*POETRY SLAM!*

[sweet8]

*Hey, guys! Do any of you have poems that they would like to share? Post them, here! Here is one of mine:

"Untitled."
As the moon shines;
he slides his hand over mine.
He likes to be near;
which makes him, so sincere.
We talked, kissed, and sought;
we be together, no matter what others thought.
He was just a simple guy, he said;
but to me, he was my best friend.
In my times of trouble;
he was there for me, on the double.
He loves me for who I am;
not by my looks or glam.
As the sun starts to rise;
his hand is now cold, as ice.
We drove back to town;
now our love has been born.

[Assassin Witch]

Too Deep

A trip causes a bruise
a fall causes a wound

Nothing can save you,
you’ve fallen too deep.

Pain soars through,
nothing you can do

Nothing can save you,
you’ve fallen too deep.

Split in two,
you can’t win

Nothing can save you,
you’ve fallen too deep.

Down the middle,
the pain is too deep

Nothing can save you,
you’ve fallen too deep.

The wound stays,
loneliness prevails

Nothing can save you,
you’ve fallen too deep.

[sweet8]

*Bravo! Very good poem; Assassin Witch.

[legacy]

Both of your poems were terrific! Please keep posting them, I would love to read more!

[sweet8]

*Well, legacy, thank you for your compliment. Here is one that I wrote when I was depressed:

"Broken."
As I lie awake in my bed, waiting.
Waiting to die, waiting to live, waiting for
an absolution that would never come.

These wounds will never heal;
this pain is, too much to conceal.

What he says, he might not mean;
but it still hurts~ just the same.
You may ask why he is, this way.
Well; it is alcohol, I say!

As I start to think, of what he has done to me;
I begin to cry~ can't you see?

Oh, please; come wipe these tears away.
Please tell me everything, will be okay.
Please.....don't make me beg.

[poignardpoppet]

They're all terrific! And kind of sad! I'm not creative enough to make one!lol

[Assassin Witch]

Sweet8, your poems are really well done.

I can't write. That one was written on a day that I was really down and actually fell down at school. I started writing it about that fall, but then it went farther to my life.

I've got one more poem that I wrote, and that's it. Fics are more my writing (though they all suck).

[legacy]

Assassin Witch you shouldnt be so down on yourself. The poem you posted was great and I havent read any of the fan fics yet but I am sure they are just as good if not better! The fact that you wrote the one poem shows you have the ability to do more if you choose. Maybe you just have to be in a certain frame of mind. Either way if it's something you enjoy doing dont give up on it! What you might think isnt good, others might think it is amazing!

[Assassin Witch]

As I continue to be told, "you are your own worst critic". *sighs* And, yes, I think I gotta be in my "depressed" mood to write poems. But, my muse is never around when I wanna write. Always there to give me ideas, but not to really write. But, thank you, Legacy. That really helps.

[jmasonii]

*SPOILER ALERT* *SPOILER ALERT* *SPOILER ALERT*

IF YOU ARE A FAN OF THE FANFICTION '3 Witches and a Holy Vampire" you may not want to read this poem. Jusy a fair warning...




"Raphael's Eulogy" 7:26 p.m. 2/24/06

Oh! How He who is Unseen has fallen!
Against all odds He prevailed,
And his soul set free and sailed.
The Ultimate Evil, Chaos, vanquished.
Gone forever until infinity.
He, who is the incarnation of the Holy Spirit,
Shall be the embodiment of eternity.
Through 3 and the Phoenix shall He rise again...

[sherryberry]

here's one of my happier poems.. and those are hard to come by lol

Roses and Paintings

Warm kisses caressing the angels' song
Heart-felt melody embrace an aching existance
Gliding across time with a beautiful stranger.
The withered hopes regain again
For life has come back in the dead rose
That once bloom in such majesty
And even after all this time,
The rose petals are still intact
After all this time
After all these doubts,
Troubled thoughts boiling to explode.
Instead, the rose only blossoms more each day.
Opening its beautiful arms to new experiences
Beauty radiants from all corners
When the other blossom is present.
It's so exquisite that a picture is formed.
The wet paint still drips of its glorious blood.
It fills the lovely roses and give off
An even more splendid glow.
Paint a picture with me everyday
We'll paint the most beautiful scene
And grow the most beautiful garden.

[sherryberry]

and here's another one

My World

I close my eyes
And jump off
Floating in air
No clue where I am going.
I let it all go
It's always been better
Living in my dream world
Rather than face reality.
I fall into the ocean
I feel the water closing in
Drown me in my own emotions
Surround me with my own confusion
The cold stings my skin
A thousand needles
Stab through my own flesh
I clasp my bleeding heart
Staring at it
Nothing I can do to stop the flow
The blood taints the ocean
And all I see is a red blanket
Clouding my vision
Filling up my lungs.
I am merely an existance
Nothing more,
Of no importance,
No impact
I'm stuck in time
The sand has stopped dropping,
My hopes splatters
Across the horizon
Only to disappear
With the inevitable night.
What I thought was true
Was a lie
What I thought were lies
Was the truth.
I can't escape this place
This is my lullaby
As I close my eyes
To jump off again.

[hollypop]

I'm awed by the poetry that is posted here. Sweet8 this is such a great idea.

I am my worst critic also and that prevents me from even posting what I have written. Sometimes it just prevents me from writing at all. It's like 'What a great idea! It's not gonna work out, why bother..' type thing. Weird, huh?

The poems that you guys have posted are so full of emotion... I envy your bravery.

[rfuhriman]

This is something I made up. I was going through a tough time a few years ago.

"If you thought a thought you think you thought, thinking it was another thought, think it over with other thoughts."

Don't stress your brains thinking about it. :-)

[P34e aka Jezzy]

Don't stress your brains thinking about it.

LOL It took me a minute but I got it.
I think this one I wrote is perfect for this thread:

A Place To Start

Smooth, glorious pages before me.
Devoid of words, blank and cold, waiting to be filled with my thoughts, and dreams.
Dreams to share with anyone who might care to read.

As I stare down at this page, ideas race through my mind, and flow through my soul.
Every page holds a great deal of promise.
I become enraptured with the many possibilities each line represents.

One day I might swoon, and speak of twighlight caresses, and long embraces.
Passionate kisses during a moonlit stroll.
Lovers holding hands, and exchanging knowing glances.
Watching billowing waves on a bright sunny day.

Another day I might be full of sorrow, and speak of sullen sour faces, death or sadness.
Overcast skies on rainy cold days.
Lonely men and women in a neverending state of wan.
Depression, war, icy stares and icy hearts.

This is a great place to start a collection of poems about something.
About this thing or that thing.
About something that everyone should deem valuble........Life!

[hollypop]

wow.. p34e, that your poem does seem perfect for this thread.

p3fan- your reminds me of one that I did about 'Time' awhile ago. I was in a 'strange' mood and the words popped into my head- lol

[P34e aka Jezzy]

Thank you hollypop!!!

[rylied]

ok guys, beautiful poetry....absolutly brilliant. I have written poetry since I was 14 (20 years ago). I have had some published. I will go through mine in a bit and post a couple for you..........(p34e...that banner is wonderful!!)

[P34e aka Jezzy]

..........(p34e...that banner is wonderful!!)

Thank you rylied Clare is a magician all I did was send her some pics and tell her what I wanted written and she worked her magic.

[hollypop]

I was wondering if you all minded if I posted a couple of poems that I had written some time ago.

I don't think they are as brilliant as the ones that have been posted but I don't think that they are that bad either.

I kind of want to break out of this self defeatist attitude I have about myself, ya know?