"chours" poems
A Wave Of Depression,
I Gave The Impression,
That I Did Not Cry
It Was An Obsession,
That Turned To Agression,
You Said That Your "I Love You",
Was A Lie
You Said I Needed Attention,
But You Were An Infection,
That Was Breaking The Last Ties
So I Looked In My Life's Direction,
I Knew I Only Had One Detention,
I Told Myself I Was To Young To Die
So As I Look At My Reflection,
I Stare At My Complection,
And Say Why, Oh Why, Oh Why
Aug 31, 2012
Aug 31, 2012 at 12:57 PM UTC
The forest quite and peaceful,
Swarming with life,
The trees are alive,
The animals are alive,
I finally feel alive,
The sun breaking through the tops of the tallest trees,
Bouncing of the fresh dew,
Moss thick covered trees,
Wet sodden forest floor leaves,
Natures song ringing in my ears,
The crickets soft chirping chours,
I am at home here,
Tentative creatures poke there head out to observe,
I coo to them, telling them it alright,
And a small shivering pond,
Beauty and all,
Reflects the forest,
And the tress unimaginably tall,
I look peacefully at my reflection,
My eyes glowing green,
And no hint of my earlier distress,
But a new happy sheen
Slowly the forest animals come out of hiding,
And I am again at home
Sep 2, 2012
Sep 2, 2012 at 11:23 AM UTC
Why is it that certain songs make me think of you?
The tune? The chours? perhaps the lyrics.
My walls break down and I lay there speechless completely defenseless. You know me so well how could I ever resist you.
Another night in, wondering if you're okay, but at the same time not caring, you call , same time as you did the night before.
It all comes crashing down.
Making everything worse.
Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 6:25 PM UTC