Okay now my peoms are not of the bright chipper cheerful sort - usually. so most of it involves darkeness,evil and death. so here goes:


The Darkness it pulls me
I can not resist its beck and call
I am drawn to the shadows
I am drawn to the deepest parts of the sea
The Darkness it pulls me

The Darkness it pulls me
Engulfing my senses
Drowning my thoughts
Killing what is left of my soul
The Darkness it pulls me

The Darkness it pulls me
Should I embrace it
Or
Should I shun it
The Darkness it pulls me

The Darkness it pulls me
Into its pits
Tearing me apart
Choking my throat
The Darkness it pulls me


Tell me what you think im sure it sucks a$$ but its worth a try........

I'm not that bad am I or has nobody read it yet?

Why do you not rescue me from this prison I am held in?
Staring at me through the cold metal bars,
Those warm chocolate eyes they once were,
Now cold and dead,
Watching always watching,
Why do you not rescue me, I ask you?
Those thin pale lips never moving,
Never comforting,
Why do you just sit there not loving?
Never hating?
Yet you must hate me, for you do not rescue me,
Yet you must also love me, for you are here with me always,
Outside the prison which I call my heart.



someone reply anybody? I can't possibly be that bad ?can I?

I knew it I stink at poetry................... o! well heres is another poem if anyone is readin this please reply and tell me what you think..........



I hold the blade to the moon,
Watching it shimmer in the pale light,
Blinding me for a moment,
I cut, unmoving, watching as the warm blood flows,
Like a river, down my arm,
Into the Earth,
I cut once more,
Never wincing or crying,
I do not know how much time has passed her in this meadow of my death,
For Time is at a standstill,
I raise the knife for the last time,
Take my last breath upon this cruel heartless world,
I plunge the knife to my heart,
And my life is lost.

Woah dudette!!! These are amazing, and NO, your poems Don'T suck.. ....lol.



More pls... I really like the Darkness one and the assassinating one, woah, graphic!!!

Thanks all my friends said they suck soo i thought they did! will try to post a few more soon I left the latetest two at school.....

These are really good! I can just tell how you really feel. Good use of details! :flowersmile:

thanks for reviewing my poems....I like yours too...very angst and imaginary....if you'd like a tip just put the most lovely imagery you can think of in your poems...but make sure you understand it, and it doesn't matter if anyone else does =) keep writing and don't let your friends discourage you!

I am running through Time,
Through Fire and Ice,
When will I reach the end of this long dark road?
I am flying through Air,
Through Snow and Water,
When will I find what I am looking for?
I am walking through Trees
Through Dirt and Sunshine,
When will I come to the end of this journey?
I am gliding through life,
My never ending journey,
For I can never die,
Yet I may never live,
I will never reach the end of the long dark road,
Nor find what I am looking for,
I will never come to the end of my journey,
I am running through Time and Eternity.


Thanks for the replies!

ooh, second line- "Through Fire and Ice"!!!!!!!! See my recent posts in my topic for why that is making me happy...Lol wonderfully written!

I am lost in the swirling waters of your pale blue eyes,
I can not breathe,
I can not think,
Your eyes they pull me under their spell,
I am drowning in your eyes,
Who shall save me? I do not know
For it is only you and I here in your mind,
Your eyes control the bridge from my soul to yours,
They control my every thought and feeling,
Is this love?
For if it is, I do not want love,
Will I drown in this love of ours?

WOW, lovely! And HONESTLY, I know people say this all the time, but your *friends* Must be Jealous!



pams... :rose:

Quite possibly they are! working on a sonnet so youll have to wait till tomorrow Dawn Bloom!

Your music it surrounds me,
Sometimes loud, sometimes soft,
Strong then timid,
It is like the soft gentle breeze on a sunny day,
It surrounds me in a blanket of stacato notes,
What music do you play?
All I can hear is the music,
Now strong and angry, Soft and sorry,
What music is this that you play?
I can hear it, I can feel it,
The music is in my soul, heart and body,
It is rich and colorful,
But what is it that you play?

Hhmmmmmmm, what is *that* you play?


PAMS

:rose:

The wind it caresses your proud face,
The water is lapping at your feet,
Running towards me,
I see you smile,
Laughter fills my mind,
You are so beautiful in the morning light,
An angel from the heavens above,
More lovely than life itself


much more sentimental but my english teacher loved it.

You haunt my dreams,
I see you every night,
With those bright blue eyes,
Who are you?
Why do you haunt my dreams?

Your face so proud and strong,
I see it in my dreams,
Your lips, so full and red,
Saying something I cannot hear,
What do you want with me?
Why do you haunt my dreams?

You cry some nights,
Tears for me I know,
Other nights, you beam with pride,
Who are you ? Do I know you?
Why do you haunt my dreams?


This poems was inspired by my own dreams............ hope you like!

Wow- thats really good keep postin!

ItS gR8 tO fiNd soMEonE wHo unDerStanDs. KeeP pOStiN'

You try to pull me from my box,
But I will not go,
You beg and whine, threaten and bribe,
But I will not go,
I like my box,
So enclosed and alone,
Away from the world and the rest of mankind,
For I am a hermit,
So alone and free,
Wandering were I please,
Doing what I please,
Being me.


I am technichly a hermit I socialize most online. tehe!

This is so good. KeEp It Up

Running through life,
Without a care or a thought,
Not knowing what is going on around me,
Who am I? What I am doing?
I must slow down before it is too late,
I need to enjoy life,
Have fun,
Notice the beautiful world around me.


sorry my huge typo my friend is the hermit I can necer get her to do ANYTHING!

Why must you torture me so?
Not telling me what you want me to do,
You frustrate me so,
You are the teacher, I am the student,
Please teach me what you want me to learn,
I am sick of English, yet you teach me English,
I hate math, yet you teach me math,
What I want to learn is what I can’t learn from you,
But you want me to learn it too,
So tell me how to learn it.


ok this is most likely confusing but its about someone who wants to learn love and compassion but doesnt know how to.... and thier teach can't teach it to them because L&C is something you must learn on your own.

I like it :flowersmile: :flowersmile: :flowersmile:

Thank you ! :rose: :rose: :rose: