LL's Poetry

So this is a thread for me to display my poetry. My poems aren't great, inspirational works of art but whatever. I don't mind criticism but don't be a complete ass. I'll probably post other things like little phrases and thoughts too. Anyways, here's the first one...

The Shoe Box

I was cleaning out my room one day,
When I came upon a box.
'Memories', it was labelled,
It was from when I was a child.
Inside were so many things,
That I had completely forgotten about.
It had notes my friends and I wrote to each other,
I can't believe we had our own secret language.
There were love letters I dreamt of sending to the boys I had a crush on.
A smile came to my face when I came upon a tiny album filled with photos.
We were so crazy back then.
I miss being a child,
So carefree,
Always having fun,
No worries...
I continue to search through the treasure chest I had left for the future me.
Pictures I drew of animals and cartoons,
Paper airplanes,
Hair clips,
Everything you could possibly imagine.
I put everything back into the shoe box of memories,
Along with a necklace and a few other trinkets.
I close the box and put it back into the closet,
Hoping to fall upon it once again,
Eight years from now.

Be nice bag

😱 I love it!

😱 really?

My Love Story

This is a story
About the love of my life
And how angry I was
When I found out he loved someone else

We were having a great time
Long days and late nights
The hugs and the kisses
It all felt so right

I told him my feelings
I told him I cared
All the same emotions
He told me he shared

It was going so great
Until that one awful day
He loves someone else
He led me astray

He loved her for so long
And still feels that way
How could he not tell me
I now cry every day

I really did think
We had something going
I guess I was wrong
Am I better off knowing?

Originally posted by Ladyluck
So this is a thread for me to display my poetry. My poems aren't great, inspirational works of art but whatever. I don't mind criticism but don't be a complete ass. I'll probably post other things like little phrases and thoughts too. Anyways, here's the first one...

The Shoe Box

I was cleaning out my room one day,
When I came upon a box.
'Memories', it was labelled,
It was from when I was a child.
Inside were so many things,
That I had completely forgotten about.
It had notes my friends and I wrote to each other,
I can't believe we had our own secret language.
There were love letters I dreamt of sending to the boys I had a crush on.
A smile came to my face when I came upon a tiny album filled with photos.
We were so crazy back then.
I miss being a child,
So carefree,
Always having fun,
No worries...
I continue to search through the treasure chest I had left for the future me.
Pictures I drew of animals and cartoons,
Paper airplanes,
Hair clips,
Everything you could possibly imagine.
I put everything back into the shoe box of memories,
Along with a necklace and a few other trinkets.
I close the box and put it back into the closet,
Hoping to fall upon it once again,
Eight years from now.

Be nice bag

Originally posted by Ladyluck
My Love Story

This is a story
About the love of my life
And how angry I was
When I found out he loved someone else

We were having a great time
Long days and late nights
The hugs and the kisses
It all felt so right

I told him my feelings
I told him I cared
All the same emotions
He told me he shared

It was going so great
Until that one awful day
He loves someone else
He led me astray

He loved her for so long
And still feels that way
How could he not tell me
I now cry every day

I really did think
We had something going
I guess I was wrong
Am I better off knowing?

Thunderstorms

People with newspapers over their heads
run for shelter.
Middle aged women pull out their black
umbrellas so their hair doesn't frizz or
their makeup doesn't smudge.
Young clean cut men in their expensive
suits dash for their cars.
Old ladies run for the nearest coffee shop.
Little children put on their rubber boots
and scream whenever the sky explodes with noise.
Me, I embrace the magical shower Mother
Earth gave us.
In playful laughter I run out to the middle
of the street not bothering with shoes or
a jacket.
I spread my arms and look up to the sky
only to see it light up with a single bolt
of electricity.
I see a semi-circle of colors in the distance.
The grey sky begins to clear.
The clouds drift.
The rain lightens.
The sky becomes blue once again.
And just as quickly as the storm came, it was gone.

I write a lot of really dark stuff too but I think it might be a bit too graphic for KMC so you guys are stuck with all the heartbreak poems and such.

Will I love Again?

I don't think
I'll love again
My heart was broken
Time, time, and again

But everytime
I feel yout touch
I grow to love you
So very much

I don't want
To feel this way
And have my heart crushed
Like yesterday

But I just can't help
To feel like this
Every night and every day
It's you I miss

I can't control
The way I feel
Do I take a chance
And hand love the wheel?

I'm afraid to love
I'm afraid to get hurt
I'm afraid to fall
And land in the dirt

I'll give it a try
I've got nothing to lose
Just make me one promise
My fragile heart, don't abuse.

Those are really good!

wow. very nice stuff. i'll critique it when i have a bit more time than 30 seconds, but i am gonna add you to my subscribe list.

and nightwish is very cool band, btw. love bless the child, and the rest of that cd.

Originally posted by Ladyluck
Will I love Again?

I don't think
I'll love again
My heart was broken
Time, time, and again

But everytime
I feel yout touch
I grow to love you
So very much

I don't want
To feel this way
And have my heart crushed
Like yesterday

But I just can't help
To feel like this
Every night and every day
It's you I miss

I can't control
The way I feel
Do I take a chance
And hand love the wheel?

I'm afraid to love
I'm afraid to get hurt
I'm afraid to fall
And land in the dirt

I'll give it a try
I've got nothing to lose
Just make me one promise
My fragile heart, don't abuse.

Originally posted by Ladyluck
Thunderstorms

People with newspapers over their heads
run for shelter.
Middle aged women pull out their black
umbrellas so their hair doesn't frizz or
their makeup doesn't smudge.
Young clean cut men in their expensive
suits dash for their cars.
Old ladies run for the nearest coffee shop.
Little children put on their rubber boots
and scream whenever the sky explodes with noise.
Me, I embrace the magical shower Mother
Earth gave us.
In playful laughter I run out to the middle
of the street not bothering with shoes or
a jacket.
I spread my arms and look up to the sky
only to see it light up with a single bolt
of electricity.
I see a semi-circle of colors in the distance.
The grey sky begins to clear.
The clouds drift.
The rain lightens.
The sky becomes blue once again.
And just as quickly as the storm came, it was gone.

I write a lot of really dark stuff too but I think it might be a bit too graphic for KMC so you guys are stuck with all the heartbreak poems and such.

This is gorgeous, the imagery is extremely effective and it helps that I can totally relate... I love thunderstorms, the noise terrifies me but I get the urge to race outside and frolic in the wetness. Beautiful.

Very beautiful, very simple, too, I might add. And it's not like the usual poetry about pain and tears, etc.. it's so real. 🙂

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
and nightwish is very cool band, btw. love bless the child, and the rest of that cd.

✅

I look into your eyes
For the very last time
They fill up with tears
But things will be fine

I swear I'm not leaving you
I promise you this
Only for a while
Will this be our last kiss

I get on the bus
And walk up the aisle
Sit by a window
And wave for a while

I am coming back
Don't give it another thought
We'll be together again
Though I'll miss you a lot

There is still one thing
I want you to know
I must say it once more
I do love you so.

I hate you when you're sober
I hate you when you drink
I hate you more than anyone
Way more than you think

The pain you've caused is going to stop
I can't take anymore
I'm leaving and never coming back
I'm walking through the door

These eyes won't shed another tear
These wrists won't bleed another drop
I'm through with you and your drunken ways
All this nonsense has to stop

My bags are packed it's time to go
I never will return
I'm leaving you forever and ever
From this I hope you learn.

These are excellent. I love how you are taking things that some people take for granted like thunderstorms (i love them) and writing about them. Thats my favourite poem by you so far. I really like how you included all age groups and their different reactions to the storm. I think they're great I really do. Carry on writing I'd love to read more! Well done. And the words you use to conjure up imagery are great. The little things you include in youre poems like how you walked up the aisle of the bus means you can really picture it.wow! And this last poem, I feel as though youv'e written it for me about my last boyfreind and it has actually helped me realize my feelings about him...HATE! lol!I know you didnt but thankyou for writing it anyway!Would you mind if I print you're poem off??? Id like to carry it round with me!

haha thanks... and no, I don't mind

Well.... ha... had problems with a drunkard... *sigh* sorry babe. Is unfortunate that guys are a-holes at times.... very nice poetry, though-provoking... makes me search inside to see if I can be a better man. I like it.

Maybe I should explain... the poem isn't about a guy I dated who drank a lot... it's about my mom... just to clear that up.

Ouch. sorry.