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Post by Halo on Sept 25, 2012 20:01:36 GMT -5
Figured I might as well. Seeing as I have a bunch of poetry without many who would appreciate them. Not sure if you guys will, but why not give it a go?
Not all of them I put up will be my best work. I have bunches of old and new poetry. I'll put the dates they were written when I can. Many will have been quickly written ones while others will have gotten more thought.
Some will be obvious. Some may be quite hard to interpret. [However, Cindy happens to be able to interpret almost all of my poetry quite well, so if you don't wanna ask me, ask her. She's amazing. She once interpreted a poem I wrote that even I had no idea what it really meant. I will post that one on here as well.] Many will be pertaining to my own life situations at the time they were written while others will not have to do with me personally at all. That's all up to you to think about.
I hope you like them. Or at least some of them. Feel free to leave comments for opinions or constructive criticism. I don't care if you post on this thread. I will simply put all the poems in one post at the top, so it won't be too cluttered if you guys wanna leave comments. ^_^ Enjoy!
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Post by Halo on Sept 25, 2012 21:17:10 GMT -5
[Cindy suggested I put this one up first. It's an oldie, but I like it.]
Sinking 12-9-07
I dip my feet, the water cool My heart alive, and just one rule
That I should leave before I die My choking lungs, I tell them lies
Seven feet in, eight, nine, and ten No going back now, no air to lend
My consciousness now is slipping away I’ll die now on this sorrowful day
I hear some screams, some panic now So soon I’ll soar above the clouds
My vision gone, I’m sinking deeper I feel a hand, I’m getting sleepier
Too late, too late, it’s death I now don My mind is gone, my mind is gone…
Storm 12-9-07
The thunder rolls Above the hills The lightning strikes And always kills
The rain is coming Down like nails The wild wind It howls and wails
The tribe below So unprotected Their cries for mercy Are rejected
The icy cold That killed them all Laughed and mocked And watched them fall
What You Wore 12-9-07
Without you I am cursed And near you I am dead And all these mindless thoughts Keep gnawing at my head
You think that I am crazy You think that I’m insane Well maybe it is true but You are always in my brain
Tomorrow live or die And fate is in your hands And I think that I’ll go mad In all your power and demands
My insides are decaying My body is no more My theories are forgotten As I remember what you wore
[This next one, probably won't make much sense to you unless you really dig deep for it. Cindy interpreted it to me very, very well, actually. Trust me, it has meaning, it's just one of my more... strange ones.]
In the Midst of You 4-22-08
In the midst of you, and what a pity And so help me, I enjoy this To and fro where cautions leak Upon the graves of minds we seek
Until then, my patience ends A plainly sight, no air to lend It seems we’ve all come crashing through At times we’re mad and things protrude
If all we sought were nails of gold We might as well have sold, and you You think I cannot hear you laugh But you are bathing in the words
Of all the insolent things to say In sight as plain and gold as hay To no one does your pity end To you we all sit and pretend
That we have meaning, life, a soul It is you, I mind you not, Shall look upon yourself one day And see the creature writhe in pain
To bear this is a burden high But though you cast us to the sky In one and more a life you see The meaning means no more to thee
What can I say, you think and think But that does not give you the right To see in awe and all you see And still you mean the world to me
If Comes the Day 5-16-08
If comes the day When mine own love Will one day love me back
I won’t be lying In the dark My body lined in black
I won’t be paralyzed My mind An avid, lustful beast
With which, you, whom My heart adores But me you love the least
I’ll no longer have My insides burn In every waking minute
My needs fulfilled My heart a whole My stalking ways be finished
I won’t be lying here Right now My mind a swirling matter
To only hug you, hold you Love you Is all that really matters
Fire 7-18-08
Taking fire Building wrath Burning water Chilling gash
Tipping lava Over pours Leaking down To fill the sores
Checking time Too much left Breathing cease Color theft
Knife in hand And eyes ablaze Falling bones Mind a maze
Nothing left To turn or creak Lying cold Left numb and weak
To Lie Upon the Grass 7-18-08
Tonight to lie upon the grass In skin I woefully wear To look upon the stars and wish If only they could spare A little of their light And give my life a little spark Then maybe I will smile And I won’t be in the dark If better came my will to be No sorrow everlasting Then maybe, love, I would have you And I’d discard my masking To only lie with you right now Upon this emerald grass Would make me whole, my heart anew And love I’d have at last
The Treacherous News 7-18-08
The treacherous news…
I remember my first family They’re the ones who brought me to life Ah, yes, old Anna and John Parsley How sweet they were
My second family, when I was six They attached a swing to me And would swing, swing, swing Through the summer days
I was twenty when the Walshes moved in I think they were my favorite They would lie in the hammock and talk to me They were my joy and happiness then
The years flew by and By my sixth family, I was 75 They spent lots of time reading under me They were like my smile I could not show
And now I am 124 The Histers have moved on And now I have heard the news I have received the treacherous news
I will not hear another family Clatter through the house For the house will be no more And I… am to be cut down
Below the Bellowing City 8-23-08
And if ever you go If ever you rise Above my love-sick cradle
My fears born bright My pride a mistake My life a flickering candle
And you would have Me think you mad Only to give you my pity
I spat on the ground And sang of your tears Below the bellowing city
There Once Was a Guy... 1-29-07
There once was a guy Who ate a pie And thought that it tasted swell
But after an hour His stomach felt sour And his head didn’t feel very well
Then the doctor had said In a day he’d be dead For he had Mad Pie Disease
So he went out that day And did everything his way Even robbed a few stores if he pleased
But then later that day He found out the hard way That he wasn’t gonna die after all
So now he’s in jail He ain’t gettin’ no bail And all for a doctor’s bad call
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Post by Halo on Jun 13, 2014 19:51:14 GMT -5
Broken, Alone, Ashamed 4-10-13
I turn around and before me see A crater filled with vacancy Of starving ghosts that once were fed By wounds we took upon the head
When did all feelings come to be A door frame built on trust only? When gusts of tired storms came through You, with my weary soul, were true
But soon as Wait came crashing in My sorrow did at once begin While nurtured was the soul in me The soul outside felt agony
The secret was not long in hiding People talk, their words deciding What truth is real and truth is fake And that, dear, was your cruel mistake
The fear and pain I dealt with nightly Left me to treat you impolitely Your childish confusion could not convince My mind was made up and had been since
The blame on you I solely dealt Too much pain, no forgiveness felt I was ready to go, I was ready to leave But that’s when Truth crept upon my sleeve
My eyes grew wide as it all came out I wanted to shout, I needed to shout But my quick believing left you in rage No turning back of this fault-splattered page
I stood there and watched while my soul melted ‘way Oh, how could it be that I was not betrayed? My fingers, they fled up to my splintered mind It melted, it melted, no feeling was kind
And that’s when I felt it, her last dying cry Inside me the soul floated up to the sky To my knees I fell hard, now nothing remained I was left to be broken, alone, and ashamed…
Daisies 5-11-12
Within the darkened shadows Of a frigid empty mind We freeze in the depths Of madness Weaving flames upon the Charcoal Black as the Raven’s wise Beak A peak in the mountains Covers your mind from me I look over it and see A harmony of dead swallows Feathers glistening with the Chill of silence And beyond them A sea of blood-red daisies Swaying in the breeze Screaming at me in tiny, melodic voices “Fall into us, die in us!” I can do nothing short of Honoring their desperate request And as their bloody petals Begin to drown me You float out of me Like a pure dove Pulled up by its wings
Dawn 5-3-12
The reason why I sigh Is you
I’m supposed to be Happy So far you are true
But will you last? Oh, will you last? I find myself in wonder
These thoughts inside Collide Like the clash of thunder
You don’t think the same I blame Myself for letting you
Think I’m worth it Think I’m something Don’t expect my heart as true
So far nothing’s crashed No one’s been lashed Nothing’s turned out wrong
But how can it be? It’ll change, you’ll see We’ll wake up to a bloody dawn
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