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"changeing" poems
Darkness, a chill in the air, unexpected sorrow overwelming, she's dead. Hope is gone and left. Emptyness is at the door creeping in like death himself. Death came quckly that night,passing right over my brother and decided to take another. No one. Knew untill halfway throught the night, in the silance, at the time of change. He stood over her and let a silent tears flow from his eyes. Her pain was gone, her soul resting etirnialy with God. His pain just beginning. His life was reset, everything changeing because she was dead. The comprehension of death is and will remain imposable. It's the second thing that unites humanity. And it's the first thing we come to fear naturaly. It's a fear not learned or over come. Death is the crul irony of life bringing relife and stress at the same time. Death is the end to what we are a custom to and a beginning to a new life. Death had changed him.,had made him take on new struggles had made him some how stronger. Death had taken his skin and made it impenatable, only two things could harm him and he avoided the one with out hesatation. He came to think that with love came more pain and death himself couldn't even bare it . So thus with out love he could live forever and could concur death. Darkness, a chill in the air, unexpected sorrow overwelming, he's dead. Hope is gone and left. Emptyness is at the door creeping in like death himself. Death came quckly that night,passing right over to my brother. Oh how I wish he could have claimed another. Death has become my friend and my enamy leaveing dispare in his wake but like a snake I can avoid him. For Death is the crul irony of life bringing relife and stress at the same time. Death is the end to what we are a custom to and a beginning to a new life.
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Jan 11, 2011
Jan 11, 2011 at 11:40 AM UTC
Dead
Darkness, a chill in the air, unexpected sorrow overwelming, she's dead. Hope is gone and left. Emptyness is at the door creeping in like death himself. Death came quckly that night,passing right over my brother and decided to take another. No one. Knew untill halfway throught the night, in the silance, at the time of change. He stood over her and let a silent tears flow from his eyes. Her pain was gone, her soul resting etirnialy with God. His pain just beginning. His life was reset, everything changeing because she was dead. The comprehension of death is and will remain imposable. It's the second thing that unites humanity. And it's the first thing we come to fear naturaly. It's a fear not learned or over come. Death is the crul irony of life bringing relife and stress at the same time. Death is the end to what we are a custom to and a beginning to a new life. Death had changed him.,had made him take on new struggles had made him some how stronger. Death had taken his skin and made it impenatable, only two things could harm him and he avoided the one with out hesatation. He came to think that with love came more pain and death himself couldn't even bare it . So thus with out love he could live forever and could concur death. Darkness, a chill in the air, unexpected sorrow overwelming, he's dead. Hope is gone and left. Emptyness is at the door creeping in like death himself. Death came quckly that night,passing right over to my brother. Oh how I wish he could have claimed another. Death has become my friend and my enamy leaveing dispare in his wake but like a snake I can avoid him. For Death is the crul irony of life bringing relife and stress at the same time. Death is the end to what we are a custom to and a beginning to a new life.
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i'm cooking a soup tonight cutting my hands and bleeding the base i';m building thoughts of destruction, collecting my own army on the out side i cover the secrets those lies you saw right thru i'm not scared i have bled, knees are ready to give. So **** this town and **** you cuase it won't mean a thing when my plans are thru and it's not getting better, and it's not alright and it won't be for a long, long time. You should bury me now cause i'm dead i feel lifeless and cold there's no warmth here left for you to hold my bed and dreams a place of doom this home life is a wreak and i have everything... everything to forget So **** this town and **** you cuase it won't mean a thing when my plans are thru and it's not getting better, and it's not alright and it won't be for a long, long time. your changeing your ways your just changeing nothing you just can't bring back peace You see these bright sky's I see them in anger I just can't look past your shame your words just mean nothing due to the warming of good bye. It's fallen on me.  my head is ok, it's fallen on me.
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Oct 26, 2010
Oct 26, 2010 at 10:08 PM UTC
this town
I feel it hit so hard I’m nearly blown to the ground the winds that say “we were only passing through” attempts at catching them are feeble at best sad but realistic and painful to witness changeing myself so I parachute all to keep the winds that once moved so sweetly reality hits me again the winds say “it was only a matter of time” I try to maintain this form all to see its blowing me back why do the winds never stay? Is the point to simply send you a shiver then be on their way to blow past what is no longer loved or perhaps appreciable for after a tornado pushes through nothing can be recognized.
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Jan 1, 2012
Jan 1, 2012 at 11:36 PM UTC
The city winds
Barbed wire rimmed his eyes He caame from, came at the territory Had to step over his body Hot smell of flesh, burned in my senses And their screams burnt in me at night Thoughts of barbed wire These dates keep changeing Times stuck in repeat, I cant say it again Do you even know how many times I played tick tac toe Each cry that sounded in my head, i cant say it again Do you know what an electric fence sky looks like
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 2:56 AM UTC
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Before now I never loved anybody I never trusted anybody Before now I couldn't see my self with one girl my whole life But now I can't see myself going one day without you I'm not proud of my past But if I could go back I wouldn't change a thing Because it made me who I am And who I'm going to be It seams like every **** up I made Everything I did right Everything I did wrong Lead me to you I wouldn't change anything Because I see myself now I'm not as good as I'm going to get I still have a lot to do But I'm changeing everyday For you I make myself a better man Because I don't to cause any pain And like I said before Before now I couldn't see my self with one girl my whole life But now I can't see myself going one day without you Because I love you
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Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 9:56 AM UTC
Looking back