I am asking allima to close my other thread as my poems got lost almost the pages of loose chit chat and pictures..
So please unless your commenting on my work dont post chit chat here...Its annoying..
A poem which was written for me..
Don't you dare!
If you reall care -- for us, them, those, and thou!
Close your thread...why? am i not allowed
To enjoy and sigh of words painted thus...
Of life, love, joy...oh but if you must.
I will be saddened and for sure to shed a tear.
To no longer read your works. to me they are dear.
No matter how far you are or where you are
No matter how much space between us
But I will wait for you with hope in my heart
My love still lonely and search for your soul
Yes, it is miserable when you are not close to me
I am sure my world is better when I am in your arms
My love for you is pure, devine and grows sure in me
Your love has no condition on me and sets me free
Waiting for you, so i can feel your gentle touch
Waiting for you, so i can get your huge hug
Waiting for you, so i can get your deep kiss
Yes, I find all my happiness in loving you
No matter when or how soon you will come back
But my heart is waiting for you.
A dragon of decades
With scales so black
Hard like diamonds
Eyes as blue as the sea!
He lives in a cave many miles away.
and sleeps in the day!
But in the night he in his his full glory
flying unknown amonst the stars!
His cave is full of gems from afar
Beautiful items, full or purity!
No-one knows why he collects them
But I have heard of his love for a human-girl!
With hair as gold as the sun!
And eyes as blue as the sky!
Some say he morns for her
Some say he watches over her as she sleeps.
No-one really knows much about this dragon!
No-one has ever really seen him!
Accept me! I see him everynight
As i sleep he invades my dreams
To me he is a vision
of a beauty beyond all words.
And even though i keep it hid
My heart sings a song just for him
As he is Moriloke,
the rarest and yet most beautiful dragon
of all our time!
So, how's everyone doing today? Anything new? Oh, that sounds wonderful! Is it pea-green, or more off-white? Yeah, OK. Tomorrow? Around noon? Great! See you there...
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
I've lost all sight of my goals,
An ocean of despair has swept my hope away.
Watching my hope drift away upon the tide,
And I begin to sit and cry.
I cry for everything I've lost,
For everything I've never had,
For all the things I crave but will never gain.
I weep for for you, The one I want but never had.
The one whose embrace I cannot survive without.
I see no way to co-exist,
I must have you to myself.
The pain that plagues me every day,
Wishing for your affections.
I cry for what I feel I've lost forever more.
But what....how ignorant have I been?
I've finally realized the awful truth,
I have not lost you...not really,
I cannot lose what I never had...
As i lay here all alone
with no-one to comfort me
but my dreams and wishes
i see a stream and realise
how thirsty i really am
so i kneel down and
help myself to the water
but just then i see
a wild animal staring back at me
as i look around i realise
that i am truely alone
but yet again in this water
a wild animal appears
it stares at me for a while
with a great sadness in his eyes
and as a single tear falls from its eyes
my cheek feels wet
and then it hits me
that this wolf is no other
but my sad expression
looking back at me
and the love that i lost
has left me very
hungry....like a wolf
i hate it here
the nights go on
for almost eternity
and my heart feels
that i cant describe
where are you
do you feel it too
it feel like.
nothing is there......
It's hard to live behind a mask,
Making people believe your happy is a very hard task,
Days go by as my life gets worse,
Constantly hiding my dreaded curse,
People always believe what they see,
But they don't know whats going on for me,
My life is corrupt on the inside,
I cant hold it much longer i cannot hide,
But yet i cannot spread my feelings about I,
Instead the reflected light of the razors shines to my eye,
The movement of the razor relieves my soul,
It can help my secret but still will never be told.
if i could bring words
i would write for days
filling thimbles of pages
holding the sea
or would it be but one
a sentence or two
if i could speak
where language fell short
to the center of a silent tongue
but i cannot speak
all words at once
and none at all
forgive these clumsy lips
forgive this lowly jaw
she is far too slow
and pencil, too
to catch my savage thoughts