"catched" poems
Raindrop oh raindrop
I like every drop
But there was a girl that's been trapped
Inside a small but breakable raindrop
It is no ordinary raindrop
It is like a crystal
It's very fragile
Raindrops were like her teardrops
Slowly streams down her face
Tears that would like to race
No one will took a interest
To a simple raindrop
When will this storm stop?
Raindrops keep falling on the ground
But how about the fragile one?
Would it break to pieces?
How the girl wish she would be catch by someone
It's hard to fall wihout being catched by anyone
You'll be the broken one
Raindrop oh raindrop
Keep falling
Still flowing
Then now I am slowly breaking
Iniside this raindrop
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 8:11 PM UTC
You catched my eye the first time we met,
I don't know but I hope my first impression wasn't so bad.
We started talking a little and soon you had my heart,
You may not know you have it but please don't tear it apart.
I really like you and for the first time it feels right,
And to be honest, you're all I can think about at night.
One single thought off you can get a smile on my face,
It's something you can't just simply erase.
I really do hope that you maybe might like me as much as I like you,
I wish it wasn't too good to be true.
Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 3:58 PM UTC
We were looking for each other but it took you longer
to realize that when I saw you the search was over.
I knew that sooner or later you'd have to see the truth,
that back when you didn't care I was caring for us two.
I was losing my faith but you catched me right on time,
and now when I look into your eyes I see what you see in mine,
and I know that you know how I've always loved you.
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 10:06 PM UTC
When I was younger somebody gave me a dreamcatcher as a gift, I was thrilled and put it right on top of my bed, all the time it just sat there watching over me and guarding the night but it slowly took away everything I had, my nightmares were supposed to go away but they weren't the only thing that left
The dreamcatcher catched my dreams, my fears and my feelings. What is left now are quiet nights, with no color in sight, and the room in my heart for the dreams I will never have.
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
My favorite story in greek/roman mythology is the story of Persephone and Hades.
I always though that she was in love with him
That she was the good grace that saved him
Almost as yin and yang, two beautiful opposites that fell perfectly into what I described as love.
But as I read inbetween the inbetween of the lines
I learned that I was wrong.
She wasn't happy at all, she just couldn't leave.
She was trapped in a whirlwind of melancholy
Longing for a hand to grab through the storm.
And as she grew sadder, so did the world around her.
When she was not with Hades flowers grew inbetween her toes
and butterflies danced across the clouds,
But when she had to leave the sky rained monotone gray.
I was Persephone, I longed to help the hopless
and in hope of love being returned to me from the hands of god
all i was given, was nothing.
But then you came.
You swooped me off of my feet and doused me in saphires.
You showed me what it felt like to be loved.
I'll admit, the feeling is new,
But sometimes you have to grab the hands of fate and just hope that you'll be catched.
Because at the end of the day, why keep picking roses if they're thorns make you bleed?
Thats why I prefer Sunflowers;
and I'm sure if she had the chance, Persephone would too.
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
Waiting for the train come
It was peak time
The train station was packed like sardine packed
Full of workers hoping to go back home to their families
All the sweats they have given out on that day
Was it all worth it?
Standing besides the railway
Fantasizing, imagining
If i jump will anyone help me?
Will anyone pull me out of the railway?
Small lights catched my eye 1km away
Oh there's the train coming!
Everyone was colliding and pushing each other to get into the train
Because you don't want to miss the train
It was near dawn, everyone wants to go back before dawn approaches
They would do anything to get in
I was bumped into a guy, he was sweet
And then things get so awkward in the train
I was seating infront of the guy
It was one of the moments I would like to escape from
But not long after that, we hopped off at our station
Heading back home
And until now, I could never forget his face :)
Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 1:13 PM UTC
Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove,
Of golden sand, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines and silver hooks.
There will the river whispering run,
Warmed by thy eyes more than the sun.
And there the enamoured fish will stay.
Begging themselves they may betray.
When wilt thou swim in that live bath,
Each fish, which every channel hath,
Will amorously to thee swim,
Gladder to catch thee, than thou him.
If thou, to be so seen, beest loath,
By sun or moon, thou dark’nest both;
And if myself have leave to see,
I need not their light, having thee.
Let others freeze with angling reeds,
And cut their legs with shells and weeds,
Or treacherously poor fish beset
With strangling snare, or windowy net.
Let course bold hand from slimy nest
The bedded fish in banks out-wrest,
Or curious traitors, sleave-silk flies,
Bewitch poor fishes’ wandering eyes.
For thee, thou need’st no such deceit,
For thou thyself are thine own bait;
That fish that is not catched thereby,
Alas, is wiser far than I.
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Your body, is a story for me
The story tells me
We've all been through something
And it hurts and it stings
But with struggle comes strength
-as cliche as it is-
Connecting your beauty marks with my finger tips
my lips on your soft but thick skin
deep smells, deep spells
Intertwined with love and compassion
*** and lust
smelling scents that are addicting
your noises, my reactions
so addicting
So dreamy
Is it true?
Who cares-
Scared and frightened
But its a breath of fresh air
Because I've been craving and wanting
someone who responds
You're there
You're human
We're intertwined
With a ring around my neck
Cross your fingers, hope to love
Slit your thoat, with hope
Whatever disease you have, you catched me
And its truth
I feel for you
Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 12:42 AM UTC
*Those emotions keeping me awake.
Eyes never closing fully.
My life isn’t complete yet.
The last piece is unknown.
Those feelings keeping me aware.
Eyes observing everything.
What am I missing?
Where am I lost at?
The puzzle I can never finish.
The emptiness I never can fill.
The feeling I can never experience.
The piece I never can have.
The light I reach for is further away from my heart.
The wind in my soul blew it out.
The storm in my head never clears up.
The flaw in my life I’ve always wondered about.
Ever since that day I fell.
That time I kept falling down.
You catched me already broken.
And left me due to my poor shape.*
May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 12:09 PM UTC
After all of that running,
even though I'm panting.
I can't stop now,
I have to keep moving!
I can feel my blood pressure rising.
I'm not giving up, I'll continue on climbing.
I catched my breath, and realized that I'm still alive.
Some people say that
I'm out there dying.
Well that didn't stop me from trying.
At first, I started crying;
My mind wasn't right,
There were times when I started to fight.
Thanks to God I began striving.
I made it this far
Even though it was hard
I'm never going to stop,
until I reach the top
because I'm almost there.
Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 12:06 AM UTC
hold me down for real
catch my eyes the way you
catched the morning light
say those three words
and come run forever with me
let's dance on the white balcony
or lay down on the sleepless dusty road
and watch as the moon breathe
let's sing along our favorite song and kiss
beneath all the city lights at 3 am
come on
hold me down for real
and i'll be yours forever.
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
is it Thursday already
sheep all move
he is cocky
that catched rat´s tale..
it is balm that sooth
firth of forth
in my crib
i laughed..
lime in the coconut
ad lib..
i broke down
on this day..
and turned to
sound
it was somewhere
to belong o..
and two legs
sure sanctuary
a beauty of vistas
your eyes..
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 5:09 AM UTC
Life started with a point,
continuing with a half matured flower,
All the storm that i have gone through,
till the period of nourishment,
survival was only possible,
because you made that happen,
Your hands were over me,
Your blessing was there with me,
When everyone was aganist me,
you stood up for me,
When i was breaked down,
You catched me,you stood for me,
You were there,
in my laugh,in my cry,in my ups &down;,
"Man may come and man may go but,
Mother like you go on forever"
Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 2:56 PM UTC
it was a day like no other
the mountains stood low
the trails were shortened
water droplets on the grass
smoke in the car
lost my breath,
catched it,
collapsed.
Jun 28, 2012
Jun 28, 2012 at 5:03 PM UTC
She catches her throat in horror
And the scream escapes and shatters against the walls of his heart.
She embraces her chest in pain
And her faith starts to deteriorate with every tear that is not being catched
by him.
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 1:23 PM UTC
I was walking trying not to slip and roll,
My thoughts speeding widout control,
And I was crawling across your memories.
But then the mountain came along,
Which hid my most longing dawn,
And on your smile were subsiding all my worries.
Places I had been and the places I want to go,
It was always you who was meant to be in my burrow,
I was striking with pride against the thunders.
And then there came a cyclone,
While the lightenings blended shone,
Wid you I can make many wonders.
But as the banks seperated from the river,
Soul catched the cold with the heat of fever,
Misunderstandings were meant to always shading.
Clouds gathered for sorting out the querries,
Here was I, collecting moments in raindrops and the raindrops in memories,
Maybe the scarred smile is silently fading.
But as nothings ever gone for always,
Hopeless Hopes tend to turn backways,
But theres a light always spreading wide seeking a trade.
Frozen leaves smile as the sun shines in the sky,
My lips call you back as my hands wave you goodbye,
Its wading, for what my heart has craved..
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 12:04 PM UTC
*i have stained every tattered papers
with words that i long to speak
feelings that i have kept for so long
that is needed to be free
i am trapped in a crucial maze
so lost in this world for days
catched up with unfamiliar signs
leading me to the answers i will face
now waiting for someone to unravel me
in this unbearable darkness i am living
unknown voices wrapping my mind
destroying every bit of my soulful being
how long should i suffer this?
i just love someone so much who left me
with nothing but wounds and intolerable pain
wondering why this is the price i have to pay*
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 10:23 AM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, happiness is a butterfly--not me who said that;•>
maybe I'm jealous
a little bit over the line than rebellious
that that me has got the glory of the dreamy night
where my me has got a hell day of a bore with no light
the await tasted so bitter so sweet
unguardedly catched my heart and swept my humble feet
the disgust of the heat ran my skies famished high the green grass
train wreck on the borders scattered in a bulk in a mass
olive skinned a human bare born alive after the long
from the blues I knew I beheld I fell eyes upon
drifted on waves tattooed to that arm to that vein
a word not sure in my memory still
or maybe from before remains
------ravenfeels
May 3, 2021
May 3, 2021 at 4:26 PM UTC
he catched mortality
without framing it
left it as a gateway,
an open door to Light
until the end
entering his real world
he knew the way
not by death
but real life
marked it
gently
when taking off
© Marialenn 12/12/2014
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 1:25 PM UTC
tell me do you like the machine?
you spend mondays in the sun?
where do you belong?
whom do you conform?
...did we reach the sun?
...where are we from?
who are you to speak
that the wires would be weak
that the system works anyway?
the machine produces anything
want to see what's underneath it?
deepest creatures you won't believe it...
no truth to be told.
no truth to be told.
let's close the deal.
some weeks off, a free meal.
you don't know what to do anyway.
but as on sundays,
lying in your chair,
fishing in the blue sea
still not knowing, (anything)
how deep it really is
but left as you catched a fish.
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 3:42 PM UTC
Did you see the way he mugged me right after she hugged me?
lookin hella scared as if he even cared,
when they drove off he hit her with a cough,
when he looked back he felt her up her rack ,
Warn, torn, Baby just born.
Six year age range,
No home no change.
wish I could have catched it from the way he sketched it,
She is just a beauty workin hard on deuty.......
May 10, 2013
May 10, 2013 at 3:03 PM UTC
Do not live my life it's hot and boren
Do not wish I swing pin and Paul,
Do not wish my throat were dried from my thoughts that drown my chin,i wish I were younger to change what I have become ..a masquerade on the ledge...
Be as my binary fill with even numbers match.. for you wouldn't understand, free from a cage..catched by your eyes
I find myself in the middle of two walls, one on epifany the other on dialogue,
You bleed me dry from your work and sweat...
I please all but myself ..now I am pleased no more ..
I clap and you dance... Strange sounds of my land
A drum on a stick with a pack of frankincense
You beg me for unbelievable understanding when thy good dispises me..
Amitu the palm wine tapper was once a farmer so you said..
I will stay quiet till I meet you that day where the scorns and chains rebel for freedom....
Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 9:05 PM UTC
It's been a while,
A pause indeed, since last we spoke my friend;
How goes the trial,
Laws disagreed, hence fastly broken then.
I know such things,
Quickly stirred, and mixed up sediment;
Angrily,
The people roared, and pushed back in lament.
Though the big whigs,
Fat--content--made their choices known;
Fewer sticks,
Racks or stones, could reveal such bruises shown.
The people cried out,
Fraught with rage: no more racial sin;
And fire bout,
And rattled cage: the riots did begin.
He said she said,
Fingers stretched, and looked for victims sweet;
Burn the bed,
The whole house catched, and cooked the poor babe's feet.
Ironically,
Justice sought, the people turned to crime;
Cynically,
Fuss for not, no lesson learned with time.
How dare you
Shout out in his name, and call your actions just;
How dare you
Tout your shameful ways, for media to lust.
You think your actions
Bring him peace? His family any comfort?
Seek equality with violence
In the streets?! What fairness brings this sport?
How 'bout next time,
Before you decide, to selfishly loot and plunder...
...you take the time,
Explore these "lies," and seek lessons lying under?
Such quick default,
To mob mentality, your ignorance raced to match;
Your morals halt,
In ethical frailty, and sense replaced by the cookie-cutter batch.
And cynical,
Though I, myself, have quickly grown to be;
At least I try,
Peacefully to delve, and learn from Missouri.
Backwards still,
Our country may be, with racial issues new;
It fits the bill,
Quite obviously, as our citizens recently proved:
Really?! Oh really?!
We haven't moved forward, since race riots of the past?
How childish, how silly,
You've clearly ignored,
The equality acheived at last.
And no, of course not,
We're certainly not perfect, for bigots still surely exist;
But do you not realize,
How little you've helped, to spread love and remedy this.
Embrace peace now,
Brother, resign your anger and hatred and cynical ways;
Let's bring this country
Together again, let equality ring out the day.
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 11:33 PM UTC