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thomas-walsh
thomas-walsh
The ***** thought Misinformed mind Ostracized feelings that won't leave Because they are a part Of who we are Senseless definition of biology Living steps of madness Brought on by aggression And Confusion Drunken, wobbling footsteps Leading nowhere No path Over-thinking Without Understanding Hit the bottle
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Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
No Idea
Ever since that night My thoughts have slipped away. I cannot think about anything, Except for you everyday I can't concentrate; You're toying with my heart. I scream out in silence I don't know where to start When we met I knew it was you. I bided my time Never wanting, but withdrew I've never felt this way I can barely breath or see You're the girl of my dreams Yet you hardly notice me. And when you do You relight a candle I can't put out, Until it rises in to ta great flame Built from my own doubt So close to love, to hold When we talk As I gaze at your beauty You look at another Your wit intrigues me Your laugh haunts me You dance like the summer Hot, powerful, moving, ravaging, and beautiful Like the summer you heat me up Until I'm burning like never before Hoping you can catch a bit of my passion
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 2:07 PM UTC
Summer Love
My astute sadness falls in to obscurity As my beleaguered heart drowns in madness Yet, I enthusiastically embrace this majority Grinning at my tortured exuberant canvas A crooked smile, my face spreading wide Gashes upon my past, brought to life The twisted anarchy is my pride Following a path on the edge of a knife The out-flowing insanity, my soul enveloped My obtuse feelings rushing in to disarray The bitter darkness my spirit developed My past life, willing to betray I welcome and revel in my malevolence Being called the Dark Prince I am a mad ruler, benevolent Giving me a wild pleasure, seen as nonsense None can see in to my thoughts Anarchic wanderings floating around I burn all that I have bought Burn it all to the ground Burn it all. The people who walk in comfort with their morally loose ideals. Darkness needs to be dragged out from within, as we all need to be saved from societies twisted obligations. They need to fall in to primitive anarchy to truly see themselves. I do not have another equal, none Even my dark rival disappoints me His presence gives me some fun Yet I shall fall from grace His justice is a personal vendetta Derived from beliefs he created Based on an iron law Prosecuted by the judge, himself He always hides in black, he thinks he is a dark soul. Always brooding, confronting my very mind. He is the only friend I have, the only interesting aspect of my life. And even though I wish him dead, i wouldn't know what to do afterwards. So I crown myself in white and green Red splashed across my lips As I look in the mirror, clean I ask... Why so serious
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Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 6:48 AM UTC
The Dark Prince (Ode to the Joker)
My astute sadness falls in to obscurity As my beleaguered heart drowns in madness Yet, I enthusiastically embrace this majority Grinning at my tortured exuberant canvas A crooked smile, my face spreading wide Gashes upon my past, brought to life The twisted anarchy is my pride Following a path on the edge of a knife The out-flowing insanity, my soul enveloped My obtuse feelings rushing in to disarray The bitter darkness my spirit developed My past life, willing to betray I welcome and revel in my malevolence Being called the Dark Prince I am a mad ruler, benevolent Giving me a wild pleasure, seen as nonsense None can see in to my thoughts Anarchic wanderings floating around I burn all that I have bought Burn it all to the ground Burn it all. The people who walk in comfort with their morally loose ideals. Darkness needs to be dragged out from within, as we all need to be saved from societies twisted obligations. They need to fall in to primitive anarchy to truly see themselves. I do not have another equal, none Even my dark rival disappoints me His presence gives me some fun Yet I shall fall from grace His justice is a personal vendetta Derived from beliefs he created Based on an iron law Prosecuted by the judge, himself He always hides in black, he thinks he is a dark soul. Always brooding, confronting my very mind. He is the only friend I have, the only interesting aspect of my life. And even though I wish him dead, i wouldn't know what to do afterwards. So I crown myself in white and green Red splashed across my lips As I look in the mirror, clean I ask... Why so serious
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I take a step back from hell Only to fall deeper Hot air blows past me As hope is knocked out The sky grows dimmer Brimstone enters my lungs Breathing smoke and fire I struggle for air My vision becomes blurry Demons damage my soul Pain envelopes everywhere I scream out and am not heard I stop........... Fighting what can't be fought I struggle through until I free myself I clear my breath And my eyes awake I'm back where I began To take a step once more One step from hell I walk forward
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Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 1:59 AM UTC
Step Back
I want a Red headed woman Hair that walks on Fire Burning with a deep Passion The soul of a Goddess Eyes as Ivory Emeralds Lips that are touched by the Sun And a Heart which none can Conquer
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 1:33 AM UTC
Red
Love is a fickle thought That toys with my mind Love is a bitter memory Which keeps me in binds Love is a fleeing moment Who avoids my grasp Love is a fighting spirit That kicks my *** Love is a beautiful tyrant That takes everything away Love is a cruel passion Working me 'til i pay Love is a lone work day Bending and breaking me Love is a blind walk Tripping over all I see Love is a waterfall Drowning all that is below Love is a steep mountain Cold, dark, and full of snow Love is a cool brisk spring Filled with light and longing Love is an autumn breeze Wrapped warm in belonging Love is a deep feeling Welling up from my soul Love is a lasting bliss An everlasting goal
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 11:48 AM UTC
Love is
The Black wilted rose Steps in to the midnight sun To bloom nevermore I wake up laughing The earth spins around my heart Lifting me higher
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 4:30 AM UTC
Haikus
I cry out to old pain Erupting inside my mind. Thoughts, driving me insane, I don't have enough time. I cannot let go As there is no ease. The strife knocks me down Begging on my knees. Cringing on bitter memories That only hold me back I lie here in silence As my whole world turns black. I find an ounce of hope Shining in my palm. I stare at it reluctantly My heart beating calm.
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 3:49 AM UTC
An Ounce to Keep the Pain Away