short poems.....

i had this dream about a month back, the dream dealt with my best-ever girlfriend...too, bad we never talked since, anyway, when i woke from that dream, i wrote this with sleepy eyes. nothing has been changed:

i don't want these memories anymore!
in a theater, waiting for a wake up call
there i met her again,
A update now, a woman now,
and, me, a dreamer like the night before
....it was a grate dream, only it gets bad
some dumb thing i said, look, now shes gone
like a ghost who kept me company
what can i do? a dream is a dream
a couple of familiar faces, talk then go
left behind with these un-wanted memories
its just a achy pain, when i wake
am' i losing my mind?
she's somewhere out there
oh, she was wearing a nice white dress
was it a ghost! i mean , i didn't ask questions
all i said was "sorry", then she was gone
waken' up by natural circumstances
the truth is out there, this very minute, this moment, right now, somewhere with a life with another
FORGOTTEN PAST, LIVIN" LIFE LIKE A FREE MIND
NO DEADLY SINS; I HEARD I NEED TO GET OFF THIS BOAT
MEMORIES ARE COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THEN NIGHTMARES.

a very deep poem......full of emotion....i liked it....yet..so sad🙁...
im sorry you went through that.....

well..heres another poem...its about, well, me......
(btw, the first bit is bout my eyes, in case u were wondering) lol...

'This is me'

Emerald pools of deception,
you seek to break me,
to burn my innocent heart.

Wash away the greed,
make my evils come clean.

Chipped happiness.
Please god,
re-paint my dreams.

Irreversible guilt,
you will haunt me tilll my horrors shrink away.

Scratch away the surface,
reveal the hidden light,
i know now my truth.

A bittersweet smile,
empty faces gazing,
hollow minds,
you do not see this bleeding heart.

As darkness falls,
I look within the depths of the midnight sky,
a gentle caress to my lost faith.

Unmendable scars,
you are my memories,
you stay stained upon my skin,
for all my dreams you envenom with your unforgiving touch.

Devious corruption,
you dishearten my rising desire to smile.
I succumb to your darkness,
now all i see are dancing demons.
I am forever blind.

Displeasing time,
you weaken my grace.
A fiend to all.
No Autumn will pass when you do not follow.
You bring me to my destruction.

Whispering solitude,
you are my only welcome,
forever i am yours.

a new one dat i jus made up now....

do you ever want to laugh?
laugh as the devils call to kill you?
smile as the shadows cast over you?
happy that you will have your deathly peace?..

listen to the music,
it plays for your innocence, it plays for your hope.
yet you shatter the angels trying hearts.

they fought to save you,
they swore to bring you to lights grasp.
Yet here now they stand,
they banish you.
they send grief to your name and drive knives through your heart.

im sorry....

no word you can say will save you from the devils gaze.
He watches as you weep,
your bright eyes burning with weakness,
burning with desire to know a free world.

Yet no such world exists.

smile....
cry everlasting tears and pray to god that your lost soul will find hope.

love it, vera! 😄 whose it about?

thanks boppy*smiles*...its about me.

you seem to be a in dark place these days, with the direction of your poems that is. mine are that way too.

yeah.....i went through a rough time.....
yet my days have not been as dark as of late.....things are looking up for me🙂

im sorry to here that boppy🙁.....*hugs* i'm sure things will turn for you as they have for me🙂

land of the lost
friendly faces with long shadows
deadly marching plan
look at my footsteps,
they don't disrupt the sand
care not about the flow
just keep your slow-pace
gimmie a bit of time to save
load the trash can, empty out the flies
in the end the wind blows them both away
waitin on a lost call,
someone tell her to remember
tell her that if not tonight, then tomorrow we can
sunny days pop up like nimbus clouds
whats there to do, when i'm just a cue
a cue waiting for somebody to make me happen
i'm in the land of the lost
and i'm not far from the grave
those days are ahead with a million problems in store
i can't bare to live this any further
it's best if i check myself in with my girlfriend
there she'll tell me i'm sane.

THE END

Originally posted by Veralidaine
yeah.....i went through a rough time.....
yet my days have not been as dark as of late.....things are looking up for me🙂

im sorry to here that boppy🙁.....*hugs* i'm sure things will turn for you as they have for me🙂

gosh, it's just that i've been really tired lately and feel so uninspired and can't seem to get any of my school work done...oiyee...

Originally posted by BOPRecruit 16
gosh, it's just that i've been really tired lately and feel so uninspired and can't seem to get any of my school work done...oiyee...

ohhhhh.......

i feel de same...ive been sick lately so all my energys gone...
i cant b bothered doin neting......heh..

Originally posted by Clark_Kent
land of the lost
friendly faces with long shadows
deadly marching plan
look at my footsteps,
they don't disrupt the sand
care not about the flow
just keep your slow-pace
gimmie a bit of time to save
load the trash can, empty out the flies
in the end the wind blows them both away
waitin on a lost call,
someone tell her to remember
tell her that if not tonight, then tomorrow we can
sunny days pop up like nimbus clouds
whats there to do, when i'm just a cue
a cue waiting for somebody to make me happen
i'm in the land of the lost
and i'm not far from the grave
those days are ahead with a million problems in store
i can't bare to live this any further
it's best if i check myself in with my girlfriend
there she'll tell me i'm sane.

THE END

hey i luved dat 🙂.....*claps*.....good job👆

Originally posted by Veralidaine
ohhhhh.......

i feel de same...ive been sick lately so all my energys gone...
i cant b bothered doin neting......heh..

this huge essay i'm doing in lit right now is taking all my time and brain power and energy.

Edited 😛

ahah!........*runs into computers desk*😖

the KMC color my screen to a blue and white
newbies and oldies anxious to type
get the word out on the net for everyone to see
cool and cartoon names mixed in with POP fiction
many hours, many types...
i believe my fingers are stronger than my toes
its all for fun, keep the KMC around
let the Members and Guest disscuss the movies
MOVIES!??!
FORUMS, as many call 'em, with threads to fill with post
i've always kept to myself the thoughts of others
HERE I CHAT WITH A KID BORN IN 1990
while others been here since 2001
a well kept secret, i found this place on mistake
now i take that back, why? because, i don't have to pay!!
i hope that stays always,
when i'm sick or alone, than i'm welcomed to free my bottled mind
down the line with my and your comments
G-Rated sex talk, PG-13 bad words
and the simple type of: " LOL, OMG, and countless others i can't seem to remember
like yerssott sig.." we socializes here too."
does the name have two "rr" or two "ss"
it's OK. i have a addiction and it's KMC
only i feel like its back in Mid-school:
you have the top group with friends sliding across the screen
you have " hot Babes" who get the attention they deserve
then you have the Goths who have dark sigs like black bags
then you have the nerds who type every word with precise aim
What can i say about This site known as KMC..
or as i type to locate it..KILLER MOVIES
all in all, i love to type ya, and know ya
even though i'm the only one in my city to log on
funny sunny bunny day filled with jell-o pudding
now i'm done with this freestyle poem,
took me a while to understand...
that i wrote about KMC with admiration.
now its for the next member to read this or type his or her own colorful poem, a shameless promotion for my THREAD, CK and DREAMS

Originally posted by leatherface12
Edited 😛

😑 nani?

Now when I speck of this
I tend 2 use words that will most likly hurt U
I park & pour like a city dump truck
people get mad & say things out of anger
a bad guy, street thug, abusive fathers
they do da same, burning desire 2 fire
da feelins' soon learn, that running ain't that long
sooner or later, the monsters will smack me
don't cry when it hurts, get 'em back when U R older
tell 'em it hurt when U said " stop it!"
You seen his face, thier faces..they yell: "BUCK YOU!"

Da anger is shown when they turn N2 a diffrent person, people
they get mad & smash you're world
they are truly scary, they have flamin' eyes & a demons voice
I guess thier brains' burns with my simple mistakes
thier skin is like mine, but they scracth me first..not 2 death
they scratch & steal my band-aids

when i get older, i got the plan 2 attack
won't ever B a kid again, old man...look out!
over the years, my knuckles formed like the rockie mts
time 2 go back & say hello 2 my older demons

thier he stands...20 years older..42 with a larger belly
time 2 play a dentist and remove his teeth
i'm going to yell at him 2 get his attention
he so old, so fat and slow..i connect with the first swing
this man falls like i did, when he punched me
its a new day and you seen the new version,
20 years of pain caught up with you in a dash,
now look at ya dad,
what you want me to do? what do i say?
i change my attitude like Jeckyle and hyde
b4 i know what i did, i remove your stable balance
i have a solution, but i can't explain it
the anger you taught has gotten me N trouble
you, are my frankinstien, you created a mecry-less monster
don't ever do nothing to provoke

k....i dunno if i posted dis already.....buuuuut here goes...

its about a vampire who seeks death...

Your downcast eyes,
Luminous from your silken tears,
Those tears that fall,
Lost amongst the shadowing of the rain.
Your heart burns with desire,
A desire that mourns for the free world,
The free world you so long to know.

If you would mend this crying soul,
Then I shall know again what peace can be.

The weeping innocence of your yearning eyes
soothes my lonely heart,
Dare I say I wish to save your damned soul?

Darkness lingers,
An inevitable sorrow.
In the dim of the light,
Here you watch,
Here you wait.

The deathly quiet of the world creeps upon you.

Where are you angel?
Why do you not rescue me?

This black angel seeks my gaze.
Your ominous eyes,
Their very truth irritates me.

Might I take from your darkness?
Might I save this immortal soul?
Might I rescue a demon from the devil?
Do you think your soul worthy?
Perhaps you deserve your cursed fate.

i think you did post this one....lol