Originally posted by justjakk
I draw this not only as my take on this poem but also a dedication to my father. R.I.P.Danny Joseph Morris Senior
That's great. You really captured the emotion. I'm sorry to hear about your father, though. If you're anything like me, you know art of any kind is the best way to work through your feelings. I hope the piece that you did helped you. Good job, man.
Syren > 😄 Thanks for the compliment. Next is "Till death do us part".
btw...I like the new ones too. You is good... 😉
Originally posted by D-Double
That's great. You really captured the emotion. I'm sorry to hear about your father, though. If you're anything like me, you know art of any kind is the best way to work through your feelings. I hope the piece that you did helped you. Good job, man.Syren > 😄 Thanks for the compliment. Next is "Till death do us part".
btw...I like the new ones too. You is good... 😉
Thank you my dear, I wrote these a while ago, they're all being plucked from my Poetical Justice thread. I shall be writing brand new ones in that thread some time this weekend, as soon as the inspiration hits me 😄 I can feel the urge growing so I know it'll be a productive weekend. There's a certain someone who is fast becoming my muse, and I doubt he even realises 😊
More poems to use for drawings.....
Vanity
The mask you wear is fading gently,
The years you've grown show evidently,
The truth concealed so eyes don't see,
Your superficial impurities.
The photograph is sepia toned,
The colours borrowed, hues on loan,
The imprint of you, depth denied,
Your gestures wanton, lost inside.
The light just makes you seem surreal,
The scars eternal, never to heal,
The features that once held you high,
Your loss of perfect symmetry.
The majesty of your beauty gone,
The shadow of what once was strong,
The piteous failure of your stem,
Your transition from us to them.
Generations passed and still,
To be as I you'd surely kill,
For my substance remains gold,
My dearest Mutti, you're naught but old.
Written by Syren
No Happy Ending
I wrote down everything that was wrong with me
Everything that had gone wrong in my life and what came to be
I wrote the truth that I had hidden inside
I wrote about it all and the reasons I lied
I realized that my life is a mess
I'm someone different unlike all the rest
I looked upon the page with hollow eyes
Realized my soul was filled with empty cries
I looked upon my arms full of scars and watched the blood run down
Filling me with screams becoming numb as the drops hit the ground
If you think this is fake and all this is untrue
Then you don't understand why I'm so unlike you
I didn't have a perfect family while I grew
You don't know the things I went threw
My step-father beat my mother like she was nothing but dirt
Then he'd turn on me filling me with so much hurt
He'd scream at us and call us words of hate
The whole time I was in a dreaming state
The tears would swell and tremble down my innocent face
While I would struggle to find a happy place
When I screamed for help no one would come to me
I was going blind and no one could see
I was filled with so much pain
Screaming in so much vain
My parents would drink away all the things that had gone wrong
But then they'd turn on me before long
They would start to hit me and start to yell
I cried my tears as I fell
No one realized that I was filled with hell
My demons laughed while they would dwell
Inside my mind would grow the fear
That I could hear death coming near
There was no help from family or anyone
They couldn't understand where I was coming from
Whenever I tried to tell somebody they would think I was fake
But they didn't realize my life was at stake
People who call me freak don't understand my pain
They don't understand how I was driven insane
Then I realize I am alone
Stuck here in this place on my own
When I try to show love for another person like me
They close their eyes and pretend they don't see
All my love was given away
But still this person has nothing to say
This person will always move on
While I realize my heart is gone
He broke the only thing I had left that was whole in me
He found breaking my heart to be easy
I feel like accepting my one true friend of death
And I realize I want to give my final breath
My wings were shattered and my fake smile was worn
My soul was burned and there was no reason to morn
I realize there's nothing to give
I realize there's no reason to live
Now I realize without defending
My life will never have a happy ending
Written by Ash
Have you ever had a story you wanted to tell
bout how your life growing up was a living hell
Bout a mother and a father who hated each other
turned you against your own father and mother
you love them both but just cant choose
for thinking the other on you might lose
how bout a fist fight at night
in front of yo 5 year old son that aint right
he was in the other room you started to stay
but the yells echoes in his brain for days
and days living this lie for years
now becoming his father is something he fears
lovin a woman who loves him the same
just made him want to change his name
in school he had friends wanted to be like them
until one hoped in the bathroom to beat on him
and then he felt like crawlin in a crack
cause another shoved a fk'n pencil in his back
until it cracked and broke the whole lead off
when he talked back everyone wanted him to be soft
he grew big and fat but that didnt change
the bullies got bigger and stronger and strange
they wanted someone different to bully their prey was me
i joined a computer class so they would let me be
i had a new small group of friends who showed me how
to make the bullies fall back without hits or pows
without a fist to shove em but a hand to love em
show them there was a lord up above em
i left school went to work lived with my dad
but something inside me was feelin bad
my mom was at home all alone
see i had left her on her own
to take care of my g'parents who fussed and fought
more hell they gave her the more hell she bought
my dad and i got into a fight
about money troubles i said Yeah right
like im gonna pay all these bills
turned to live with mom and left the hills
my dad got sick and left the state
my whole heart fell like a heavyweight
he went to the hospital and all in this quake
seems my dad died of heart break
all this hate i had inside turned into sorrow
hey anyone got a tissue to borrow?
my life expreiences made me who i am today
and i wouldnt change em in anyway
i love who i am in this home without the range
and the guy you see will never change
i'll post my pics and chat in this forum
and wont be too boring to die of bordem
this is a poem not a freestyle of smack
and its about the history of a man named Justjakk
Word life by Justjakk
Does anyone care
as I sit in my chair
trying not to cry
as I long to die
There is no hope
as I try to cope
from day to day
to my dismay
As I wonder around
with my head hung down
anger fills my viens
I try hard to grab the reigns
No one knows the pain i feel
shards of glass in my heart are real
I wear a big smile and pretend
it will all be better in the end
Untitled by Shellie
Have I Ever
Have I ever told you
that if I sit really still and silent,
sometimes. I like to think
I can hear your heart beating
in time with mine?
Have I ever told you
that when I watch you speak to me
through lines and cords,
and bytes and ram,
I imagine
your voice,
whispering into my ear?
Have I ever told you
that I wait out each day
in anticipation,
wanting
only an hour or two,
just a second in space and time,
to feel close to you?
Have I ever told you
that there has been times,
when I ached for you,
ached for you so badly,
that the emotions overwhelmed me..
and so I sat and cried?
Have I ever told you
that sometimes,
I will reach out,
touching your name
on this cold screen before me,
wishing
I could reach in
and pull you to me?
Have I ever told you
that after the first time I heard
the sound of your voice,
thousands of miles away,
I sat up all night,
turning the conversation over and over
in my mind,
examining it,
like some newly discovered species of flower?
Have I ever told you
that I would give everything up,
just for one night
to be able to lay near you,
to feel your chest rise and fall
with each breath you take,
just to know that you are real?
Have I ever told you
that I dream of you often,
I dream of you reaching out
and touching my hand,
simply to let me know
that you are there,
and everything is okay?
Have I ever told you,
have I still yet to tell you . . .
that I love you?
Written by Ash
A STUPID LIFE
isnt it funny,
when you think about life,
the things we do,
that cause us strife.
sure there's a laugh,
but then there's a yell,
its things like these,
that put us through hell.
it could be a person,
it could be a place,
either of these,
make you go off your face.
for me it's a person,
who i love to hate,
any day,
and any date.
you call yourself a father,
but aren't you meant to try,
no matter what im feeling,
not to make me cry.
remember that day,
i told you i hate you,
beleive it or not,
but yes it is true.
Written by Misha
Evil Eyes
I'm looking around
for a way out of hell
demons over my shoulder
and reading my mail
They want to find out
what makes me tick
so their stare is there focused
finding nits to pick
Goblins grit their teeth
half grin, half grimace
this is just the beginning
and I long for that finish
But this will go on
till the day that I'm dead
cuz my brain is a b!tch
and it's all in my head
Written by Doobleve
I miss you...
I dreamed of you last night
It was soft and quiet and peaceful
I FELT you there - knew you were with me
My heart was whole, my mind at ease.
And then I awoke...
To the emptiness that permeates my soul
The void you once filled
I can fool myself no longer
I miss you...
MY heart aches without your presence...
My existence dulled by the knowledge of what could have been, but now, never will be.
Our dream died before it even began, doomed by distance and circumstance.
I want the wounds to heal, but I can't let go.
I miss you...
Ok so it's poems you want? Let me see what I can spit out rite now off the top of my head.
Secrets
I keep everything you say
Everything you tell me
I hold it in day to day
Nothing gets said
Nothing repeated
Never forgotten
From my brain
Never deleted
These secrets I kept locked inside
So many things I have to say
But you want for me to hide
I'll keep them to myself
Or at least in a box
On a paper
Up top my shelf
These secrets will never be told
Never ever sold
No price on these words you say
I keep them every day
Tell me your secret
Trust my feature the best
I will not tell it
Unlike the rest
I have secrets too
I aint tellin You!