My lonely eyes, They never wonder,
But i wonder if they wonder,
Those who wonder upon the light, the tights,
Bright eyed, night lied, pried open by crime.
Through their prime they dry, cry and die.
They lie and buy, try and pry.....
They hide, bide their time, and climb, to bind.
Drop the coin, coil it around and boil it.
Close it in foil and confide in it.
cheers guys just thought i'd make some stuff up on the spot.
This is a very deep peom. It has alot of emotions and i love peoms like that. It has a sence of beauty within the darkness. I like how it keeps your mind open and makes you think.
Your very first poem , My Eyes, had a similar feel of emotion too.
Your other peoms are okay too but these two seem to be the ones that really got my attention. They really have a good flow to them when you read them.
Okay i wrote enough lol keep up the good work
So guys are the most confusing thing ever on earth
A slowly flowing river is as time,
A course long carved and followed endlessly,
It's eternal path so cruel and sublime,
Its duty to act so maliciously,
Time like a cycle of lovers quarrels,
Separated by hate, bound by their love,
the river will take them in its whorls,
They'll be taken home by the lord above,
Time lets them know where it is that they stand,
Friends and enemies all by the same bide,
like walking along the beach in the sand,
our footprints are washed away by the tide,
in the end all that will be left is time,
not even remembered will be this rhyme.
As a poet myself, I would invite you to try writing poems without the rhyme scheme. Feel free to float adrift in a river of broken rhyme schemes and off beat rhythms. To plunge into the deep end of free verse...
But your peoms are wonderfull, amazing, wonderfuly amazing?
Dad, i dont know what to say.
why was i the focus of your anger?
i was just a little kid, i didnt know right from wrong,
you never told me why.
how was i supposed to know?
you asked for my forgiveness, no,
you didnt, you said you were sorry.
i thought about it. no.
im not going to forgive you, now that i can see the end result.
you would let him get away with murder, but tried to correct my every little mistake.
you made me fear mistakes, your the reason i no longer have a voice,
the reason i have no friends, no life, no love for you.
you let them watch your temperal administrations.
what a humiliation.
look at what those bastards became,
they lack no confidance, while i have none.
thanks dad, this is what youve done.
your description was not unlike the grim reaper. Is that what you're describing? Or should i take it as simple emotion?
__________________ my life rap isn't for the weak or feeble/ my youth was no sunshine the grind'll eat you/ they say learn from the past history can teach you/ but if i live backward all i see is evil.....Doomsday biatch!!!!!
What are you doing here, hadnít I torn you apart?
They all say I was the one who broke your heart.
We were so young, such close friends,
Itís sad to know that this is how it ends.
We had known each other forever you know,
But your love for me you wouldnít show.
I thought I was the only one who cared,
Oh what a difference, if both of us had shared. ... To Be Continued...
apparantly, or so I'm told, i broke this guys heart. i had no idea he had feelings for me, because i had always acted so affectionately towards him and he never seemed to feel the same. so eventually i just quit and gave up on him and moved on and i didnt realize how he felt for me... its titled My Broken Heart because his heart belonged to me, and i accidently broke it.
oh, and its also a work in progress and im not done... i take a long time you see....