i can do, is sit and stare
i think of firing, the cowards belling
i think of winning, i start the yelling

their ships exlode, their loot is mine
another days work, to make our life shine
it was fun being a pirate,
stealing the riches

ok what did ya think. i dont know how good it is. i really couldnt think of anything else to make it better. so let me know

 

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I've opened the door...
and outside I see... something...
unknown... amazing

 

Well this one is probably crap compared to the ones ya wrote and im not much of a poem writer so here it goes:
No Need

Fear of fear,
thats how i want it,
no need to fake this boldness

Fire for fire,
Thats how it should be,
No need for all these disadvantages.

Tears for tears,
we all want this,
No need for these fake smiles.

Frowns for frowns,
everybody does this,
They are sad,yet happy.
No need for this ####

Well thats it....not too good though

 

Vic its pretty good

heres another by lil old me

Crazy
I once was crazy
They locked me in a room
That made me go INSANE
They put a jacket on me
That didn't stop me
I bounced off all the walls- it was fun
I was so crazy they moved me
Now i am in a cold damp place
There is a pipe in the room it leaks
I am supposed to be alone in this end
Thats what they think i am not alone
I have a little friend in here
Hes a rat. I named him Bill
Oh Mr. President come out and play
I played with him until he got stiff
Then I was taken away
They think i am better now
I can return home
Atleast I still have Bill

 

Heres another i took the chance to write.
All is Well

My clouds banish
but nothings there
emptiness filling the sky
all is well

Nothing is everything
sperates feeling from dying
houses of riddles store me here
Protects me from what is clear
all seems well

Flames upon us....
enslave us....
take us...

I lay under a bed of spikes...
hoping not to bleed...
and all is well
it seems...

 

The feelings struck like a Rose though my heart
The road of life began to part
The pain i felt was gone
The love i felt had begun
It began good with so many tries
But in the end i ended up with tears in my eyes
You told me so many lies
You left me heart in shardes ready to die
You ended it all with one day
I asked my self if there was a way
to undo what had happened
But no solutions came
Myself I blamed
For the love i lost
For the love you tossed aside
But thats the way it was
though I still care because
my heart is struck with your rose

-i don't thinks its all that good i have better i'll post those later-