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Whispering winds Shallow lines Curved in simplicity Engraved with agony Gasping for air Hidden beneath Covered by shame Coated by society They scream Together cry out Some, selfless and true Question They ask her What could cause my existence She diverts attention Hiding tears and truth I need an end I need bounderies Block me Stray away I am no friend Only pain Step back Think
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:42 AM UTC
The Work of a Knife
"Pull over, let's help him" "Mum please!" Plead two children The mother continues Driving an illogical speed for the city Shaking her head "We can't, we're late" "And we have nothing to give" Lies to her children If she has nothing Yet drives that car Takes her children home, to that house Then what about the man What does he posess If money is nothing Then what is something? Happiness? Does he look happy? Hungry, tired, alone Shivering in the cold She carries on So does he Through ceaseless streets And the pattern of life Wakeup, look out Help
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:41 AM UTC
Have a Heart
He picks up the glass again Not a cup, no Piercing shards Remainders of the night Evidence of affliction Tossed away Once Again To be forgotten Till tomorrow He feels the injustice He's aware of its presence Never taught to run Never taught to speak He stays, basking in his pain In loneliness he cries, in neglect he wipes his own tears; Pats his own back, using a conforting tone, reassures himself Saying, everything's gonna be alright His life is agony His time is short He will depart, soon In a pursuit of a better world Never to have a relationship Only a love She'll drive him through boulders Cause his head to throb Burn his wallet like a lighter and gasoline She'll put him to asleep He'll make her keep him awake She'll take him down that road He'll depart her, and the rest of the world They caused this, She'll be to the blame They could plead 5th She can be scorned Never did they see Never did they look What's to find when not searching They'll continue their life Their son won't He has left them, for something they never knew how to provide Compassion They heard the word, even experienced the word, but never provided it Their greatest posssesion is now gone because they lost sight of their true priorities They will never know He never knew An endless riddle Look at yourself. And Solve.
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:40 AM UTC
A Story
Twisting shadows Surround the palace Causing a haunting aura Keeping guests on their toes Ready to sprint, at any advancing move Wine is served The waitors sudden movements cause the light of heart to flinch Music is playing Harpists strumming Nerves are calmed As the night progresses, The past is forgotten, Intoxication is bliss A guest is refused another glass An uprising evolves Shadows and dignity forgotten a fight emerges on the crowded floor Delightment surrounds the halls Excitement is in the faces of servailers First bruises Now blood The opponent backs away Streaming tears The opponent is led to safety. The inflictor, pushed down. Muscians attempt to uplift the disturbed But sweet songs prove frivilous to the matter Some walk out too much of a night Carridges swerve and crash, A result of drunk choffers Most make it home But some die in pleasure...
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:39 AM UTC
An Ending Night
I stare at the walls, With pleading eyes Prayin that one day, they'll scream out the answer one day i'll sleep One day i'll be calm One day Some day Soon, I hope, I beg I need the answer I need the cause I am dying Fading away It's only a matter of time until I waste away We all know it There's no use denying, hiding from the truth, The reality I have been pushed to the edge And now I must fall off I resist I grasp onto the small bit of faith that hasn't left me yet It's what's keeping me alive It's all that's left of me all that I am I refuse to let my faith go I cannot bear to see it leave I must survive, hold on; One more day, For the rest of my life I will keep my head up Face this world head on I will survive. Somehow.
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:38 AM UTC
Making Peace With Oneself
Sullen stares lighting the way Passing through this great abyss Dreaming away Losing control Gaining doubt My mind has gone Leaving me here: Stranded I see the end I do not stop; desperate for closing This is not what the world has done to me But rather, what i have accepted from it Do not follow me: Off this cliff Take the other way: Reverse See the hope, The chance All that awaits you Live your life Don't look back I have not seen hope Much too long I am done, finished and incomplete Emptiness is looming above Haunting me with the hunger for more My attentiveness, I have lost I no longer see where my hope is It must be out there But who knows Not I Ability to trust: The key to faith, friendship, and success, has failed me now Completely and fully going against itself Untrustworthy trust Pure irony Full truth Nothing is as it seems I no longer beg for justice I have found I'm scared of the meaning Let alone, what it truly amounts to
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:37 AM UTC
Entering Unwantedness
The tree that stood alone Its wounded branches hung- When spring, a happy time Came swerving round the bend The tree stood still It whispered not And stood to stand alone It died that coming fall Memoirs- they came to haunt It stood -and still Hung glooming Because of lonely past Its life had flown away But left the saddened corpse Where which it stood to stand Away, beneath, alone Now day and years alike Have passed the saddened corpse Life and ways have changed But still, the corpse remain Its long since rotted down But still- It is alone.
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:36 AM UTC
A Tree, or Man, Alone
A final blow It ceased the noise Sent ripples through the calmness It sent away What could have been But ne'er had chance to happen Now endless nights And many a drink Have led to only heartaches Echos, they ring Cries, they sing But sorrow is incognizant Ceaseless murmers They'll never silence They haunt my restless sleep They have no heart No soul, no feelings They'll gain no pleasure greater That's when I fade Out, and away Cast into the shadows of life The mental zodiac Infecting the mind Burning it up with toil Work and wonder Mix, twist, plunge Down and in through darkness Brown and green Blended with red Sepia bleeds throughout Now drowned in blue Colors blend Feelings mingle Equivalents were hidden Now dug up, resurfaced Brought into life Once again Winds meet Clouds part Opening chance What never had grace to pardon Has now cleared the air I can see What left a hole A gap in deep dark valleys Now left alone I wander the world Stranded within the forest
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:35 AM UTC
Stranded
Shattered glass and troubled winds Fear maintains persistence Hysteria, muted Alone, and rebutted Latching onto resistance Desperate, for fun Out goes my heart; Here I am, pint of *** The night has yet been dark The mood is nothing, but dreary Our lives have only begun Patient hearts have untrue intentions Acceptence, for only a night of pleasure Shadows hide a past of gloom and spite Morning creeps, and souls, they scramble beneath The poor, the lonely unwanted soul; They see no clear reality They roam helpless and scarred They are indubitably unsure We are here Gone
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:33 AM UTC
Gone
The eyes of tearful past Gaze upward, past small faces I watch him He begins to rise himself Off the coldhearted bench Gazing through the distance Thoughts reoccur in his fading mind He lays back down Roaming, helpless and scarred He lost himself in fear, and that alone Links of steal and agony They fall beneath earth's eye What's left alone to pity Has nothing, than to die Tears of saddened hearts, They are, but a target The world, they are the darts Piercing happiness, in the eye He grazes, in weathered grass Throughout a darkened tranceless state Left to gather thoughts Expected sadness, on the contrary He is dead to the world What are you
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Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 10:32 AM UTC
The Silent Bench