P-O-E-T-R-Y « Thread Started on Nov 4, 2008, 3:59am »
I too have written poetry, so, here it is! Some of the poems are from the summer... And those who see me at school, you may see my carrying a little, black&white book. Very small, but, that is my poem book. Just if you want to know...
They mock you, They laugh at you, They critizis and hate you in every way possible. And if your the stronger person, You can be nice to them any way. If your the weaker person, Ask yourself, Do I hate them for a valid reason? And if I do, am I willing to become stronger to let it go and forgive them?
I'm tired. But they don't know. I'm sad. But they don't know. I have thoughts. But they don't care. I'm tired of acting: -Like a perfect daughter, -Like I'm not upset -All together I'm sad. But I'm not showing it. I go around, With a smile on my face, Light in my eyes, Acting like I'm fine. Not letting them know, That I think my world is crashing. That I wish that the world would just stop. And I could sit down and just have a nice, long cry. But no. I stay strong, Hold my ground. Stand for what I believe in. But that doesn't stop the part of me, That is fed up...
I'm lost. Completely, utterly lost. I'm here in a sea of people, Yet I'm alone. I have been lost for a while now, I can't seem to Find my way back, To when I was care free, And had nothing knawing at my consious, To when I could laugh without pain, I made a mistake, And now I'm lost. Maybe forever...
If yout think about it, Footprints on the beach are like us, Wearing away with each crashing wave, Disappearing with each tide, Not having proof they were there, Slowly becoming invisible...
Storm, Rain, and Fog « Reply #6 on Nov 4, 2008, 4:03am »
I wrote this for a RELA poem, and I got a 4 on it! Which is the highest you can get... So, Hope you like it!
Crash! Light shoots across the sky like an arrow, The lights go out. I sit on the window sill tracing patterns on the fogged up windows, Another flash of lightning. I breath on the window as I scribble, Making more fog for the fog there slowly fades away, Just like my stress. The rain goes on. I sit here alone in the dark, Listening to the harsh pounding of the rain, The storm that keeps raging on. And yet, I feel peaceful and calm. I could sit here forever. Become a statue. Listening to every aspect of the dark, Listening to every drop of rain as it hits the roof. I could sit here forever. As the fog turns to water on my fingertips. Sit here, one at peace. As the rain goes on. The storm that keeps raging on. Calmly being engulfed by darkness...
I write the words I cannot say in my poetry...And I cry the tears of words I cannot write...
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Re: P-O-E-T-R-Y « Reply #9 on Mar 8, 2009, 4:30am »
youuuu knooooowwww....hmmm i was gonna write here "I like the first...no the second and the first...no...the..." so I decided to shorten it. I cannot choose...but i LOVE them ALL!!!!! <33 amazing work dude. keep it up. hope to read more -claps-