In homage to your good poetry, a poem for you in your style. I hope you enjoy:
After walking several miles, fatigue has gripped me well.
Iíve traveled for quite some time, how long I couldnít tell.
And it so came that at my stop, this humble little town,
Was a clamor Iíve never heard before, the noise twas quite profound.
Towards the echo I made my way, bewildered at the thought,
That somehow in this little town was something that I sought.
For in this journey I began, a part of me to find,
In somewhat desperation that I would not lose my mind.
For this little part of me, I lost some time ago,
I knew it to be humbly great, for I wouldnít have lost it so.
The noise has left, the clamor gone, the sound has fled my ears.
And sadness fills my heart to know that my goal had been so near.
The morning I had rose from bed, the inn was open late,
And paid the keeper and walked outside to finish out my fate.
When there it was, that sound again, a music from some time.
I stopped to hear the music play deep within my mind.
I smiled wide, I bobbed my head, my feet were tapping wild,
My long lost soul, to my much surprise, was a little bitty child.
It seems some time before I aged, a man Iíve now become,
I let go of all once small, my innocence and fun.
And now I see that heís found me, my happiness at last.
No longer need I to walk back here, the road into my past.
It would do well if you actually used spell-checker before posting your poetry. That said...this piece unfortunately rambles incredibly without sense, rhyme or reason. Apparently this door is a metaphor for either person, place or thing. I'm thinking...person?
((well then perhaps you yourself are longing for someone. this poem is a gaint metaphore, for what however depends on the reader. im sorry if the speling goes on horribly and im sorry if the poem doesnt quite take to your likeing to be honest i write em up on the spot and post em...the meanings are my moood and upon the reader. and it does rhyme if you look closer. its not perfect but a valid attempt. thank you though did you enjoy my other poems?))
help me please
i need you now
im on my knees
to give me hope
to give me light
to cease my mope
to give me light
aide me now in this my darkest hour
give a bloom to my heart the wilting flower.
help me please i scream to heaven
on a scale of one to ten im lost at eleven
i need someone to help me up
when i scream that uve had enough
It's pretty good stuff... I'm not really into love poems/songs that I didn't write myself, but they're pretty good... But what does "uve" mean? I assumed it was internet lingo for "you've", but I wasn't sure...
Speaking of songs, how about checking out my Song Lyrics thread? Not to shamelessly self-advertise or anything...
my path has darkened, my stride is lulled
by a phantom, i feel controlled
i reach the end of a road yet known
my fears and worries have only grown
i look right and left and right again
on both sides is there hope
or do i walk to the end
of a path so depressing
and so short lived
not worht reminessing
never wishing i did
__________________ 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.