Anonymouse Posted January 23, 2004 Report Share Posted January 23, 2004 20 million heart beats per second sending me sliding down the pit of unknown settings of unsettling streams of psychotic dreams with thoughts moving 20 million miles per second going no where it seems, no where, any where away from the air that humans share away to a place 20 million lifetimes away, where death has died a thousand times and life has lost its pain on wings spread wide and arms stretched high away I fly again Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted January 23, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 23, 2004 Breaking Away Written by DarkSylph You found it a game to watch my pain, Did you pause and think of the scars on my soul? My heart was bruised, torn and used, Yet I followed you blindly into a blackening hole. Love to me was a feeling new and pure, Emotions unknown consumed my whole heart You took my love and made it your whore, Dissected my spirit and ripped it apart I could see what you were doing to me, And I hid my eyes, willed myself to be blind. It was true that I was afraid to be free, You pulled my soul too fiercely then left me behind. I loved you for the attention you gave, I loved so completely, with all of my power. But I can't stay confined in this lonely cave, I will break from your clutch, I will no longer cower. The darkness still rips silently and cruelly within. It consumes and it corrodes, crawling through this skin. I've fabricated my life with lies, creating your love. Something that never existed. A Blackened, broken dove. Love clawed all truth from my blinded eyes. Now I can see and now I despise. Hate seethes inside and will never again be contained. I give myself to the loathing that courses in these veins. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted January 23, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 23, 2004 Fallen Written by DarkSylph My wings are tattered, bloody and torn, Dying, falling, I slowly crawl. My life is forfeit, no longer mine by right. I lost it when I took my flight. I soared for a moment in to the sky, My wings thrilled with feeling. A flurry of feathers, I danced and I sang Now all I feel is loss and it's murderous pang. Now I crawl in the dirt, blood in my mouth. Stare up at the moonlight far in the distant skies. Bliss was short-lived, as I soon found. You condemned my heart, I was flung to the ground. My wings may be destroyed and dull, I am cold but not completely numb. My heart is not dead and my spirit is strong. I know these feelings within my breast are not wrong. Crush my body, do you think I care? I'll drag myself to the heavens somehow. I will find a way to save my soul, save my dying light. I will dance once again, my whole being will ignite. Don't think I can be shattered quite so easily. My heart is strong, as you shall come to see. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gevo27 Posted January 24, 2004 Report Share Posted January 24, 2004 hmmm.. angel jan,, why do u say that its pervertted? You have to understand ee cummings before you understand his liturature... Its not as perverted as it sounds, its blunt not very metaphoric, but its a beautiful thing, no? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted January 24, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 24, 2004 okay maybe not so preverted, but a bit too intimate to be posting here dont you thinnk?! if its that special, it should only be shared between those two people, otherwise its just wrong...lol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted January 24, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 24, 2004 Anonymouse: 20 million heart beats per second sending me sliding down the pit of unknown settings of unsettling streams of psychotic dreams with thoughts moving 20 million miles per second going no where it seems, no where, any where away from the air that humans share away to a place 20 million lifetimes away, where death has died a thousand times and life has lost its pain on wings spread wide and arms stretched high away I fly again WOW, i had to hold my breath for that one, it just really took my breath away, i was readng it so fast that it almost did feel like my heart was beating at the same rate....very good poem...where'd you get it....whoe it by? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anonymouse Posted January 24, 2004 Report Share Posted January 24, 2004 Anonymouse: 20 million heart beats per second sending me sliding down the pit of unknown settings of unsettling streams of psychotic dreams with thoughts moving 20 million miles per second going no where it seems, no where, any where away from the air that humans share away to a place 20 million lifetimes away, where death has died a thousand times and life has lost its pain on wings spread wide and arms stretched high away I fly again WOW, i had to hold my breath for that one, it just really took my breath away, i was readng it so fast that it almost did feel like my heart was beating at the same rate....very good poem...where'd you get it....whoe it by? I cheated. I conspired with my mind to produce it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted January 24, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 24, 2004 this poem is very melancholy buti like it much... Dont stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow I am the diamond glint on snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain I am the autumn rain When you awake in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush Of birds circling in flight. I am the stars that shine at night Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there I do not sleep......... By: unknown author Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted January 24, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 24, 2004 i recently wrote two new poems of my own..i am going to have them published this summer along with a few other old ones...you guys can view one of my previously published ones at www.poetry.com titled best friends Forever im also going to publish this one titled Years and Can't Be Love Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gevo27 Posted January 25, 2004 Report Share Posted January 25, 2004 kewl Angel jan, thats pretty awsome.. i dont write peotry, but i read them pretty good.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted January 25, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 25, 2004 gevo and u say im the blonde here...u read them pretty well eh? guess anyone can read poetry...but u gotta interpret it in your own way lav blondie jan ...lol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gevo27 Posted January 25, 2004 Report Share Posted January 25, 2004 hmmm i should correct myself,, In present tense read ....>>>> I read poetry pretty good.... thats what i meant to say jigyar jan.. hey,, i never said i wasnt a blonde... LOL.. what i mean is that i can read potry wiht good dramatizations,, i always read the poems for the lcass in high schooll whoooooopie eh.. Lol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
allarmeniangirl Posted January 25, 2004 Report Share Posted January 25, 2004 i recently wrote two new poems of my own..i am going to have them published this summer along with a few other old ones...you guys can view one of my previously published ones at www.poetry.com titled best friends Forever im also going to publish this one titled Years and Can't Be Love Really? that's kool. I have a couple of my poems at poetry.com also. I got into writing poetry since 8th grade. why don't u post ur poems here? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gevo27 Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 POST POST POST POST POST POST!!!!!!!!!!!!! COMMMMMMMON<<< we'll like them,, right guys?? LOL... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
allarmeniangirl Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 i just read this poem online.....its soo good. not my poem The Escape a couple solemnly walks then stopping at a stone a winter day's remembrance of the one who is gone the flutter of an eyelash to send a tear away from the fretful fragile source a reddened cheek to stray it crawls along so slowly the destination near a flit from the frosty lash sends down another tear the second tear to follow but captured by a kiss the first escapes off the chin to freefall in the mist Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anonymouse Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 I call this 'Tyranny of Time' by me. it was inspired when I was at the red light looking at the people crossing on the crosswalk each with their own mental clock of what they have to do before the day ticks its last tock. Tyranny of time Time Tales tell us talk today and think tomorrow as we tip toe on times poisonous arrow delivering sorrow to those that deny the real God of man the clock's hand, dream land of man making through minutes of infinity yurning to be free we, reach divinity time brings conformity from dusk till dawn annually time we try to flee we try to transcend the cycle of the earth forget our birth and the rising of the sun but we always descend to our end and the Pied Piper's tune leads on as it carries time's wand Time speaks to us in ticks and tocks of phrases "Time is money", and money talks teetering tenderly on the trackways of time taking a break for breath becomes a crime for I'm a mime trapped under the tyranny of time I'm moving nowhere with 5 million thoughts per second as my past screams its rage it is confined in times cage as I make through times boobey trapped mines swinging from thorn covered vines uncovering rhymes and expanding my confined mind once upon a time --- limit As time ties our rhyme with rules we each posses a watch thats cool go to work to school to learn how to apply a penny for a thought how to work within the timeframe of a thought within a thought of due dates and interest rates of time flies before we meet our mates what becomes of this feeling, this dream? when we dream time loses its meaning for again time compels us to tick the tock and resonate with the right scream On weekday, on workday, on someday, on anyday on birthday, on holiday, all reminders that we are times prey drinking constantly from the cup of time for I am thirsty, to resist is heresy to fight time is blasphemy for no matter how much I try to control my destiny I, you, we are all slaves to time's tyranny but we can always think of our servitude once upon a time - limit. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gevo27 Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 wow... not bad mouse jan... not bad at all... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anonymouse Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 wow... not bad mouse jan... not bad at all... Eh, it's not good or bad its just the way I feel. I also feel like pushing you off of that motorcycle. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
allarmeniangirl Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 Eh, it's not good or bad its just the way I feel........ wait. u actually wrote that? good job Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anonymouse Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 wait. u actually wrote that? good job Yea why, don't any of you ever write poetry? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
angel4hope Posted January 26, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 wow mouse im very impressed! i have so many poems ive written i can pm it to pple i know, i feel uncomfortable posting it...once i let someone read my poem and found it online with their name on it..so i try to publish my poems before i let people read them... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
allarmeniangirl Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 Yea why, don't any of you ever write poetry? yea, i have poems of my own. didn't mean anything by it, just that ur always sarcastic and thought u were kidding that u wrote it. now i'm thinking if i should post one of my poems(published of corse). hmmm Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
allarmeniangirl Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 ...once i let someone read my poem and found it online with their name on it..... r u serious??? i would have been so mad and would have definitely told them off(in a good manner). Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anonymouse Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 wow mouse im very impressed! i have so many poems ive written i can pm it to pple i know, i feel uncomfortable posting it...once i let someone read my poem and found it online with their name on it..so i try to publish my poems before i let people read them... Well, once you don't give a damn for any of the forumers, you can post it freely and without hesitation. I just hope they don't steal my poem. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gevo27 Posted January 26, 2004 Report Share Posted January 26, 2004 Eh, it's not good or bad its just the way I feel. I also feel like pushing you off of that motorcycle. lol... oh dont worry iv had my share of falls,, ill just pretend next time i fall, that you pushed me off,, and ill come in here and get pissed at you,, hows that mouse>? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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