my poetry

this is one i wrote the otherday, dunno why i wrote it or how, im not realy that kind of person.

i'll post some of my other work later on 🙂

*you dont know me*

what makes me tick
what keeps me true
a thirst for power
to create myself anew.

i learn from my mistakes
i never repeat the same
a hunger for power
but i loath the fame.

you would never guess
what hides benieth this skin
a sly and dangerous devil
lurks deep within.

i play you like a deck of cards
your the puppet
playing into my hands.

you dont know me
or this side of me
i will munipulate you
but it is'nt plain to see.

i operate in the dark
no one knows im there
unless i wish them to see
the devil that is me.

I really love it, it was well written, and very deep. I really can't wait to read some more 🙂 btw, i love harry potter, poetry, and art too 😄

Originally posted by Opaleye92
I really love it, it was well written, and very deep. I really can't wait to read some more 🙂 btw, i love harry potter, poetry, and art too 😄

thankyou,
thats great maby we could catch up on msn sometime then and chat? 🙂

sure, but for now, we can pm each other 😛

this poem i wrote about 2 months ago, it was after i broke up with my ex, and i was feeling realy down, i realy did hate myself because i thought too much with my heart and not my head

*i sometimes hate myself*

I dont know what to say
i dont know what to do
the thoughts in my head
of a love i once knew.

I sometimes hate myself
i punish myself for my blindness
i burdon myself with my weakness
i sometimes kill myself.

Am i crazy
am i even sane?
i want it all to stop
but it replays in my mind

i sometimes kill myself
because my love swallows me whole
i gave away my love
my life and my soul
i sometimes hate myself
for being so blind.

Originally posted by Opaleye92
sure, but for now, we can pm each other 😛

ok thats cool 🙂

it's really good, i love it, and don't feel sad cutehug

that was a while ago, while i still regret alot of things i know i cant change the past, just make better future.

this i wrote a few days ago, sorta like a comeback poem where i realised that there is more to life than the past.

*to feel we are alive*

with the wind in our hair
the sand under our feet
we have our senses to know we're alive
to know our maker we're yet to meet.

with the rain falling upon us
and the sound of thunder in our ears
we know we are alive and aging
growing older throughout the years.

those who sit alone in the dark
are unaware that their alive
they know not of the worlds beauty
and in this they are deprived.

we live life to the full
sensing every detail around
life so free so enchanted
our feet rarely touch the ground.

with the scent of flowers
and the sight of beauty to our eyes
we live day to day in peace
untill our soul lives long then dies.

that was really beautiful, ur such a good writer 😛

~i miss you~

how come we never speak
why cant we see through the lies
i miss holding you
and looking deep into your eyes.

why cant i feel you
the electricity when i hold your hand
the days gone by when we were one
walking together in the sand.

how i miss your smile
the laugh that wrinkled your nose
those happy days together
waking up to a rose.

you dont know i miss your humour
how we joked around
so happy those days
sleeping so sound.

the way you flick your hair
and just everything you do
every morning i wake up
im reminded of the love we knew.

that is soo freakin awesome ✅