Poems i liked and want to share will people

Nov 2013

Hannahsue

She fell in love with feeling pain.
She fell in love with being hurt.
She fell in love with wanting to let go.
She fell in love with sadness.
She fell in love with her tears.
She fell in love with her cuts, her bruises, her scars.
She fell in love with her razor.
She fell in love with broken promises.
She fell in love with lies.
She fell in love with heartbreak.
She fell in love with hopelessness.
She fell in love with incompetence.
She fell in love with crying.
She fell in love with ignorance.
But most importantly, she fell in love with you.
*H.T

Nov 2013

Patrick McCombs

Repentance

A solider walked into town
As the sun sank down
Into the deep blue of the ocean
There was a charge of emotion
That you could almost see in the air
As all of the villagers stared
It had been twenty long years
But those who remembered, remembered their fears
From that long and terrible night
When the rebels fought a ****** fight
And this man led the opposition
Who made the decision
To **** all who were involved
Before rebellion spread and evolved
It was a foot note in imperial history
And the commander was a mystery
After the promotions, he suddenly retired
Unable to comprehend what had transpired
Now after twenty years he had returned
Older, wiser, and more learned
He went to each family and begged for forgiveness

Nov 2013

Brendan Looney

Untitled

covered in scars
naked to the eye
open to the heart
there is darkness within
i want to succumb
i need to be enveloped
but i cannot
it is too easy
i am existing
not living
only to be rejected
by you
beautiful, beautiful you
i need you
i wish i never met you
oh but i need you
don't ever leave
or i will

Nov 2013

A. S. J. Tessimond

Unlyric Love Song

It is time to give that-of-myself which I could not at first:
To offer you now at last my least and my worst:
Minor, absurd preserves,
The shell's end-curves,
A document kept at the back of a drawer,
A tin hidden under the floor,
Recalcitrant prides and hesitations:
To pile them carefully in a desparate oblation
And say to you "quickly! turn them
Once over and burn them".

Now I (no communist, heaven knows!
Who have kept as my dearest right to close
My tenth door after I've opened nine to the world,
To unfold nine sepals holding one hard-furled)
Shall - or shall try to - offer to you
A communism of two ...

See, entry's yours;
Here, the last door!

Nov 2013

Wolfen

TRICK OR TREAT

Through misty alleys and darkened streets
Romp ghouls and goblins, looking for treats
In every town and every village
Children come to plunder and pillage
Knocking on doors, oh what a sight
Out in the streets on Halloween night
Riding on broomsticks, howling at the moon
The ghouls and ghosts sing their eerie tune
Raising eyebrows as they pass
Each one more frightening than the last
All begging for candy, they do roam
Till their bags are full, and it's time to go home

A Trick Or Treat Actrostic for some Halloween fun

Nov 2013

Gabriela Mistral

To See Him Again

Never, never again?
Not on nights filled with quivering stars,
or during dawn's maiden brightness
or afternoons of sacrifice?

Or at the edge of a pale path
that encircles the farmlands,
or upon the rim of a trembling fountain,
whitened by a shimmering moon?

Or beneath the forest's
luxuriant, raveled tresses
where, calling his name,
I was overtaken by the night?
Not in the grotto that returns
the echo of my cry?

Oh no. To see him again --
it would not matter where --
in heaven's deadwater
or inside the boiling vortex,
under serene moons or in bloodless fright!

To be with him...
every springtime and winter,
united in one anguished knot
around his ****** neck!

Nov 2013

drew maidment

poison

People poison have been poisoning your mind since you were born.
schools say they will work with your childs creativity, probably the biggest lie ive ever heard
they teach you how you're "suppose" to act.
there is no proper way of acting, we are meant to be ourselves.

they brain wash us then they poison us with all this false hope
they make things that shorten your life span hoping you wont catch on.

notice that *** and anything that helps with creativity and allows your mind to grow are illegal,
though tobacco and alcohol are legal even though they **** you and brain cells.

they're dumbing us down, not letting us think for ourselves

but I am a free mind
I fill my lungs with poison
I drown my liver with liquor
why, why not
life will be over someday
I may aswell get wasted and just watch the days pass while I hav the time of my life.
using these poisons although dumb, they can be used to put me at peace with everything slowly
Death.

Nov 2013

Angie

Love Conquers All

On this day you came as two separate, but leave as one
united. You have found your harbor together-and are now
anchored, safe in each others hearts, minds and souls.

When one of you is in pain, the other will comfort.
When one of you sickens, the other will heal.
When one of you calls out, the other will answer

Your fortunes are now tied together. No longer is it your or
mine, but ours. Let no one cast a shadow upon the other
with out rising strongly defend and uphold.

When one of you is called to battle in times of war, may the
Love of the other be your shield against all danger and
protect you when all around is chaos.

In days of yore the hearth was the heart of the home. When
it was warm, there was true love in the house, but when the
embers die and grow cold that love has failed.

May nothing chill your hearth-and always remember this
day when things are in the darkest hours. Let your
memories and the beauty of this day strengthen your hearts
and resolve to love always.

May your Love Conquer All forever

written by Davie Eugene Smith (my father)

Nov 2013

리바이

silence isn't golden.

if you've felt sad for a long time,
that sadness that gnaws at you,
and sometimes throws self-loathing in there,
don't think for a single second,
that not talking about will help anything.
because it won't.
if you face it alone, it's like fighting
a whole army with nothing but a
toothpick.
and that's not very useful, isn't it?
so think-- should you deal with this alone?
or tell someone?
talking doesn't make you weak,
it's not talking that does.
so if you open up about your feelings
you'll feel a weight pull off your chest.
sure, the misery will still be there,
but at least someone knows.
at least someone will help you.
at least you will face an army
with allies.

— The End —