Most of these are songs, that are poems without music. I was told about this whilst helping someone with music lyrics so I think I'll go ahead and write one song up and check out the response, if any, that i get. So here goes nothing...


This is called Angel and is something I wrote a looooooooong time ago;


Angel


Have you ever felt your heart was breaking?
Have you ever heard it crack?
The hole that sits inside your heart
That stops you loving back.

But Then in the dark an angel comes
To push all the hurt away
To allow you to love again
Someone, Someday

The Angel knows just what to do
The Angel feels your heartache too
He had his heart broken, when your love for Him split into two
This Angel knows just what I think
He knows I feel for you
My longing to be able to pull through
He knows I need you here right now
He feels it too
And he's trying to somehow make my heart give into you.

My heart it broke when you did cry
And this angels too.
He's watching us, he feels for us,
The pain that we've been through.

The Angel knows just what to do
The Angel feels your heartache too
He had his heart broken, when your love for Him split into two
This Angel knows just what I think
He knows I feel for you
My longing to be able to pull through
He knows I need you here right now
He feels it too
And he's trying to somehow make my heart give into you.

I believe in miracles,
I believe in you
I believe the things I see
The prayers He hears from me.
Telling Him I need him now,
His child is in despair.

The Angel knows just what to do
The Angel feels your heartache too
He had his heart broken, when your love for Him split into two
This Angel knows just what I think
He knows I feel for you
My longing to be able to pull through
He knows I need you here right now
He feels it too
And he's trying to somehow make my heart give into you.

Do you know who my angel is?
He's standing right there next to you.



((hint, hint; there's kinda a religious theme to this. if you think about that you can work out who the angel is))

I'm not too good on the religion side of things, but are a brilliant writer. Your words just seem to sort of flow.

thanks, that si like the biggest best compliment ever! The angel is meant to be jesus.

I thought so, but was not entirely sure.

I call this song "stuck". 'nuff said really.


Stuck


Trapped between two emotions,
Dont know which one I should feel.
Cant believe how I have been treated,
My reality just seems so surreal.

I'm stuck in the middle,
Lost in between.
I may be different,
But I aint naieve.
Caught, torn by two sides,
And hey I'm getting stressed.
Should I be ****** off or depressed
With you.

Come on gimme a clue,
I just dont know what to do.
With the pain in the bottom,
That I affectionately name, you.

I need a break,
I need time,
I need to think,
We need to split from this.

I'm stuck in the middle,
Lost in between.
I may be different,
But I aint naieve.
Caught, torn by two sides,
And hey I'm getting stressed.
Should I be ****** off or depressed
With you.

You know it's right,
You know it's gunna happen,
We need to break away,
Go our separate ways.
I cant deal wih this
Dont need treating this way,
What we had is gone,
And baby, now I'm afraid, that so am I.



What do you think emma number 1? Or anyone else for that matter?

emma number 1 thinks that you are a very good writer and likes the bit

I cant deal wih this
Dont need treating this way,
What we had is gone,
And baby, now I'm afraid, that so am I.

best, but is wondering if you may be warned for the word you used that could also be used to describe a drunk person. Is unsure but you may get warned.

oooooooo yes you're right emma number 1, but well, you cant censor creativity and after all, I am an artist and no-one would censor JKRowling, so why censor me?

I couldn't really give a toss, 20% wouldn't be much anywho.

Yeah, it would muck it up because it fits so well. Your right emma number 2 you can't censor creativity.

Thank you emma number 1, I feel it is a right of everyone to express oneself. Of course cussing and swearing a conversation is just slack. oooo I think I'm being told off as we speak, I just got a PM.

How's come I have 28 views of this and just 8 replies? Are people so lazy as look and not bother to type an opinion. that is the epitome of laziness.

Give us a Chance


I dont know what I feel,
It's like a rollercoaster sometimes.
One moment I'm low,
The next I'm high.

I fell for you before,
That was foolish I know.
I should've seen what was in front of my eyes,
And not a vision of some holy light.

Why cant I stop myself?
I should be able to control the pain.
One moment I think I love you,
The next i refrain.
I think I wanna tell you,
I dunno why.
But hiding this secret, seems wrong,
It dont belong inside.

I told you before,
A while back now,
When I thought it was the time.
It felt so close,
We felt so good,
Me and you together seemed to be right.
But you ignored what I said,
And now I'm left with this lonely fight.

Why cant I stop myself?
I should be able to control the pain.
One moment I think I love you,
The next i refrain.
I think I wanna tell you,
I dunno why.
But hiding this secret, seems wrong,
It dont belong inside.

I cant believe I've fallen,
I fell once before,
I swore this would never happen,
That I would never want you again, Cos the last time I got hurt,
And you, baby, you got scared.

Why cant I stop myself?
I should be able to control the pain.
One moment I think I love you,
The next i refrain.
I think I wanna tell you,
I dunno why.
But hiding this secret, seems wrong,
It dont belong inside.

I now know you didn't wanna face me,
You didn't wanna give us a try.
But baby now I realise,
That I wont always need you.
In my arms you'd never have hurt,
Butjust giveme one good reason,
Why we shouldn't convert.
Transfer all my negative thoughts,
And give you a taste of the hurt,
The hurt that you gave me,
When you treated me like dirt.


like? love? hate? please let me know!

Emma number 1 thinks that you have got some real talent and you are a very good writer who expresses real emotions.
:flowersmile: :flowersmile: :flowersmile:

Thank you emma number 1. Emma number 2 values your opinion but wishes others would express an interest in her obvious talent

Separated.



You are my angel,
I'll never let you go.
I'm sending you this message,
To let my feelings show.

Even though I'm far away,
I'll still remember that day.
When you held me in your arms, so tight,
And told me that you loved me, all thru the night.

I cant see you,
But I can feel your prescence here.
I'll give you my love, regardless,
Whether you be far or near.

When I will see you again,
I do not know,
But this one thing is clear.
My love for you will grow,
Continually stronger,
And of you, i am sure,
That my heart will grow fonder.

So till I have you, back in my arms,
In the embrace in which you belong,
Untill I can feel your lips upon mine, again,
And let all my feelings show,
I hope that this message from my heart, will do
And let's you know how much I need you.

How much I want you,
How much I love you,
And how much I wish for you,
To never let me go.

You shall be by my side, one day,
And on that day we shall set a trend,
It will be just you and me, baby,
Together, forever and back again
Untill the end.

Loathe? Hate? Despise? Like? Love? Let me know alright!!

How many have you written?

urrrrmm about 3 or 4 more...although from here on in, they become slightly more, angry/attacking, sort of worthy of eminem level of angst

So you start oft calm and work your way up then. Anger is good any way.

yeah, alot of those were like lovesick/soppies and afterwards i wrote loads of angry ones. wanna see some?

Sure!

There is like no title for this, but it seems like a sad poem while also angry. Read and decide for yourself.


Everyone knows her,
Yet no-ones her friend,
They all know her name,
And where she began.

She was the quiet one,
Sweet and Unique.
No asssets to boast,
Or strength to compete.

She's the girl who sits,
At the back of class,
The one with the hidden answers.

Heart of truth and purity,
Mind both wild and free.
Imagination onbscured and unruly,
But a soul that was filled with regret, truly.

The one no-one understands,
That no-one attenpts to know.
Wrapped up in their own worlds,
An interest, they'll never show.

It never occurs to them,
As to where she sleeps,
At night.
Where she goes when she's not there,
The hole that she has to crawl into,
And admit herself to her fright.

No-one wanted to know,
No-one wanted to care,
Now the girl they once knew, is not there.

Lock and Chain,
Bolt and knob,
Key and hatchet,
Doors used to block away the pain.

Family, Boyfriends, Arguments,
Led to her seclusion.
The denial of love,
That was so wrongly administered,
Now becomes a threat,
As the toxics sink in,
And this girl slips slowly away.

No-one knew her,
No-one understood,
She was different.

Now everyone cares,
And everyone cries,
For the girl who was lost inside.
They look for the answers,
They ask, oh why,
But the gilr who knows the truth,
Can no longer hear their cries.

She is the one who cant be helped,
Who has been and seen,
All this They have done.

She sighs at their ignorance,
And their selfish cries.
It's too late for her,
She's gone.

She wanted hope for others,
She wanted them to realise,
To learn from their mistakes.
But as They cried, so did she,
As she became the one who realised,
Realised that They would never learn,
They would never stop hurting each other,
No realisations could make,
Those people down there realise and learn from their mistakes.


hate? love? please let me know!

Oh and I just realised, it could be called "No-one" and so that is what i'm calling it! hahaha

:wtf: nah, im jus kiddin, ur a great writer!! i got warned...for having a signature that was to long...how weird. post more

Emma number 2 - you know you have that bit in your sig about being opinionated, I was in a class descussion and was told that I was being difficult. So I said that I am not difficult, i'm just opinionated and got told to shut up and being opinionated is a bad thing to be. I would rather be opinionated then be they norm and go along with the crowd for the sake of it. Most of the people I know, agree for a easier life, not for what they believe in.

I think your latest poem is more sad than angry.

thanks very much, I think

I think it's more sad too. That's exactly how I found out i was opinionated. I get into so many arguemnts because of it that I have to restrain myself sometimes and just shut up.

should i post anymore?

Its up to you. Just hope people don't nick them and claim them as theirs.