My poem thread
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Lovely poems :)
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thank you
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ILuvHolister NewbieNice Poems.
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It fills every hole
it fills every crack
it makes me shake
it hits me like a bat
i never want to see it
yet it welcomes me with open arms
should i trust?
should i stay?
but no, i always run away
maybe it is not so bad
yet it makes me afraid
i have seen it happen before
i have heard it happen before
i clutch my heart everyday
just to feel the pumping blood
i feel like a chained dove
wainting to go back home
yet my owner is feeling hungry
and im the main course -
they say it fills me up
they say it make me warm
the only thing is
where to find it?
people say its always there
others say its never there
what to do?
what to say?
if only they told me yesterday
i would have a plan
and this world ould not be so confusing
but is this wispy warm stuff real?
some say no
but most say yes
will i be with the some?
or will i be with the others?
why does this stuff grow?
why does everyone try to grasp for it?
why do people always write about it?
is it real?
is it fake?
in short i say one more thing
what is love? -
everytime i sigh
i wonder
how would i be without light?
i would have no love
no one to hug
no one to burst into tears
i want to die sometimes
but im always to afraid
i want some real help
no a faker
what would happen to me?
im already in tears
about to rip myself to shreds
others say im so lucky
when im not
i know others have pain
but they should know i have it bad too
they hate me and call me annoying
i know i have my faults
but so do they
what do i have to do for praise? -
I slide a finger down the paper.
I gasp at the curves.
At the elagant words.
I hug it tight.
I sleep with it under my pillow.
I wonder how will i reply?
I read and whisper his words.
I stare at the paper.
It feels like he is really here.
So many questions.
Why did you leave me?
Did you care?
I run my hand through my hair.
I can feel his words everywhere.
I wish he could come out of this paper.
They say to not feel anything at all.
how would they feel?
If they felt thier father's words.
If they saw is words for the first time?
Now all i neeed is another letter. -
As the winds whisper near
come home,my dear dears
i wish to see your faces again
i iwsh to hold joy in my heart
you smiles are worht more than money
this is what i think now
i used to hate'
but now i love
i wish for the winds to bring you back home to me.
You wrer taken away -
As the winds whisper near
come home,my dear dears
i wish to see your faces again
i iwsh to hold joy in my heart
you smiles are worht more than money
this is what i think now
i used to hate'
but now i love
i wish for the winds to bring you back home to me.
You wrer taken away
to somewhere far abay
i hope to wish
i hope to hope
as the winds whisper near -
rascal1178 ExperiencedWow, the poems are really good.
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It may burn
clear as day
yet is reins
neither in my heart nor mind
when it comes to all the pain i have faced
either you hide and cower
and you get out and face the truth
but all i have to say
is one single sentence to you
it miggt not mean anythhing
it might not be true
but here is what i say
not matter what you do
you will always be you. -
Whispers:
I know someone is watching
i know someone is there
whispering near the willows
i sit down by the tree
i know its unafraied of me
but it knows that it is the oppistie with me
its claws storke my hair
its words poof out in smoke
it turns into fire and spreads
bruning everywhere except me head
it burns through my legs
i no longer walk
the fire dies down but here i gape
as the whispers pas from behind the willow tree
i sat with my bakc to it,
with the truth infront of my eyes
but when it whispers
its in its disguse
i no longer feel truth
but lies and decite
and now i am in the willow tree
it take controls
my brain blisters
no longer safe
no longer there
its claws rake down on me
as it whispers thoose words
with a brief light
the fire starts again
but now consuming my head
no where to be seen
no where to be heard
but a flash
and im there
i hear the whispers
as i have to my back to the willow tree -
they way is no longer lit
the laterns are no longer on
the darkness gets even more strong
the way will never be seen
by me,
it seems
but as the day drags on
i think of that single song
i sing it crisp and clear
coming out of my mouth
and leaking into my ear
it does nothing not matter how i try
it will just not bring me to the outside
it tries to calm my voice
it tells me to stop
telling me not matter what
i will always have the dark
i nearly give in
with my armas curled up
when another voice rings out
crisper and clearer
better than mine
she looks around my age
but a beuty diving
i have the grey dull eyes
hers are alive sprakling blue
my hair is flat
while hers dances
her body curved while
my curls
i put my hand up to say hello
i run towards her voice
i nearly knock out as i meet the wall
i wave my hand
so does she
is this a mirror of a future me
but i give up in despair
knowing i must stay in my lair
then it comes out
more mirrors i see
then i know this pretty girl
is me
she never hides
her voice is clear
i find myself singing along
the light breaks through
piecec by piece
and i know hope is no longer lost
she turns and twirls
and i go along
we dance through the night in song
finally i turn to her.
she walks out of the mirror
i gaze at her
she puts a hand to her lips
and then to mine
and i find i am now the beatuy divine -
you were climbing the tree
or sitting right next to me
i would share with you my woes
and you would make them close
it was like a summer dream
even if to others
you were nothing but a feline
i still feel inclined
to talk my nightmares away
and get rid off pain
one day i opean my arms wide
and you had gone with the wind
is this a sign
the i shall never win agsint thine
pain and sorrow
tears and woes
overcome me
without your ever so gentle purr
coming from the tree
or right besides me -
The days grow less and less
that i can bear
everything going around in my head
its a miracle
i havent shouted oh to woe
nothing seems right in this jumbled mess
one things is wrong
then its right
why cant i just take flight
never feel the cold ground again
sitting in fluffly air
instead of being linked to gravely ground
your no longer with me\
so why so i give a care
about this choking air
never to breath
or see the light
in this ever so endless
fight of life
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