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Post by ღRedwoodღ on May 30, 2006 20:46:41 GMT -5
lol, I cannot write at all, but here are poems I've written when I am Seriously into it (And they STILL betray me...!)
The worst of the Best: The worst of the best, Comes when thinking of the best, then thinking of the worst, that could come from the best. Bringing out the worst, from the best, Brings out the best, from the worst, But... Not many take the best from the best, and the best from the worst, making the world all the best... Mostly it's taken the worst from the worst... from the bestest in the worstest... So bring the Best From the best, and stop dreaming of the worst Cause the worst is going to come wether we like it or not, But there will always be an end to it, and so bring it to the best. And in the end... You'll be bringing the BEST, from the worst.
Could you guess that a weapon would be in your hands The next day of life was about to just change You've no say in the world.
You've got what you've got Put yourself from your pockets To take the world from your world and loose it The tears that you dropped would just think it I'd cry But I'd die Theres no pain in pain with you
I live my life A gone to my word Now I walk to find you no matter the cost Every night they are lost And I am astray The gun beats the gun beats The world in astray
So sing me a song when I cry The night turns to day And I'm still alive for now
Save the life I once knew You could do I will miss you and love you But it's just too late
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Post by Allura on May 31, 2006 20:44:48 GMT -5
I like 'em =) Here's one: So this is where we part, Tears streaming from our eyes, As we look back on the start. If only we hadn't met, Then we wouldn't be crying, But as of yet, Time can't go back. This pain it has caused, For my heart to shatter, to crack. Oh, this is good-bye, I bid farewell, Feeling that with each sob I'll die. You've had my heart, You really did, Now I can't bear to be apart. But it was my mistake, you see. You have some many reasons, To hate me. Oh, good-bye my love, My angel, my star, Shining ever bright above. Hmm, bet you can't guess where my 'muse' came from lol.
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Post by ÛžBeachbaby411Ûž on May 31, 2006 22:50:53 GMT -5
Here's mine
The Reflection Look at me now Could you believe it's me Me who was onces so alone So angry defiant Now so soft and lovely I see my reflection in your eyes I think of me before you Before I learned to laugh Before I learned to love Before I learned to cry Before I would let my heart soften And I know who I am I am the one who have helped to shape I am the one who's tenderer than I used to be My hard heart has softened And you are the one who did it Who taught me that to love isn't a crime Who taught me that one tear is not something to be ashamed of And I cry all my tears for you And I laugh all my laughs for you And I smile all my miles for you And I give all my heart to you alone
Not a good one, just what two minutes will give me...
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Post by Allura on Jun 7, 2006 8:58:02 GMT -5
The Strength To Move On-Wingz
I'll look deep inside, In myself, And confide, These fears, These pains, These tears. This strength I can't find, So I hope you don't mind, If I give up, So broken. Look in these eyes, As a gaze into yours, Obviously such, i'm not very wise, but I can, Pull through, From This pain, Just for you. The foal inside on me.
It wasn't your fault, So I will not, Bring your unborn life to a halt, Though I long to die. For you I won't cry, And I will pull through, I'll do it all, Just for you.
Though I couldn't see, That's all he wanted from me, Now I am not blind, And this strength, I soon will surely find. For I owe you a chance, I'll move ahead, No backwards glance. I will move on, Even with all hope gone.
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Post by ÛžBeachbaby411Ûž on Jun 15, 2006 22:14:17 GMT -5
The guns won't beat me there {Du Silbena Datia} Ispired by: Redwood (hi) I have lived my life in the shadows Plotting for your end It seems just like the dress I wear To hide my life away
One look in your eyes and I know who you are The anger that fills me And the tears that do drop Are all wasted on you
In this dreadful place There is no escape No where for you to run but I won't let the guns beat me there
The life I have spent And the plots I have made are ready to be used It is time to shed the dress I have worn And I won't let the guns beat me there
For every tear and I've ever dropped And every fight I've ever fought Will not be done in vain If I don't let the guns beat me there
The taste of sweet vengance is now to be felt With interlocked legs and one final bite I am on the ground But I didn't let the guns beat me there
As the sun starts it's rise And the day starts to light I get up to fight one more fight So the guns will not beat me there
And at the end of my life I've but one thought The dress I've been wearing, ain't a dress at all My life is based on this There is nowhere to run There is nowhere to hide Your world will end when the sun strikes dawn
With you on the ground and a bullet in my neck Thoughts are zipping through my mind of the fights I have fought But one thought stands strong I have shed the dress I've been wearing, for I didn't let the guns beat me there.
This poem is about a horse who has had a life long goal to kill her father. It is supposed to be held in a slaughter house where she fights her last fight and makes her life-long goal, after she has killed him, she dies. But she is all right because she made her goal by not letting the guns of the slaughter house beat her to his death.
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Post by ღRedwoodღ on Jun 15, 2006 22:29:32 GMT -5
Beautiful Disaster {Inspired by my Religion}
She walked to the church in the back of the room She sat down during worship, not thinking of the song Or those who stood up on stage urging singers along She'd no voice for this because she was so far away There was no welcome for her to stay
Then came the prayer to end it, She stood up to leave the sendit Why could they not neal and pray' but sit in their chairs to say
To him we sang but we had no words but symbols that came from their lips Were they really meaning what they said They were praying to all dead
So she left to the park Where she screamed in the dark I have sinned Father I have sinned! Save me from the life I have yet to begin
I love you with my heart Bring my words to your ears I love you I love you...
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Post by Allura on Jun 16, 2006 20:48:20 GMT -5
A Mistake (By me)
I have made my mistakes, And I do regret, Some things i have done, But I won't admit it to you yet.
I have made my choices, You may not agree, but it's my life, Don't you see?
It is ment for me to live, For me to break, For me to fix, Be it true or fake.
I can't be serious, It seems I can only lie, I say i'm happy, But I just want to die.
I break down, My eyes filled with tears, But I have no one, In which to confide my fears.
I am so scared, I need some help, I quiver in the corner, With a slight,quiet yelp.
I didn't mean to hurt you too, I didn't think you'd care, But now everyone turns, To look and to stare.
Can't they see that, This was all to get back at you, Because you hurt me, And I wanted to hurt you too.
But I realise now, It was such a big mistake, But my heart is still yours, To fill or to break.
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Post by ÛžBeachbaby411Ûž on Jun 18, 2006 18:54:38 GMT -5
These are two of my better poems
Yours and Yours and Yours By: Me
The world that I love and the heart that I have The tears I have dropped and the fights I have fought Were yours and yours and yours The things that you screamed and the heart that you broke The knife in my back and the sirens that came Were yours and yours and yours The agony that came and the pain still left The life that they saved and the heart that is healing Were yours and yours and yours The apologies you gave and the refusals you got The pain that you caused and the love that you lost Are mine and mine and mine...
The love that could have saved By: Me Inspired by: religion and someone who you will never know
I wanted to tell him But I was afraid I'd let myself love him And have my heart broke But now it doesn't matter For my heart is broken still So why did he do it When he had my love and someone's above? As he lays in his last bed to return back to home I lean down and tell her that words that could have save "You have all my love and someone's above, so why did you do it?" I fell to my knees Overcome with my pain And cried to the heavens "Oh, Lord, please forgive him. He didn't know of her love! He didn't know of your kingdom above If there's one that I know That needs angel's wings Then, Lord it is him, so let him have what he deserves. Please Lord, I beg you to give him what he deserves!" One tear fell to his face and stuck to his cheek But it wasn't my own for my love wasn't love Next to the one from above Now, the angels were crying For the loss of this soul and the heart that was broken But I knew as I stood And kissed his whisper soft cheek That he was up with them And grinning that grin For now he knew who loved him And it was not only mine But the love of above that healed his broken soul
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