writing A Poem...or Two

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So...yeah, writing poetry is one of my favorite past times when I'm in the right mood for it. I have a small collection of about 130 poems I've written over the years, and I decided I'd like to share some of it with y'all. Whether or not it is any good, I'll leave that up to the readers to decide. But besides being a release for my emotions, I'd like to think that maybe somebody would enjoy it. In the past, I've received a few positive comments for a few pieces I've written, so here's hoping. In any case, here's two I've written in the past month to get (me) started.

 

The Ball

 

Sit there still

Gaze out over nothing

Let the world whisk you away

 

We all explode

Into the stars

Come back to the sky

 

I waited on baited breath

For the day of this moment

I waited so patiently

 

Velvet sunsets spotlighted

The events of our night

To the silver sunrise

 

All our hearts beat by beat

Sink into slumber

To dream a heart's desire

 

Watch our eclipse unfold

 

Dancing in the moonlight

These broken tears fall all around

And wait for the close

 

Fall upon a tempting sight

Remains to be the reason

A simple smile will do

 

You implied a need to be here

To show all of your world

A better place to be

 

Kiss and disappear

 

Leave all your troubles here

 

 

The Wildflower

 

On a day of no importance

A single leaf tells us all

The story of who we are

What we've become

 

Can you see the shining sun?

Will you listen, hearing your call?

This tree can't be

The truth or the lies

 

I may seem, out of place

I may seem, lost today

But I will be not afraid

As I look far ahead

 

This leaf falls to the ground

A life lived, A life lost

No one cared, nobody noticed

But I did

 

Summer brings us down

From the warmth of winter

That harsh sun

Shows reality in all light

 

I'm not here to sit around

I'm only here to watch

The world run its course

With or without me in it

 

She only did the right thing

But was it just for her?

It drew me in

And I cast it aside

 

I may seem, unaware

I may seem, uncaring and shallow

That there's nothing left of me

That only my body remains here

 

But I can see

Where I am

And I can understand

Who you are

 

When the seasons tell me

I missed my chance

I tell them I never could

Be what she always wanted

 

Unhappy, I may or may not be

But that has always been my destiny

Unsure, lost in myself

This leaf continues to haunt me

 

Can you be, this living forest

Can you show, every branch and limb?

I can climb to the top

But not before now

 

As I watch this leaf, lying on the ground

I feel all is lost

Until the wind blows, picks it up

And carries it far, far away

 

A hope for me renewed

 

[Pan the Fabulous Ferret 2,642]

I came here with expectations, and you blew me away.  Both of these pieces are, for lack of better words, amazing. You deserve many people telling you this as well.

 

Summer brings us down From the warmth of winter That harsh sun Shows reality in all light  

 This line, simply genius.

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Wow, I didn't even realize there was a reply to this thread. Either my attention needs some work, or the notification system does. Yeah, it's definitely just me.

 

Thanks for the kind words, I do appreciate the input. I plan to add more to this thread in the coming days and weeks, hopefully I can get more awesome people like yourself to comment and improve upon my works.

 

I'm not on my computer which has the majority of my poem collection at the moment, but I do have one or two on my little netbook here which may or may not be worth sharing...

 

EDIT: Erm... the spoiler function seems to not be working correctly at the moment. :/

Contradiction

 

How can it be so simple?

Why does it mean so much?

What can I do, what can I say

But "this won't work."

 

If I could forgive

If I could understand

I would be golden

But tormented still

 

The unanswered question

Remains a burdon upon my mind

She could end it, once and for all

But leaves me to drown in my labrynth

 

I find no solace, despite my efforts

In the supposed comfort

Of that which I created

But still I try

 

Day by day, my sanity wanes

As the reality of existance sets in

I ask the question, the answer is given

But I can't believe it

 

When mistakes made, come back to haunt

There should be no reason to return

There should be knowledge, experience

But it appears, easily forgotten

 

Secrets and lies, unavoidible evils

Make us who we really are

We all harbor our share

But they shouldn't be all we are

 

You cannot look upon the past

Knowing how much it matters

And pretend it never did

But that's what we do

 

We want to forget

We would like to erase

To make everything right

But everything is not

 

The stories, the avoidment

Mean bounds more than the truth

I am tempted to bring the light

But my love betrays, and is betrayed

 

I only want fairness

If these mistakes cannot be undone

Then mistakes of my own shall be made

But how can I commit them?

 

To have what I desire, what I need

I must become what I despise, accquire what I never wanted

So I can have what I do

But if I can't do it

 

What shall become of me?

 

Cracks

Consumed, I feel the plight

Of a young mind buried alive

In a world of confusion

 

Growing inside me, I am bitter

But on the outside, unaffected

From both, my insanity stems

 

The story of a broken heart

Begins with a broken home

Ending with no end at all

 

A fear I can't contain

A feeling we can't overcome

This nightmare remains

 

I have come to question

Every thought, every action

But hide my own

 

In this suspended reality

My heart, my thoughts remain

Only to fester and grow

 

Something I never wanted

That I've yet to accept

But have taken upon myself

 

In the name of what is righteous

I come to find a sense of wrong

In all that I ponder

 

Just one more step

Towards the simple solution

I may never take

 

Sacrifice my integrity

Swallow all my pride

To comfort the guideless mind

 

Take all my ambitions

Throw them all away

You have what I am

 

Every truth I know

Or what I knew

Takes all I have to hold on

 

I found this poem in my poem journal tonight. (I've had it for three years, it's where all of them are written in or collected). It's the latest entry in there, but it isn't dated like every other one. Nor titled. Strangest of all... I don't remember writing it. But I'm the only one who knows where this journal is kept, and it's definitely in my handwriting. I wish I could say I was joking.

 

So...  yeah, I'm a little weirded out. But I thought it was an interesting, if not very well written, little piece that I (apparently) came up with... at some point. Gave it a simple title once discovered. Enjoy?

 

The Emerald Pond

 

 

Around the emerald pond

A new idea is born

A thought that ripples both on the surface

And the depth of our minds

 

Dawn breaks, a new path is chosen

Through the thick of the woods

A burst of light is seen

Do we dare discover?

 

All of your children

They'll ask where you went

Wonder where you are

All I can do is break their hearts

 

Make a wish, and wait

For the time anyone listens

Stare into the that emerald pond

Watch your wishes wash away

 

This new state of mind

Was not asked, nor ever called for

But it's what you wanted

To leave it all behind

 

Oh what a wonder

A sight that all must see

A joyous moment in history

The saddest moment of our lives

 

We turn back, our journey at an end

To find a hole in the Earth

Our emerald pond, empty and dry

Was it ever there at all?

 

How we all smiled then

Convinced of our insanity

The brightest of ideas

Eveloped every last soul

 

We wander now, lost but content

Our fate left to chance

Not a worry in the world

We simply wait, and wish

 

While we gather around the new emerald pond

Edited January 27, 2013 by Abstract