writing Some Poems I Wrote

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I can't help but look at that dark silhouette behind me,

Crying alone in such a lonely, heart-breaking place.

I recognize myself through and as it.

This has become of you and me.

 

To take no blame is what we all should do.

Things blossom and fade over time.

It's not your fault, not my own.

The memories we have live on.

 

The cherished hope and affection cracks through ice and envelopes us.

But there is no end to that distant exit we seek.

I want to believe we'll still be smiling

Tragically, innocently, guiltlessly

 

I don't want to drown, I don't want to drown

In this endless sea of tears and sadness

I'm right here, I'm right here,

For only you

 

It doesn't matter if you're not the same.

There is no exit for any heartbreak.

Understand, understand,

There is hurt all over this world

 

Let's be happy, let's be happy,

May time heal our wounds.

Let's see, let's see the future,

So we can rejoice as friends once more.

 

Please!

 

I want, I want everything you want.

The future is always uncertain.

But ours wasn't so much.

I still believe.

 

The future still belongs to us!

Home and Life have nothing to lose-

As long as we know

The past, our treasure.

 

Let's call to each other's names.

With our simple, hopeful smiles,

Embrace our distorted feelings.

Friendship, not love.

 

Isn't this the place we always return to?

 

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I'll be waiting....

May be an eternity.

I'm so very sorry,

The ribbons of red nor blue will cut it all off.

Intricate patterns that swirl like dust motes

Appear all over my life..

The sun has been lost.

A slow burning is processed.

Nothing will ever change now.

All my hopes are shattered.

I can only remain to the bitter end.

Choruses of the past do not soothe me any more.

Talk to my sadnesss, talk to the rain.

Talk to my blood, talk to the world's nostalgia.

There is no belonging.

Slowly I drift from this world.

A lost cause is what we are...

What once was..

Is not

Harmony...

Anymore.

Take away, take away everything you want.

It's all yours, time.

 

I don't care if this is surreal;

Nothing will make a difference about what I feel.

 

Unruly Night's Poetry

 

Pain, past, and the future harmoniously join,

The blue night's sighs can be heard,

The night's silvery arched bow aims at its miserable target,

Me.

 

Rusty, brazen bells toll at at cold, solemn midnight.

Short breaths taken,

The nightingale sweetly sings a tune to a tainted, broken, formerly dazzling world.

Burgulars prevail and escape.

 

My pale companion, the day's grim secrets,

unfailingly follows me till the end of time's old passage.

Do I love this earth?

Perhaps, I do

Shamelessly.

 

Your love's feathers are soft and sacred.

Unwillingly we break the glass,

Milky white lilies,

Do not abandon our evening star.

The sea's sandy castle,

You are my grave.

 

Destroy, break, and grant.

Our precious gifts,

Hurtful harmony,

Eerie melody,

Send our prayers at mid-day's shadow

Through the cold, churning river.

 

The unkind world,

Had I fallen into,

Had I been born onto,

Should we love but praise?

 

Glorious Night,

Let me peacefully sleep.

Under your smooth, silky darkness,

Away, washed away from the stress and worries,

Allow my forgetfullness.

 

As love turns bitter and frozen,

Let me hang on divinely.

Sleeping in a melancholy world,

Forgiving and forsaken,

Do I smile pleasantly.

 

Fallen and born here,

I want to love this blood-soaked world without fear.

Instead of being forgiven, forgive and have faith,

And remain on the face of this earth

To count the tearful days that pass.

 

A phantom carriage parts the darkness,

On its way to where there is light.

The trap known as dreams,

Lures us into the inferno.

 

 

To the merciless gods above the sky,

We sing.

No cry will get through;

Let us become firewood that has been burnt until we are hollow.

And burn that sky until it is no more.

The darkest, sweetest night sneaks up on us,

 

The night we praise and hope for,

A forgetful, forgiving, peaceful one,

Resides beside us until we lose ourselves completely.

And rebuild ourselves one more.

 

Sweet wounds of love become heartless scars,

Reminders of the past,

Worries do we have,

Cast them, scatter them, as dust,

In the wind.

 

No fretting, no worrying,

The end of the world will be delayed.

Peace be upon us all,

Cry no more bloody tears as a brilliant dawn shows up.

 

A gift, a restart, a wish, a miracle, a godsend,

Do we know.

Morrow's glorious dawn will call the end to this sorrowful but sickly sweet night.

And so, we wake up,

Engulfed in crystal-clear reality.

 

We open our chastened eyes,

And see our so called "precious world".

 

I posted this on another site as Pastaa~Chao.

 

 

Wisdom Lace

Edited December 29, 2011 by Wisdom Lace

[Robojot 152]

nice poems i really enjoyed them !

[CWdragonite 0]

Awesome poem

[Inkfeather 597]

I do like the poems very much, the feelings that you put into them are amazing. I think they are lovely.

 

I have some critisism on these as I just want to help a fellow poet to improve.

 

It destroys the joy of reading it when the sctructure of the poem is out of rhythm.

 

As a poet myself, I see no sctructure in your writing. I feel no emotional rhythm as I read these.

 

Some of the lines needs to be rewritten In my opinion. No offense.

 

The cherished hope and affection cracks through ice and envelopes us.

But there is no end to that distant exit we seek.

I want to believe we'll still be smiling

Tragically, innocently, guiltlessly

The first line is almost twice as long as the others. The rhythm breaks off with every 3 or 4th line throughout the first poem.

 

Personally I would have written this like:

 

Cherished hope, affection.

Cracking the ice, embracing us.

No end to the the distant exit.

The exit that we seek.

I want to believe.

Believe that we'll still be smiling.

Tragically.

Innocently.

Guiltlessly.

 

My style may be very different from you, but I feel that theres more control in the words and phrases.

 

Thanks for the lovely read though. I always enjoy reading poetry from others.

 

If you want to, you can go check out some of my own poetry, it might inspire you. Yours inspired me to write something atleast.

 

Links:

 

http://mlpforums.com/topic/2571-justice-of-heart/

 

http://mlpforums.com/topic/2472-i-love-dreaming/

 

http://mlpforums.com/topic/2432-out-of-place-more-poetry-so-beware/

 

http://mlpforums.com/topic/2429-inspiration/

Edited December 29, 2011 by Lamii

[pondus30 152]

Nice poem you got there

[super*specialSTAR 19]

Lamii, thanks for the great advice.

[Ezynell 2,037]

Sorry to not have any constructive criticism, but your poems are really good.