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surei Aug 2010
In this Isle
I’ve seen the rising sun
In silence and nothing aloud
It is where,
People would dine for two
Not really, this isle is mine

It’s not a gold mine
All it is, is an isle
But I wouldn’t share it with two
Other people. They’ll fall in love under the sun
Well, this is not Eden where
The “naked truth” is allowed

I wouldn’t say this aloud
But this island is mine
It’s nothing the gods would wear
As a crown, but I’ll
Not judge that because
I still love this island for two

I hope you can see this too,
But this dream is not allowed
For the young daughter and sons
In the future of mine.
Without my little imaginary isle,
Which I will not find anywhere

This isle is also where
I could find comfort, love too.
I know it’s only an isle
And you’ve heard me, aloud
And many times I said it’s mine
And also about the great and beautiful sun

The truth is, it’s never about the sun
Nor about the feeling that wouldn’t wear
It is how this island is really just mine
And no other two
Roamers in my dream would be allowed
To trespass into my private isle
~
*So they could find another sun for two
And leave to a place where they are allowed
This is mine, this is my isle
surei Aug 2010
Shall I compare thee to a memory?
Thou art more powerful and deep-rooted
The strength fails to be classificatory
Repulsing my being, away from the alienated

Like a motion picture, steadily it moves
With only the sound of your calming voice
I really don't care about what it proves
About leaving when it was once a choice

But as I seek to foresee the future
I'm not yet close to the end of my bide
And already I could imagine the torture
Of you not being by my side

So please, let me have your long embrace
Before time comes to find what it could replace
This was for an English assignment at school. It was to make a Shakespearean sonnet, even though it's not required to actually use the language of his time.
surei Aug 2010
I could, if I wanted to, pray for my own sanity
But I haven't had enough of this nonsense in my life

I could, if I wanted to, walk to the other side
Where the grass is greener, but why would I want to?

When I have you,
I walk in my sleep
I lose all control

My feeling's too deep

When I have you,
There's no thinking
Just the beating of my ******* heart

I am losing it
Losing my sanity

Losing my sanity for you

Do I still have to tell you
How much I crave for your love?
How much I crave for your voice to whisper in my ears?
But would you really understand then?
~
i'm in love, do you know how that feels?
crazy.
surei Aug 2010
I’m a person of one

With the hearts of many lost souls

Too many hours I’ve spent thinking

Of how I’m going to straighten my own mind

Knowing many lies that lie ahead

Knowing the many villainy committed to put me down

Too many hours I’ve spent to listen

To all your sweet mouth’s talk

To all of your ******* without direction

To all of your ignorance, magnified!

If I had a God then I would run

But I’m only a person of one

And this time, your spear lingers for my heart
~
i'm so abstract. i don't even understand myself anymore.
surei Aug 2010
between the faces of the scars and stains, i see myself
hiding in order not to be seen by my own mistakes,
or the ones we’ve ever made.

between the stains, between the scars
you’ve left behind :
yourself.
surei Aug 2010
I can not write right now

Not because I  have no emotions

But because I have one too many


There are times where I can not see

Not because I don’t have eyes

But because you keep me from looking


And then I remember when I can not speak

Not because I tied my tongue

But because you made me mute


And then there are times when I can not do any of those things

Not because I lost them, all my organs

But because I lost you


So here’s a sign to the beginning of our loneliness

A terrible attempt to write about a big empty space

And a collection of horrid paragraphs about blindness to love


I can’t write right now

Not because I don’t care

But because I’m in love and care too much

And also because I’m leaving after the short period of time that I have been here


It’s time for me to learn that not one thing is forever

And I have to learn to defeat space and time to make this last

~

Space and time.

Now that’s a totally different matter.
surei Aug 2010
Her eyes painted blue by the majestic force above
So true, yet unreal
What the ethereal land holds, we would never know
Maybe more nymphs like her,
With gold, sun-sprayed hair and her miraculously soft skin
And the breeze of icelandic air, brought in every time she paced

Her bosoms sprang like two, upside down crescent moons,
Dragging young men and older boys who understands, along her way
Her arms graceful like angels' wings, more graceful than mine

Ah, me.

Let's not talk about my forgetful self,
I get lost in my own mind thinking about the boy that she wants,
The boy that could soar higher than eagles
A masculine figure, too good for myself?

Am I so undeserving that the icelandic nymph smiles so condescendingly?
Is she spinning the biggest web of lies to defeat this human being, myself?
Is she genuine in her thoughts,
Or is she deceitful to her own holy kind?
Oh, talk about holyness!
The only unholy one out of the hundreds, those suitors

I wish I was only a teardrop,
only so meaningless
I wish I was only a shadow,
only so obscure
I wish I was so big,
only too big to be unseen

Or maybe I wished she was the one like me.

Yet I'm still human, mortal, and defeated by her beauty.
~
inspired by The Odyssey and surprisingly, it really relates to what i was going through in real life. i find my writings a little too secretive and abstract. oh well.
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