Poetry, Anyone?

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  1. Nienna Berylla

    Nienna Berylla CSI Level Two

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    Mia love that one, and i wrote my first one in english hope you like it..

    untiteld:

    I fly high in the sky,
    looking down on the world.

    Its so strange what I see,
    it isn’t the world i am living in.

    It’s different, with so many different people.
    They look nice and not scary.

    What happens to me?
    Why am i a flying and seeing the world
    like this.

    Is it me changing or does the world change..
    I don’t know but it looks more beautiful than before.
    I start to love it on a strange way..

    The fear is fading away just like the darkness.
    I’m seeing the light and the beauty of the nature again.
    And I feel a smile on my face with a tear.

    I’m flying into a new world with my emotions
    and like it.
    It’s a wonderful place to be, I don’t want to leave.

    It’s a new part of my life and future.
    I’m flying high in the sky..
     
  2. midnightbellzza

    midnightbellzza Coroner

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    ^^Woah, I love that!

    Hehe, I have a weird poem that...isn't that good, haha.

    No one really knows her,
    No one really sees
    What she's driven to do
    Every night...

    They all make fun of her
    They all call her names
    But they're just to immature
    To understand

    She trys to forget
    Trys to let it go
    But she's somehow forced
    Into remembering

    She loses control everynight
    And picks up that razorblade
    And takes it to her wrists
    Just to try and forget

    She hides the scars with her bracletts
    And hides the pain behind her smile
    So no one will ever know
    What really goes on...
     
  3. MiaCharlize

    MiaCharlize Coroner

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    How come this thread is being neglected? There's some very talented people around, why are there so little of you willing to share? Or comment for that matter...

    Speaking of which:
    Great writing, all of the above. I love reading laymen poetry. It's so honest and from the heart. Please, if any of you write, post it here.

    Ok, so here is something I came up with when I woke up sleep-deprived and hanging onto my morning tea for dear life :p

    ~~~

    On the bottom of my teacup
    My eyes reflect
    And I detect
    Something I have never known
    In the distortion
    Of melted sugar and milk
    Bringing thoughts of you
    In the ordinary
    Of plain white china
    Is a picture of you
    In the eyes of me
     
  4. SaraSidle_girl

    SaraSidle_girl Pathologist

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    In silence I long

    In silence I long for
    Everytime you see me
    And you say "hi" down the hall

    In silence I long for
    Everytime you smile at me
    And for a second I can smile back

    In silence I long for
    Everytime you pass me by
    So I can watch you walk

    In silence I long for
    To be closer than I can ever be
    But close enough to smell your perfume

    In silence I long for
    You weren't what you are
    And I wasn't what I am

    In silence I long for
    You
     
  5. gsrLOVE

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    Hre are two that I recently made a few days ago. One of my sadder days I've had in a while:

    I HATE YOU.

    I hate you
    for loving me
    for giving yourself the chance to love me
    for making me cry
    for telling me i would never find anybody like you again
    -someone who was "true"
    -someone who'd have my "back"
    -someone who'd "die" for me.
    true - to con me
    back - so you could stab it
    die - you already are too me
    i think about you once in a while
    when i listen to songs we made
    when i see a t T.V show
    i realize now that
    you took an essence from me
    something i will never get back
    and for that
    i hate you.

    UNTITLED

    I haven't experience much in my life.
    But when I look back two years,
    I was running away from myself
    I experiemented with alcohol and drugs
    I began smoking
    I stayed out late - and went to the beach
    I kissed guys I didn't know
    I lied
    I betrayed
    I hid
    I tried too "be cool"
    I cried
    I got hurt
    I did stupid things
    I wondered why I was here
    And I still do,
    But I realize now
    I had no choice.
     
  6. SaraSidle_girl

    SaraSidle_girl Pathologist

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    gsrLOVE I liked them.. I can relate to what you wrote
     
  7. midnightbellzza

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    Baha! I haven't posted in this thread in a very long time. But I'm part of some weirdo writing club at my University, and we were given some words we had to write a poem with, and this is the poem I came up with:

    I will always remember the silence of the room
    When you had left us all
    No words were spoken from anybody
    Just diamond tears falling from our eyes
    Family and friends surrounded you
    Holding your hand tight
    Even though there was no life left in you

    We all knew it was going to happen
    We all worried about it too
    But it was still so hard to watch you go
    Because we all loved you.

    And things changed around the house
    The food you always ate never got eaten
    The birds and ducks you fed never got fed

    We all had good days and bad days
    Some days were filled with tears that fell like rain
    And other days were filled with soft fire in our eyes

    With you gone things are a little weird
    But the things you saw, we still see
    The blue water still reflects like glass
    The canaries still sit in your favorite tree
    The school children still laugh as they play
    Your least favorite cat still purrs
    And your favorite cat still doesn’t purr

    They say we will begin to forget you
    But I don’t think we will
    Your memory is everywhere we go
    You’re like the air
    You’re always around
    So I don’t think we can forget you
    And I know we never will
     
  8. quoth_the_raven

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    ^ That's really pretty, CW :) I wrote this some time ago, and quite frankly, I don't really know what it is, I was just fooling around in one of my notebooks late at night :lol: I have too much free-time. I guess I just wanted to write something from a totally different person's POV, a character, if you will.
    ---

    Hitting the club again on New Year's Eve
    I look happy but with our eyes we all deceive
    Throw on your leather coats and fur hats
    It's just another rat on your back

    The rest of them are starting to feel randy
    But as for me I need a little more brandy
    "Miss may I buy you another drink? A Bacardi?"
    Don't play dumb, I just saw that Roofie

    Now I'm walking down the street
    My clothes are dirty and my breath reeks
    of that damned liquor at the bar
    I come to wonder how I've even gotten this far

    There's a man getting mugged a few blocks over
    But I don't give a damn; I'm not sober
    And I stumble and stutter and slur my words
    Because the world's always spinning and it's just another blur

    I wake up in a blank hotel room
    My eyes have bags like some sign of impending doom
    It doesn't take much to realize I'm hungover
    But what do I care, I know I'm not four-leaf clover.

    I check the messages on my machine
    Momma called again, this makes call number fifteen
    She's wondering where I am and will I please call her sometime
    With a smile I lie and tell her I just can't spare the time

    I buy my lunch with my stripper tips
    The boys were going wild for these hips
    Making my body remind me that now I'm sore
    Daddy always did say I was a whore

    Now I'm walking down the street
    with barely any shoes on my feet
    But I don't care and as I turn
    I see the whold world's just another blur.
     
  9. SaraSidle_girl

    SaraSidle_girl Pathologist

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    quoth_the_raven & CW I really liked them :) Here's another from me. Written it a few months back when I was still with my (now ex) girlfriend but fell in love with someone else

    She could be my someone

    Fow how long deceit can last
    But when does betrayal become a sin?
    For I can never touch her
    Held back by my promiss
    Held back by my own beliefs
    But so lost in her eyes

    Confusion creeped into my heart
    Filled all the space with darkness
    Smuttering all the brightness
    Covering my body with scars
    Her smile can make me bleed

    No knife cuts deeper than her eyes
    And no wounds bleed harder
    Than the ones she lets me make
    Bleeding for the desire to hold
    What can never be mine
    She could be my someone
    My someone I already have

    She can be my someone
    Who makes it all so different
    Changing all that's old
    Changing all that's new
    Her eyes can make me bleed
    And I bleed so hard
    From endless cuts in my skin

    She can be my someone
    Someone I already have
    But never had
     
  10. ModernDayDrifter

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    Hi y'all im new to this thread and I read on the first page in here we also share our fave poems. So i thought i might just tell ya my fave and later when I find the book with poems I wrote almost 6 years ago ill post them but for now ill just leave ya with my fave.
    Alot of my favorite poems are about love and the animal world this is my all time favorite poem,I memorized it the first time I read it.

    Be Like The Bird
    Victor Hugo

    Be like the bird, who
    Halting in his flight
    On limb too slight
    Feels it give way beneath him,
    Yet sings,
    Knowing he hath wings.
     
  11. SaraSidle_girl

    SaraSidle_girl Pathologist

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    I wrote two small poems last night.. sice I felt (and still feel) messed up

    When final hope has died
    only emptiness remains.
    The past has been erased
    only to leave a shattered future.
    Broken pieces of a heart
    crushed to ashes by hate
    Faded into a meaningless nothing
    In sadness holding on to hope
    is just not enough.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Lost in endless dreams
    Hidden behind bars
    Locked up in a cage
    Left to die in loneliness
    Killing tears burn my skin
    Voices whisper inside my head
    Afraid to face the outside world
    They tell me I'm insane
    This dream is my reality
     
  12. gsrLOVE

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    SaraSidle_girl I like your poems. You can feel your emotion through them. I can, anyway.

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    This is one I wrote a bit ago.
    I WONDER

    Walking down the street
    I see a guy with dirty hair, and dirty boots
    I wonder if he has ever seen a day of happiness in his life
    I wonder if he has ever had a child, or if that child still loves him
    I wonder where is spouse is, or if he's ever felt love
    The kind of love you, and I have felt once upon a time
    I wonder if he has a home, or if he sleeps under that box beside him
    I wonder if he dances in the rain, or he doesn't notice as the tears fall from his eyes
    I wonder how he spends those dimes, and nickels- that get thrown into his dirt filled hat

    Walking down the street with my eight year old cousin,
    I tell her "Only throw ten cents in there, hun- we don't know how spends his money"
    She smiles at me, she knows what I'm talking about
    Does he spend on the "D-Word" she asks me?
    I tell her I don't know

    We continue walking, and we keep looking at each other
    I wonder if this man has ever had a family to look at, the way we looked at each other
    I wonder if he's happy the way he is
    I wonder what bus he will take
    and I wonder if he's ever been to the hospital

    Walking down the street today,
    I didn't see this man
    I wondered what happened to him
    Did he die? Did he cry? Did it hurt? Did he re-locate to the street behind us?

    I saw on the news this morning

    "John Doe, 39 years old murdered in a gun fight"

    I realized that this man had a fearless soul,
    for everytime I walked down that street
    We'd make eye-contact
    The kind where you feel you've seen this man before
    The kind where you feel you know this man
    And I wondered,

    Does he know where he is? Does he feel love where he is? Does he have animals where he lives?

    I wonder no longer, for each person passing by- I know they are where they are- because they chose it.

    And when they die, we go to the same place.

    And when I walk up the stairway to heaven,
    I wonder if he will greet me,
    for I won't have a nickel to spare,
    I will this time, hold his hand and tell him I'm glad he's okay.
    For, every moment I saw him- I knew I'd see him again.
     
  13. SaraSidle_girl

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    gsrLOVE I like this one a lot.. I can relate to what you're writing a lot
     
  14. luvincsi

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    I've read some of the poems you've written guys. They're all very good.

    Here's something I wrote for an activity in class. My teacher said we should write something about typewriter and i ended up making a love story. It's not really good but I got good grades.

    The Typewriter

    My fingers were still frozen on the keys
    Nothing in my mind, nothing I could squeeze
    Looking for words that I could put on paper
    Words that could make two people fall for each other.

    As I thought of something to type
    The machine went wrong, something wasn’t right
    My first typewriter stopped working
    It must be fixed before my idea started leaving

    In a repair shop was where I went
    Leaving the machine then I left
    I just love walking home
    Enjoyed the moment of being alone

    At home, I jotted my work with paper and pen
    Then I heard a knock and a voice of a man
    I opened the door and there I found
    A man so perfect that my heart began to pound

    “I fixed the machine” he kindly said
    His sweet voice I couldn’t take out of my head
    Can this be the idea I am thinking of
    Or is it just I am in love?
     
  15. MiaCharlize

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    This is for my baby, wrote it this morning when she was still asleep :D

    ~Six Months - Aniversary Poem~

    Half a year and still you’re here
    I can’t believe it’s true
    You still want me, you still love me
    The way that I love you

    Six long months that felt quite short
    I’d swear it were just five
    But seeing just how well they went
    I’ll keep you all my life

    It feels so weird and yet so right
    The way we played this out
    We have a cat who’s beautiful
    We’re family and proud

    Each morning I wake next to you
    I’m happy as can be
    To know how much I mean to you
    Feels warm and safe and free

    I hope that we, for times to come
    Will make it through this life
    And on this day, some years from now
    You’ll lie here as my wife
     

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