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alexa-sz
American As I have said in one of my poems: Once I have a pencil in my hand I am the god of my own little world I can make my world however I choose...
In the shadows she is strong but the sunlight hides her truth She blooms in the winter but scurries from the spring knowledge of faith doors to freedom further they open for her to just walk through but yet she stays watching it open and close like the talking mouths of people who come to see her then leave She is the girl who is the one who holds her own she doesn't want the search light to shine one her or the ocean of change to move her she is contempt yet yearning more afraid to just reach out and grab it
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Mar 5, 2012
Mar 5, 2012 at 3:14 AM UTC
The Girl Who is
When lies make it better but make it burn worse when friendship denies you true comfort and safe Where trust is planted doesn't always make the flower grow compassion and belief shrink and die beneath the snow defeat controls you and that final feeling of loss the dryness of feelings too dry for tears heaviness of heart ache in mind what would you do? when you loose your step?
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Feb 3, 2012
Feb 3, 2012 at 1:35 AM UTC
Lies
Those fantasies that thrill you the blush burns on your face only when the reality hits you and the feeling fades away You could wish upon a thousand stars except the chance is one in a million if only it was as easy as a dream if only it was reality not just a stupid fantasy
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Dec 23, 2011
Dec 23, 2011 at 7:47 PM UTC
Fantasies
How can something so normal disturb one so much voices of the past ring truth ***** lies one avoids but knows deep down Mind aching of annoyance shallow words that sink in no more mask to hide behind for that secret is now known What is the reality of the norm when what was once normal is no longer when that flower of innocence dies and in its place grows disappointment with a hidden droplet of relief it's not hard to know what you have found but to those surprised eyes one me seek that faint light that reminds of the time one was once just like that and it pulls and it pries the regret that hangs low but this strange goodness this grateful feeling to know the winds of change have come your way
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Dec 21, 2011
Dec 21, 2011 at 12:57 AM UTC
The winds of change
The idea always seemed absurd yet now it seems so grand is it love? or is it something else? It leaves tingles from head to toe like it never has before Is it love? or am I not imagining it so? A first love can it be or is it just my head a feeling deep down feels an unexplainable way I could be wrong fooled by lust wanting this for too long giving in to much trust I just don't know it's like no other like something spoke and I finally listened reach out now hands of love bathe me in your kind touch then hold me tight and lead me forward and never let go without a fight I feel you know as I fall into something way to new and your warmth gives me something more than anything I could expect so is it love? or is it not? tell me please? what I have sought
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Aug 28, 2011
Aug 28, 2011 at 3:16 AM UTC
Is it love?
Hah, you think you know you think you can you think you can pull me to the ground You try to rip me limb from limb you try to split me mind to heart I will not take this I will not fall I will find who I am without your talk I need to put this to an end this constant pulling you are obviously not my friend
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May 15, 2011
May 15, 2011 at 7:29 PM UTC
You can't pull me down now!
What happens? When you are done with a dream? Does it disappear? Does it fade? does it wander off? or go back where it came? How come you don't remember those sweet sun beams? How come you can't enter the darkest of dreams? What happens to dreams once you awake? Where do they go to? Will they ever return?
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Apr 18, 2011
Apr 18, 2011 at 6:18 PM UTC
Where do dreams go?
theirs a heaviness in my heart an ache in my head a weight on my shoulders I can't go to bed my mind to full thoughts thoughts that bring tears to my eyes regrets and sorrows of this small period of time how can so many bad things happen in such a little time? I wish they understood I wish they knew the pain I feel listening to them talk talk about me and all I've done wrong They can't leave me alone they can't just give me my light they have to find reasons on why it isn't right They have to remind they have to bring it back can't they see I am trying can't they see what I am looking at then of course the other things bringing me down with friends and family and people all around No one knows the stress I'm going through no one can give me a break writing and music are all I got to release myself from this pain
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Mar 14, 2011
Mar 14, 2011 at 3:59 PM UTC
bad times
Hold Hands with me with life and joy I will hold your hand forever and ever I wont let go until you say you go you slow but until then you have my faith my heart and... my hand.
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Mar 9, 2011
Mar 9, 2011 at 5:17 PM UTC
Hold hands
No Yes Why? Why not? Unlikely but reasonably possible you can't can This is stupid this is good Why go through this everything will change Me Me Waste Worth it I wont get there you will Help Stay strong Keep going Hide Live
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Mar 9, 2011
Mar 9, 2011 at 5:16 PM UTC
my two sides