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Sydney Victoria Dec 2012
It Was A Warm Spring Day,
In Our Downtown Home,
White Paint Was Lethargically Pealing,
Off The Siding Which Lay Beneath Curling Vines,
I Still Remember Your Smile Daddy,
Your Coal Colored Hair Lingering In The Breeze,
As You Asked Me, "Do You Wanna See?"
I Nodded Not Quite Sure What I Was Going To See,
You Gently Lifted Me Up,
Put Me On Your Shoulders Like You Always Did,
And Let Me Peer Inside A Forest Of Vines,
And What I Saw Both Frighted And Enchanted Me,
Something Completely New,
A Little House Wren Who Cradled Her Eggs,
And Looked At Me,
Her Heart Beating Quickly,
"She's Protecting Her Babies," You Whispered,
"Just Like I'll Always Protect You"
"Hi," I Said And Held Out My Hand,
The Little Wren Flew Away And I Sobbed,
"Why Was It Scared Of Me Daddy?"
"It Was Only Letting You See It's Eggs"
Dad, I Dont Know If You Remember This, But I Do:)
Sydney Victoria Dec 2012
I Was Hoping Today It Would Be Fine,
That The Mayan Prophesy Was Divine,
That We Would Be Saved By A Glowing Light,
I Was Stirring  In My Blankets All Night,
For Curiosity Bubbled Inside,
To Bathe The Spirit In Which I Confide,
Yet The Road To Redemption Is Still Coarse,
Screaming For Wanted Change; My Voice Is Hoarse,
We Still Hold The Bottle To Our Stained Lips,
Holding On To Hope But Losing My Grip,
Today I Wish Humanity Is Healed,
But The Atmosphere Is Starting To Peal,
Why Should I Hate When All I Feel Is Love,
Yet All The Owls Are Killing My Doves
Again Trying Iambic Pintameter! I'm Deathly Afraid Of Owls So That Explains The Last Line
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
The Base Vibrates All Throughout My Body,
The Melody Expanding In My Tired Chest,
My Mind Drawing A Blank--Just How I Like It,
My Lips Forming Every Vowel With Care,
Oh Music Take Me Away,
Let Your Notes Heal The Wounds On My Soul,
Let Your Lyrics Fill My Empty Lips,
I Want To Be The Rhythm That Touches My Ear,
I Want To Be The Tune Which Soothes My Hurt,
Oh Music Let Me Be You,
My Fists Finally Have Something To Hold Onto,
My Heart Finally Has A Purpose To Keep The Beat,
There Is A Reason Inside My Mind,
There Is A Memory In Which I Confide,
Oh Music Thank You For Saving Me,
My Passion Breathes For The Beat,
My Soul Swims For The Story,
I Finally Found The Key,
In The Form Of A Line,
Oh Music *You Set Me Free
One Of Those Relaxing Music Composing/Listening Days :)
Sydney Victoria Dec 2012
The Song Of Loneliness Whistles In The Breeze,
Soft And Gentle, Make It End Please,
The Broken Recored Of Misery Repeats Your Name,
Sadly This Record Is Stuck On The Needle,
A High Status Of Fame,
My DNA Entwined With That Of The Divine,
Yet I Am Cold And Alone,
Haunted By Ruthless Demons Nipping At My Nape,
I Sit By A Frigid Glassed Window,
Paned By My Tears Of Pain,
I'm Sick Of Awkward Conversation,
And Honestly I'm Terrified,
Because The Sound Of Your Rhythmic Breathing,
Becoming Closer,
Is Chilling To The Bone,
And I Can Already See Your Face In The Stands,
Because I'm So Broken,
And I Am Distraught,
Because I Can Already Hear The Sound Of,
The Music Of Misery
Sydney Victoria Mar 2013
The Dull Dawning Sky Woke The Birds,
As It Metamorphosed In Grace,
The New Day Deserved No New Words,
For She Would've Taken Them With Her,
As Well As Every Waining Breath,
She Brought With Her Spirits For Life,
She **** With Her Spirits Of Death,
To Bring Them Back To The Heavens
I Get The Privilege Of Watching The Sunrise Everyday.. This Triolet Is A Little Off! Sorry Folks:)
Sydney Victoria Jun 2018
My Body Is A Cage, A Portal,
And A Stone.
My Pain Is A Friend, A Shadow
And A Foe.
My Body Is A Host, A Mortal,
And A Home.
My Pain Is A Monster, A Hunger
In My Bones.
I Cannot Wait For The Day That The Pain Goes Away.
Sydney Victoria Sep 2012
At One Point In My Life,
I Could Look Down Pitch Black Hallway,
And See It As Clearly As I Had With The Light On,
I Use To Be Able To See People,
And Animals,
That Have Been Gone For Years,
I Used To Be Able To Be One With The Forest,
Now I Am Just A Trespasser,
I Was Broken Off From Society,
But I Hated It,
I Was Colorblind,
Because The Otherside Looked Greener,
Now I've Changed,
I Am Right In The Center Of Concrete And Chaos,
And Deep Down Inside,
I Wish I Was That Person I Used To Be,
The One Who Sat Off In The Distance,
Unreconized,
The One Who Could Sit Up In A Tree For Hours,
And No One Would Even Notice I Was Gone,
I Wish I Could Write Like I Used To,
I Wish I Was Someone Who Didn't Have A Phone,
Going Off Every Second Of The Day,
I Wish I Could Just Sit In The Peace In Quiet,
Listening To The Music Of Birds Chirping,
The Person Before All The Hatred And Anger Entered Her Territory,
I Wish I Could Hear The Things I Can't Anymore,
See The Things That Are Now Invisible..
I Wish I Was The Person I Used To Be
Not Much Of Poem, Just A Wish List:)
Sydney Victoria Dec 2012
Deep Inside I Can Feel It Rumbling,
The Wall I've Built Slowly Crumbling,
My Heart Free Falling,
Through The Air In My Chest--Tumbling,
My Brain Drunk With Thirst, It's Thoughts Are Stumbling,
The Woods From Outside, Pulling--Calling,
I Can Feel The Dornmant Plague Inside Me,
Angrily Awakening,
Eager To Feed On The Outside World,
And I'm Sad To Say,
It's Contagious
Going Into Writer's Block:P
Sydney Victoria Apr 2013
The Poet Is An Ordinary Person,
One That Uses Coupons,
Does Loads Of Laundry,
And Scrubs The Dishes,
The Poet Lives In The Body Of Another,
Who Lives Life Through Poetry,
To Understand A World Such As This,
To See The Beauty Everywhere They Go,
The Poet Uses Poetry To Express Love,
To Pour A Glass Of Nectuar From Their Sweet Souls,
To Give A Kiss Of Vocabulary To The World,
The Poet Has The Body Of A Man/Woman,**
But,
They Have A Soul Made From Unspoken *Words
And Unspoken Beauty--Dedicated To All My Friends And Fellow Poets Here At HP:)
Sydney Victoria Oct 2012
Golden Silverware,
Sits Ontop Of Broken Shards Of Fine China,
A Candle Stick Lays On The Floor,
The Wood Stained With Misery,
Because She Passed,
War Broke Out,
Hearts Being Punctured With Stakes,
The String Of Sanity Starting To Break,
A Rose Picked From The Universe's Garden,
Then Set In A Vase With No Water,
A Watch Ticked Like A Metronome,
Conducting Life's Organized Chaos,
Every Heart Break Orchestrated,
And Every Death A Crescendo,
The Subjects Attacked Without Looking Back,
Taking The Shapeshifter's Life,
Because They Needed To Have An Excuse,
Other Than Being Misuderstood,
To Distroy Her,
More And More Innocent Lives Were Taken,
Just Out Of Fear,
In Daft Decision,
Most Of The Village Was Whiped Out,
And One Of The 13 Left Out Of 350,
Was The Queen's Killer
It's A Little Confusing, But I Was Trying To Tell A Story, That Kinda Relates To Society Today. It's Pretty Crazy U Can Relate This "Information Era" To Medival Times. People Act Out Of Fear And Will Attack Anything Anybody Points A Finger To, Someone Could Be A Real *******, But A Misunderstood Person Can Be Taken Out Just Because They Say They Are The Killer, And If U Have A "Possie" On Ur Side U Are Vertually Invincible... Don't U Just Love Humans?:)
Sydney Victoria Nov 2012
There Was Always A Fall Feast,
Way Before The Pilgrams Even Came,
Squanto Was A Prisoner,
Taken Over To Europe,
And Worked As A Slave To Spanish Monks,
He Was Captured From His Village,
And Returned There 5 Years Later,
Where His Tribe Had Died From The Disease,
The Europeans Had Brought Over,
The Pilgrims--Savage And Starving,
Were Rading Near By Villages,
Scavenging In The Tribe's Food Storages
Since Squanto Knew How To Speak English,
He Befriended The Pilgrims And Taught Them,
To Fish And Hunt Off The Land,
When The Fall Feast Arrived,
They Did Not Eat Turkey (Yes You Read That Right),
Squanto And Some Other Natives Brought,
Venison, Crab, Lobster, Fish,
And Feasted....
So You Can See--That What We Learned In School,
Is Not True,
It's Just One More Common Misconception,
Just Another Secret,
This Country Has Tried To Mask
Yes This Is A True Story, I Am Educated, Not Some Delusional Delinquent, You Can Read It In The Book 1491 Or On Some Sites On The Web... Interesting How This Story Has Been Twisted, Isn't It?
Sydney Victoria Mar 2013
A Thick Chord Echoed,
Weaving With Sly Precision,
Through The Sleeping Trees,
At The Sound Of Such Beauty,
I Decided I Must Sing
Arooooooooooooooooo.....
Sydney Victoria Feb 2014
"Sydney?"

The Young Lady's Green Eyes Looked Up From A Heap Of Homework.

"Yes?"

Her Eyes Examined The Man Which Stood In Front Of Her. His Jet Black Hair Was Now Streaked With Small Strands Of Silver. His Gray Eyes Seemed Tired, But They Were The Same As They've Always Been.

The Man Looked At The Young Women Who Sat Before Him. Her Body Which Was Now Lean And Toned Was Supported By Long Legs. She Was Older Now: Her Heart Shaped Face Was Slightly Worn, But Her Eyes Were As Deep And Green As They'd Always Been.

"Promise Me Something."

The Man Watched The Young Lady As She Examined The Room Around Her; Just As She Had Since She Was A Child. Sometimes He Caught Her Watching A Bird Hopping In The Greenest Of Grasses On A Summer Afternoon, Or Intently Examining The Veins In A Leaf During The Fall Months.

The Young Lady Watched The Man's Thin Lips Set Back Into A Straight Line.

"Promise Me, You'll Always Stay The Same."

The Young Women Smiled As The Man Placed His Hand Upon Her Head; Gently Ruffling Her Soft Brown Hair.

"Daddy, The Only Way I'd Change Is If It Was For The Better."
I Love My Dad. If My Dad Wants You To Stay The Same, You Know You're Doing Something Right.
Sydney Victoria Dec 2012
The Eerie Dance Upon The Moon,
The Boy Who Held The Silver Spoon,
Inside His Mouth When He Was Born,
His Eyes Were Round And Full Of Scorn,
He Only Grined To Cover A Scowl,
I Was Prey, A Mouse To An Owl,
I Looked At Him And Had No Desire,
His Soul Is Cold, And Mine Is Fire,
That Spoon Was Not Silver, It Was Just Tin,
That's What I've Learned Throughout Our Sins,
They're Rotten Fruit Which Hangs From Trees,
I Took A Bite And Through Them To The Bees,
His Eyes Were Burning Through My Skin,
His Pupils Were Needles Burrowing In,
Innocent But Wanted For Someone's Crime,
I'm Still In My Sentence Doing My Time,
I Am Smothered By His Permanent Scent,
Because Of All The Time We've Ever Spent,
The Boy Who Held The Silver Spoon,
Shall Receive His Karma Very Soon,
Making People Think It Was Silver And Then
They Realized It Was Just Tin
I Saw Someone I Really Didn't Want To See.. This Poem Is Kinda Mixed Up But Oh Well.. I Tried To Do The Rhyme Scheme To The Beat Of A Heart--I Made Some Mistakes On Purpose So It Was Irregular
Sydney Victoria Dec 2012
The Sky Has Seen Horrid Sights
And Cried Many Tears
It Has Housed Angels And Demons
And Every Single One Of My Fears
Wolves Run Freely Throughout My Dreams
And Though My Heart Is Breaking At The Seams
I've Learned To Love Them

Waves Crashing On A Ruthless Shore
All I Hear Is The Slamming Of Doors
All The Banging Shakes Me To The Core
A Shattered Soul Lays Broken On The Floor

My Stature Lean And Gradually Stiffening
My Green Eyes Miraculously Glistening
As Demons In The Dark Are Grimacing
And I Can Feel My Blood Thickening

My Hair As Black As The Wolf In My Dreams
Which Comes Running Everytime I Scream
It Heals The Heart I Wear--Broken At The Seams
It's Eyes Yellow With A Beautiful Gleam

The Sky Has Seen Horrid Sights
And Cried Many Tears
It Has Housed Angels And Demons
And Every Single One Of My Fears
Wolves Run Freely Throughout My Dreams
And Though My Heart Is Breaking At The Seams
I've Learned To Love Them
Sydney Victoria Feb 2013
Two Amber Eyes Stare,
Right Into My Very Own,
The Notes Of A Song,
Wistfully Grew In The Trees,
And Filled My Deflated Lungs
Sydney Victoria Oct 2012
Laughter,
Rib Punching,
Bone Popping,
Innocent Laughter,
The Purest Form Of Happiness,
Jarred Inside My Soul,
Packed For A The Trip I'll Make Someday,
As I Go Up A Yonder,
I Will Release This Music,
Like A Million Balloons,
Sound Made From The Cello Of Love


Smiling,
Eye Squinting,
Cheek Bursting,
Perfect Smiles,
The Purest Form Of Any Type Of Love,
Slow Motion,
The Strings On The Violin Of Life,
Strum A Steady Heartbeat

Thinking,
Head Grasping,
Stinging Thoughts,
Swarm My Mind,
Our Future,
Our Path On This Ever Stretching Road,
The Bass,
The Harmony Of Our Actions,
The Layout Of Our Life

Words,
Peacemaking,
Heartbreaking,
My Drug,
My Addiction,
I Love Hearing Your Voice Responding To Mine,
I Can Pick Your Voice From A Crowd,
If You Are Afraid To Be Loud,
Whisper,
I Can Still Hear The Viola,
The Viola Of Life's Orchestra,
Each Word,
Each Note,
Deciding The Fate Of Our Song

You Are My Companion,
My Family,
You Are The Music Of My Life,
And I Never Want To Hear,
The Silence,
Ever Again
This Is Dedicated To More Than One Person
Sydney Victoria Mar 2013
The Sun Closed It's Eye,
In It's Plush Seat In The Sky,
The Land Bright Below

                       *A Slight Breeze Gestured
              As The
Thick Grey Clouds Rolled In
                      Although All Was Calm

The Wind Whispered Soft,
As The Trees Started To Sway,
The Storm Is Brewing

                          Flurries Fell Heavy,
              As The Wind Bellowed Harshly,
                       The Storm Has Begun

The Ice Cold Wind Screamed,
As It Stripped Every Tree's Leaf,
The Storm Was Angry


                           Every Last Leaf Lay,
        On The Ground's Fresh Powdered Snow,
                       The Storm Was Fading            

*The Sun's Opened Eye,
Watched From It's Seat In The Sky,
As The Blizzard Fled
Blizzard Warning! You Know What That Means? That Stupid Groundhog Is Wrong Every Year :p :) Sorry If The Accents On The Words Are Off :)
Sydney Victoria Apr 2013
The Sun Broke Through Grey,
And Just To Wish Me Good Day,
Then Hid Once Again
Thanks For Saying Hello Sun:)
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
I Am A Flower--Summer Serves Me Well,
Though I Love Winter It Holds Like A Spell,
The Snow Is A Place I Am Forbidden,
Though I Can't Resist Being Frostbitten,
The Frost Withers My Petals--Soft As Silk,
But It Is Okay, It Is Just The Bilk,
The Cold Chills My Stem And Gets To My Brain,
My Skin Turns Brittle And Old--It's Death's Stain,
The Other Plants Have Had Their Kiss From Death,
Though I Know I Am Close To My Last Breath,
I Try To Stand Tall And Reach The Pale Sun,
I Tried To Win A Battle Which Can't Be Won,
I Have Stood Winter's Blizzard--Ice And Snow,
Though I Get Buried The Longer I Go,
Hanging Onto The World I Do Not Need,
The Reason I Love It--There Are No Weeds,
I Know If I Let Go There Will Be Spring,
An Eternity From What Frost Brings
Sydney Victoria Feb 2013
In The Greyish Blue Of The Dawning Day,
May You Be Safe And Sound In Your Slumber,
Between The Sleepy Trees--May You Dream,
Dream Of Deer Bounding Through The Forest,
Dream Of The Raven Singing From The Trees,
Dream My Love, Dream

Deep In The Trees There You Lay,
Be Free To Sleep Night Or Day,
Sleep In April Then On To May,
Sleep My Love, Until You Desire To Play

In The Greyish Blue Of The Dawning Day,
May You Be Safe And Sound In Your Slumber,
Between The Sleepy Trees--May You Dream,
Dream Of Deer Bounding Through The Forest,
Dream Of The Raven Singing From The Trees,
Dream My Love, Dream

No Storm Shall Awake Thee,
And No Gun Shall Lurk In The Trees,
There Will Be No Sound From Even Me,
Just The Gentle Tune Of The Birds And Bees

In The Greyish Blue Of The Dawning Day,
May You Be Safe And Sound In Your Slumber,
Between The Sleepy Trees--May You Dream,
Dream Of Deer Bounding Through The Forest,
Dream Of The Raven Singing From The Trees,
Dream My Love, Dream
Read It With A Gentle Tune <3 (Not One Of My Best--It Sounded Better In My Head)
Sydney Victoria Feb 2013
Trees Sway In Chilled Winds,
Sights Of You Make Me Weary,
My Mind Dangerous,
Dangerously Close To You,
And Thinking Of You Again
Sydney Victoria Jun 2013
I** Have Been Thinking,
Lately, I Just Think Of You,
Lately I Have Thought,
I Have Thought Of Only You,
Have You Been Thinking Of Me?
Me? Smitten?! Who Told You?;)
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
It Was The Beginning Of A New World,
The Warm Belated Scent Of Spring Grew Strong,
Butterflies Returned With A Gentle Hum,
Birds Awoke With The Element Of Song,
The Bitter Snow Has Fallen In Lush Grass,
As Stems Of Flowers Grew Mighty And Long,
She Stood Elegant--Her Dress Eggshell White,
Yet She Looked Like She Perfectly Belonged,
Her Soot Black Hair Was As Dark As The Raven's,
The Tune Which She Hummed Was Rich As A Gong's,
Her Feet Were Bare And Smooth As Spider's Silk,
She Held The Sun And Guided It Along,
Along Rivers, Ravines, And Human Roads,
She Returned The Warmth Which The Creatures Longed,
She Healed Winter's Wounds And Gathered Those Past,
Nurtured Them And Took Them Where They Belonged,
Her Eyes Were Green As The New Foliage,
Her Soul Was Sweet And Gentle As A Song,
But Her Only Job Was To Bring Back Spring,
*Then She Was Just A Whisper On The Wind
Sydney Victoria Aug 2013
Fear Is Entering,
Through Every Pore Of My Skin,
Every Breath I Take,
Escapes Black And Trembling,
The Tips Of My Fingers..Cold

Fear Is Wriggling,
Down From My Brain To My Heart,
It Hurts While Beating,
Pushing Worry Through My Veins,
Pumping This Terror To My Soul

This Fear Is Laughing,
Chuckling At My Wide Eyes,
This Fear Is Thirsty,
Lapping At My Sweaty Hands,
As It Cuffs Me To The Wall

Fear Is Taking Hold,
On The Tears That Leave My Eyes,
The Fear Is Piercing,
The Tissues Of My Belly,
It's Here Because.. You're Back

*Sydney
I Hated You, Liked You, Loved You, Hated You, Now I Guess I'm Afraid Of You
Sydney Victoria Oct 2012
This Sky Above Our Heads,
Has Seen Death,
Pain,
Blood,
Scars,
Misery,
Destruction,
Frowning Faces,
Tears,
And War,
And Has Lost So Many Friends,
Over Millions Of Years

This Sky Has Seen Hunter's Orange,
And Death's Charcoal,
Has Seen Crimson Red Rain,
And Blue Faces,
This Sky,
Has Seen Misery's Rainbow

This Sky Has Seen Happiness,
Love,
Hate,
Heard Laughter,
And Screams,
Has Housed The People Who Gave Up,
And Housed The People Who Dreamed

This Sky,
Is Tough,
And Cold,
Yet Warm,
And Soft,
Wraped In A Blanket Of Clouds,
Watching Our Microscopic Problems,
Under The Rays Of The Sun And Moon

This Sky Has Been Beaten And Battered,
Until Black And Blue,
Has Seen The Stars,
And Watched Oceans Turned To Deserts

This Sky Has Been Gazed Upon,
Wished Upon,
Studied,
And Cut Through,
Has Been Yelled At,
And Has Heard The Murmers Of Praying People,
Yet,
This Sky,
Has Never Said A Word...
Trying To Make A Mysterious Poem That You Kinda Need To Think About
Sydney Victoria Apr 2016
I Will Still Think Of You,
When Light Fades From Day,
I Will Still Think Of You,
When "I Love You"s Drift Away,
I Will Still Think Of You,
When Time Is Stale And Tasteless,
I Will Still Think Of You,
When My Body Is Gone And Graceless
Sydney Victoria Jul 2013
The Sunsets Were Turning Gray And Colorless,
While The Songs Of Birds Vanished More Everyday,
The Lush Green Of The Fields Turned Brindle,
As The Leaves On The Trees Grew Brown And Brittle

At Dawn Crickets Shook Off Their Frosty Legs,
While Butterflies Thawed In The Weakening Sun,
The Scent Of Fallen Leaves Had Took Hold Of The Air,
As Winter's Fingers Tickled The Rolling Hillsides
I Know Its August.. The Year Is Going By So Fast, Fall Is Getting Closer And So Is The Up Coming School Year.
Sydney Victoria Sep 2012
A Reflection In The Mirror,
Can Bring You So Much Nearer,
To Insanity,
Watching As Red Pools Collect On The Vanity,
Music Sad And Slow,
Listening To It To Regain Your Glow,
Just One More Emotional Blow,
Can End You Up In A Place You Don't Wanna Be,
In A Place You Can't See,
Other Lives Are Falling Apart Next To Your Own,
You Feel Like You've Grown,
But Have You Really?
Do You Really Believe That?
You Are Roaming The Streets Like An Ally Cat,
And With The Removal Of Another's Hat,
And With A Sudden Splat,
You Know You Messed Up In The Past,
And Now The Way That You Came,
Is Now Open For You To Go
This An Old Poem, Just Found It In Some Old Documents, Prior To March 1st
Sydney Victoria Oct 2012
The Darkness,
Cups The World,
In Frigid Palms,
Clouds Cover A Starless Sky,
The Season's First Snowfall,
Lands In Dark Crimson Hair,
The Season's Last Birds,
Fly Away,
From The Freezing North,
Leaving Feathers At Fidgeting Feet,
The Season's Last Leaves,
Fall From Their Perches,
Down To Their Frosty Graves
Just Another Seasonal Poem, Not That Interesting
Sydney Victoria Mar 2013
The Dawning Sky Awaits For Me,**
It's Time For Me To *Soar
Sydney Victoria Sep 2012
Every Move I Made Was Bionic,
I Was Lost In My Thoughts,
It Was Like I Was Hypmotized,
Sitting Back And Eating Popcorn,
As Someone Else,
Was Working My Controls,
Me The Great And Powerful Oz,
Sits Behind A Green Curtain,
Mortal As The Rest,

Disconnected From The Electricity,
Leaving The Bombastic Sydney Behind,
I Haven't Felt More Useless In My Life,
I Felt Like I Got Punched In The Gut,
****** And Battered I Retreated,
And Let Autopilot Take Over,
Every Word Said Was White Noise,
And Every Word Whispered Was Grasped,
And Clenched,
And Torn,
And Sobbed Over,
*Me The One Working All The Magic,
Sat In Shock And,
Watched As Autopilot Got Shot Down
Just A Bunch Of Jumbled, Meangless Words
Sydney Victoria Feb 2013
For Some Reason A Smile Burns Into My Skin,
I Love The Feeling Of The Flame
My Hands Feel Lighter--No Shackles To Be Found,
My Torso Moves To No Particular Song,
My Arms Strike The Air With Precision,
As The Rhythm Coarses Through My Body,
Butterflies Rattle My Bones For No Reason,
My Foot Taps From The Churning Adrenaline,
Faces Which Plagued My Vision Are Now Friendly,
Characters In A Teeter-Tottering Chapter Book,
My Heart Beats Quickly--I'm Feeling The Vibe,
That Today's Going To Be A Good Day

©SydneyVictoria Feb. 13 2013
Ever Have That Feeling A Day Is Going To Be Great?
Sydney Victoria May 2013
She Calls Me Cinderella,
But She Is Fairest Of The Land,
For She Is Sweet And Kind,
Always Ready To Lend A Hand,
She Is Also Beautiful And Lovely,
So Lively And Pure,
So Right And Just, So I Must,
Thank Her For Being So Sweet
To Marian! Thank You For The Poem!:)
Sydney Victoria Apr 2013
The Purple Veils Of Twilight Slithered Into The Sky,
Over The Sleek Surface Of The Stream Stars Tango,
Nighttime Prayers Skim Whisps Of Navy Clouds,
In The Reflection Of His Eyes I Found Myself,
Gracious I Let His Soul Sing Me A Sacred Lullaby,
Holding On Tight To Every Word I Wished To Say,
To Every Single Bit Of Beauty I Relished In The Stars

I** Soulfully Sang To The Robins Song At Dusk As The,
Moon Slowly Arose From It's Daytime Slumber

Fields Of Dreams Spread Before Me, As I Slept,
Reminiscing In A World Of Beauty As The,
Evergreens Whispered In My Sleepy Ear, One Last,
Evening Melody, One Last Evening Prayer
Trying To Overthrow My Writers Block
Sydney Victoria Dec 2012
Tonight The Thickets Are Completely Still,
The Cold Is Cutting Through My Damp Jacket,
The Pale And Far Away Sun Almost Gone,
The Only Sound Is A Lone Raven's Call,
It Is Hoarse Yet Quiet, Miles Away,
Evergreen Boughs Lie Limp Heavy With Snow,
Picture Perfect--A Postcard From God's Land,
Winter Is An Odd Time In The Forest,
Rarely Do I See A Bird Flutter Or,
Hear Any Creature Stir In This White Wood,
Frozen In The Snow Lie Sleeping Flowers,
Yet I Have Never Heard Those Flowers Snore,
Tonight The Thickets Are Eerily Still,
Yet This Quiet Is What I've Searched For,
The Silence Whispers A Song Few Can Hear,
I Am Fine With This Being The Last Song,
Which Ever Slithers In My Frosted Ear
(In Iambic Pentameter No Rhyme) Up In The UP Of Michigan, Beautiful Right Now, I Never Want To Leave--This Place Makes Me Happy
Sydney Victoria Aug 2014
Let The World Envelop Me,
And Abondon My Hollowed Body,
Let The Stars Free Me From Anguish,
And The Error Of Hesitation

Let The Sea Consume Me,
And Let My Weary Eyelids Close,
Let The Current Cast Away My Doubt,
And The Insecurities I Hold Tightly To

Let The Flowers Tickle My Skin,
And Let Them Take Away The Envy,
Tell The Sun To Nurture What Is Good,
And Let The Rest Fade Into The Breeze

Let The Soil Embrace Me,
And Extract All Which Gives Me Pain,
Let The Earth Feed Upon My Hatred,
And Convert My Remorse To Nourishment
So, It's Been A While.
Sydney Victoria Dec 2012
I May Snarl At You--With Straight Angry Teeth,
I May Smile--Though I'm Not Okay Underneath,
I May Believe--Though I Think The Future's Bleak,
And I May Act Strong--Even Though I Am Weak,
I Will Lie--Only To Keep You From The Truth,
And I Am Glad I'm Caged--I'd Get Hurt If Loose,
I Am Glad I Can't Fly--Because I Know I'd Fall,
I'll Act Fake--Because I Want To Impress Them All,
I'll Write Music--Because I Am In Pain,
I'll Drink Bleach--Because My Insides Are Stained,
I'll Be A Different Person--For Everyway You Think,
But I Wouldn't Impress You By Taking A Drink,
I May Act Fake--But In Ways You Are Too,
It's Just A Way--To Cover Symptoms Of The Blues
Tired Of Being Called Fake
Sydney Victoria Mar 2013
Never Give Up On Your Dreams
Unless They're Truly Stupid
Comical I Guess
Sydney Victoria Sep 2012
I Have Issues,
I'll Admit,
I Have Issues,
Im Trying Not To Get Split,
In Two,
I Love You,
And You,
And You Too,
But That Doesnt Mean I Don't Have Trust Issues

I Am Green Eyed Monster,
No Not Jealousy,
I'm Running On A Wheel Like A Hamster,
I Have Empathy,
But Im A Little Bit Of A Disaster,
I Don't Trust Anyone I Meet,
No Matter What Our Chemistry,
I'm Sorry But I Can't Compete,
Because I Wander Around Hopelessly,
Around The World,
Feeling I Don't Belong,
But I'm Only One Of 3 Billion Girls,
So Maybe I Do Belong

I Was Trusting Before,
I Got Slammed In The Face By An Opened Door,
I Thought I Was Able To Stand By Keeping Busy,
But Honestly I'm Still Dizzy,
I Was Welcomed In,
But My Acceptance Was A Sin,
My Thoughs Fly Like The Speed Of Sound,
I'm No Longer On The Ground,
Oh Poetry,
Let Me Feel Your Therapy,
I'm Sorry For My Issues,
If Your Upset Grab A Tissue,
But Inside I'm Just Afraid I'll Lose You
It's True, I Have Trust Issues:p
Sydney Victoria Apr 2013
Am I Defined By A Grade Circled In Red,
Or Am I Defined By The Teacher Which Gave It?

Am I Defined By The Rumors Which Cling To My Name,
Or Am I Defined By My Peers Who Spread Them?

Am I Defined By The Words Of Corrupted Beings,
Or The Feelings In Which They Half-Heartedly Dwell?

I Want To Define Myself--Someday Soon,
I Don't Want To Be The Girl Who,

Said This,
Wore This,
Did This

I Don't Want To Be The Girl Who,

Liked Him,
Then Loved  Him,
Then She Was The One Who Lost

I Don't Want To Be The Girl,

So Many People Say I Am,

I Want To Be

*Sydney
Just Recapping In My Mind--- Step 2 Towards Forgiveness:)
Sydney Victoria Oct 2012
You Held Me Tight In Your Arms,
The Night Air Nipping At Our Skin,
Our Breath Clouds Of Warmth,
Mixing Underneath The Stars
"I Love You," You Said, Your Hands Meandering,
Up And Down My Spine,
Trying To Keep Me Warm,
In The Frosty Octobor Night
Corn Stalks Gently Grazed Our Jeans,
You Held Me Close,
Perplexing The Lurking Demons,
Warming My Blood,
With Your Lips*
"I Love You Too," I Said Holding Your Shoulders
You Wrapped Me In Your Arms,
Folding Our Souls Together,
Like An Ormagami Crane,
And You Kissed My Cheek,
Our Frozen Fingers Entwined

"Don't Ever Leave Me," You Said Lovingly,
As You Burried Your Face Into My Neck,
And Kissed It Lightly
I Lay My Head On Your Shoulder,
And The Goosebumps On My Skin Faded,
As My Body Enjoyed The Cold

"I Won't" I Murmered,
You Stared Into My Eyes,
And Pulled Me Closer,
Our Lips A Millimeter Away,
You Know What I Like

I Felt Your Breath As You Asked,"What Would You Say If I Asked You To Marry Me?"
Even Though It Was Only 2 Seconds,
The Space Imbetween That Question,
Felt Like Two Hours,
Honestly I Never Wanted That Moment To End

"I Would Say Yes, Why?"
I Could Feel Your Pulse Rise,
And Your Skin Start To Warm

"Because Someday I'm Going To Ask You, And Give You A Diamond Ring, Almost As Beautiful As You"
I Smiled
A Reflection To Yours
As We Sat Under
The Yellowish Cresent Moon

"Then It's A Yes"
I Laughed
My Annoying Kackly Laugh
The One You Love

"Can I Kiss You?"
My Eyebrows Lowered
In Sarcastic Annoyence
But I Giggled

"Fine"
As You Kissed Me
I Smiled

"Please Take My Sweatshirt," You Begged Me
I Noticed My Shivering Body
The Hairs On My Arms Rose
And My Fingers Felt
As If They Belonged To A Dead Person

"Okay" I Reluctantly Said
*You Put Your Sweatshirt Over My Shoulders
And As You Cuddled Me Closer
And Kissed My Lips One Last Time
I Opened My Eyes
The Light From The Moon
Streaked Across My Face
Suddenly I Heard You Whisper
Goodnight
As We Stood On My Doorstep
Goodnight I Replied
Really Really Gushy Again Haha! This Is Not 100% True If You're Wondering || Truly Our Time Together Flies By, I Hope Someday It Will Never End:(
Sydney Victoria Oct 2013
I Wish I Could Explain My Current State Of Mind.
Undesired Instead Empire.. Ahaha:)

There Is So Much I Wish To Say About This Feeling Of Loss And Sadness Which Dwells Within My Hollow And Cooling Heart...
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
I Want To Scream,
Break A Vase,
See The Tears, On My Face?
I Don't Want To Dream,
I Don't Want To Sleep,
Though I'm Tired, So Tired I Weep.
Yesterday Was Horrible,
Yet Today Was Worse,
I Feel The Wicked--Dreaded Curse.
The Star Necklace Falling,
From My Neck,
But With All The Pain What Do You Expect?
You Can Turn Against Me,
Rip Through My Spline,
Though You'll Never Destroy This Durable Machine.
Let's Take A Bow,
And Raise A Hand,
Though The Encore Is For Another Band.
Sydney Victoria Dec 2012
The Flowers Completely Withered,
A Shadow Sneakily Slithered,
Through The Eerie Night

A Heart Tattered,
And Pages Of A Memoir Brutally Battered,
What A Mysterious Sight

Black Shadows Masqurade,
A Girl Young--So Brave,
Killing Demons With A Soul So Bright

Needle In Her Brain,
The Skin On Her Arm Stained,
Yet She Still Fights

The Clouds Aloft,
Warm Breath Covered In Frost,
Falling Stars Ignite

Eyelids Heavy And Drooping,
Thoughts Entangled--Endlessly Looping,
Ones That Are Neither Wrong Nor Right

Consciousness Forced,
A Body Exhausted As If She Just Climbed A Horst,
Darkness Enclosing The Light

A Glassy Stare Holding Greenish Eyes,
Metal Teeth Tearing Helping To Disguise,
The Disease Which Was Given Out Of Spite

Walls White And Square,
Sometimes Life Is Just Not Fair,
Dream Of A Better Tomorrow As You Sleep Tight
Sydney Victoria Feb 2013
Andromeda Pulses Eager To Shine,
Black Sky Outlines Swirled Lemon Lime,
Comets Race With Tails Ablaze,
Dazzling Dancers Which Capture Our Gaze,
Earthenware Births From A Cosmic Soil,
Fiery It Thrives--To Our World It Is Loyal,
Ganymede Dances With Calypso In Flight,
Heavenly They Dance Through Days And Nights,
Illusions Reality In Wind They Sway,
Jasmine Fills The Breeze Of April And May,
Knapsacks Of Gold Lay In Coarse Sands,
Lavish T'were The Warm And Loving Lands,
Mercury Peers Around The Light In The Sky,
Never Will It Dare To Speak A Lie,
Orion Plays Among The Other Stars,
Prancing He Hunts In A Prairie Afar,
Quiet, Spirits Drift Along The Currents Of Time,
Radiant They Skip Gleaming Like A Dime,
Shrill Heartbeats Throttle The Ear,
Together Moons Lurk--Ever So Near,
United Blue Nebulas Sing In Pride,
Water Crystallied Trying To Hide,
Xenophobes Hide Underneath Worn Roads,
Yonder Throats Sing Untill Their Melodies Erode,
Zipped Were The Lips Of Change
Any Ideas For A Title? I've Been Seeing People Doing These And I Wanted To Try One! It Is Way Harder Than It Looks....
Sydney Victoria Feb 2013
Artifical Strawberry And Apple Scents Fill The Air,
Chocolate Grazes Starving Lips,
Single Hearts Filled With Despair,
Hungrier Eyes Gaze At Curving Hips,
Pink And Red Petals Coat The Snowy Streets,
Tissues Lay Crumpled In Trash Cans,
Destiny--Boy And Girl Meet,
Does Love Ever Follow It's Original Plans?
Hugs And Kisses Fly In The Bone Chilling Breeze,
But No Words Are Important Enough To Say,
Can I Have A Valentine Please?
Oh Well--It's The Same As Every Other Valentine's Day
Anyone Wanna Be My Valentine? :) <3 Hahaha Happy Valentine's Day Everyone! I Love You All
Sydney Victoria Feb 2013
Vines Slipped Silently Through A Runged Fence,
Summers Came And Went Yet They Still Twined,
They Wound Themselves Constricting The Metal,
The Slow Moving Warriors Of The Mother Earth,
Gradually They Pull The Man Made Barrier Back,
Back Into The Ancient Beauty Of The Brown Soil,
As The Years Crawled By Into The Growing World
Blahh Not That Good :/
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
Gentle Feathers Caress The Wind,
How Beautiful In The Dawn Light,
Does The Raven's Brilliant Voice Sound,
Songbirds Spring To Life Underneath,
The Brave Last Three Stars,
The Deer's Brittle Legs Stand Still,
In The Morning Snow,
An Eagle Is The Only Eye To Catch,
The Sly Wolf Weaving In The Trees,
And The Funny Thing Is That,
I Was Right There With Them
Just Trying To Relax
Sydney Victoria Mar 2013
The Nets Hold Our Dreams Like Tangled Bugs,
And The Courts Gleam With Our Ambition,
Beads Of Sweat Form Perfectly On Our Raised Brows,
As We Play With The Attitude A Champion Needs,
We Are Dressed In Black And Blue,
Floor Burn Covering Our No Longer Smooth Skin,
Our Lips Bleeding From The Battle For The Ball,
The Sound Of Screaming Becomes White Noise,
As We Burrow Into The Gym Floor,
Just For One More Medal,
And As We Walk Away From The Courts,
With Our Arms Bruised And Torn,
Red And Raw,
We Smile At Our Dreams Still Lying,
In The Twisted Nets
I Love The Rush Of The Game--And Yep.. I'm A Total **** (Fellow Vballers Know What I'm Talking About)
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