aight...this is not a completed piece (and I have some more that I havent posted yet)...its a poem that I found in my room, and I dont remember writing it but I know its mine (the handwriting and style) anyways I was wondering what you guys thought of it, cuz im not sure if it even makes sense...thanks!! 😄 Not sure what to call it either for right now tho its called Silenced by Pride....
Can you see the pain?
Can you see the pain I hide behind these eyes of mine?
Can you see the smile, broken yet still in place?
Forever I will hide,
silenced by my pride.
Wearing my broken smile
never letting on to the feelings inside...
Why has nobody noticed yet?
All my so called “friends” have yet to see
all these things inside of me
Is this fate to be my destiny?
Why can’t I be me,
and not the person you see?
I no longer know the difference
between my true soul and the act.
The actor has become the acted
and the line blurs into eternity...
Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
cool man. more ! haha
your wish is my command
Guardian Angel
It pains me to look at you
and when I do
my heart tells me that I love you
but my mind tells me
that I'll never be enough
I fight with every excuse that I have
but deep down I know
I’m not the one for you...
I will carry this torturing secret
never to be breathed into existence
as a burden on my soul
even if it threatens to tear me apart
still I’ll live on.
So I watch you from afar
protecting you from all that I can...
This man who is destined to be
forever alone
will make sure you never are...
loved and cared for you will always be
Your guardian angel,
I am eternally
No matter who you love
I will be there
silently helping you out
Your guardian angel
forever I will be.
Originally posted by Coldfire
Yay more poems! 😄
as you wish...im not sure what I think of this poem in itself...I know the girl that I wrote it about liked it tho...what about you guys?
My Little Secret
I care about you.
Words sought through friendship,
I could never say before
because in the end it was my little secret,
that it was more,
more than just that
more than just friends
more than just kindness...
My little secret,
that I cared about you
in ways untold.
My little secret,
I dared not say to the world
because I dared not do more
more than a friend should
more than I could
more than I ever thought I would
my little secret cost me more
more than you’ll ever know.
Yet at the end of the day I told you
my little secret.
I did not expect the answer I was given,
that you too had a little secret
and it was more than I could have hoped for
more than I thought possible
more than I had dreamed...
Yet time was not with us,
and fate played games with us,
but I waited and always would...
Finally, my hopes came true...
now my little secret is no longer a secret
and I want you to know....
I still care about you.
Originally posted by Blair Wind
alright this is my shortest poem EVER....it just like popped up when I was free writing....any good??Broken Sky
The heavens divide,
the torrent falls,
the clouds crackle,
lighting strikes,
thunder roars,
this broken sky I feel inside...
when she cries
ok what about this (not sure if its done or not)
Man or Beast?
Am I strong?
or am I weak?
am I man?
or am I beast?
as humans we use treachery,
the capacity to do so makes us men
but doesn’t using it make us beasts?
are we one or are we both?
or are they one and the same?
we say,“Stand up for what you believe” and that makes us men
yet we, in the process, step on others to get to our place.
Doesnt that make us beast?
Yet again I say are they one or are they both?
or are they one and the same?
we trust,the potiental to do so makes us human
however when we break that trust on purpose
doesnt that act mark us as beasts?
are we one of are we both?
or are they one and the same?
unmourned in the stream of time
these questions go unanswered through space
all I hear is the echo of frustrations:
am I man or am I beast?
or are both dwelling in me?