Poetry!

[malign]

But you've acknowledged that she's alive!

And not at fault.

How huge is that? :-)

[danni]

Wow.....you're right......

I didn't even notice that!!! Ok....that just threw me for a loop. I need to go think about it somemore. Be back later.

[danni]

I let her come out to help with another poem.... I find poetry an easier way to express what I'm feeling.....

I don't cry over what I've become

I cry over the girl that never was

Kind and strong, she knew just where to head

I haven't found these traits in the me I am yet

So I don't cry over the person that I am

I cry over the person that I'm not

Loyal and happy, she was so innocent

At least this is the image I have in my mind

Life didn't agree

So I don't cry over what I am

I cry over what I'm not

Since I can't handle being what I call "myself"

Yet I know there was a better me that didn't get to live

I cry over the girl that didn't get to shine

Because of the evil that kept her a slave

So I don't cry over the person I am

I cry over the girl who was lost

And a faint trace of her can be found in all my scars and false starts

I really wish I could just take her hand

Go back in time to hold her and breathe life in her again

Maybe she would then forgive me for abandoning her.

Still I don't cry over the person I am

I cry over the person I'm not

Shame no one will meet her, the person that never was

The little girl in me that the world forgot

[IrmaJean]

This is just a short poem that I wrote. It feels more like a Spring type of poem, but oh well...

When warm air breathes across frozen land,

And life awakens with renewed hope

All my senses touched by nature’s gentle hand

Gives my soul new ways to cope,

The scent of sodden ground and moistened sand

Where once lay cold snow and icy slope

Strokes my spirit with pleasant reflection

Sun upon my skin, a sweet perfection.

Soft breezes, the gentle flow of streams

Wings flapping, birds calling to their mates

Gives chance to all wishes and lost dreams

Trees awaken as winter’s wrath abates

Flowers sprout in fertile soil, sunshine beams

Change of seasons and summer now waits

Lightning strikes in spring skies, then the thunders

My heart caressed by nature’s small wonders.

Edited November 10, 2009 by IrmaJean

[Nicolec]

...................

Edited August 17, 2010 by Nicolec

[danni]

Sorrow,

Suffering,

Crying,

Bleeding,

Then dying.

I can't forget you,

And when I lock you away,

You'll escape somehow .

Go away.

Please don't come back.

This feeling I have,

I don't want it

You wait until,

I'm peacefully dreaming,

Then you suddenly appear.

To keep myself from screaming.

takes all I have.

This heart of mine,

Please let it rest.

I still won't cry

I just want peace,

Alone in my mind.

Reliving these moments,

I'd rather be dead.

Hide in the darkness,

From memories like you.

Search for a light,

that can not be found.

Search forever,

For that silvery glow.

For someone who cares,

To set me free

[Jetliner]

..........

Edited November 1, 2010 by Jetliner
..........

[danni]

Invisible

A cancer, ever spreading

with no cure but death

you came quickly

took over slowly

and now...

I am living life

A silent rage

With no escape

from this mental cage

Wanting to erase

this memory

So I don't have to

think.

know.

feel.

remember.

Closing my eyes

wishing to be

invisible.

[IrmaJean]

I find poetry to be a healthy way of expressing emotions...especially such painful ones. Thanks everyone for sharing your thoughts and feelings.

[danni]

If you have no tears

Who will cry for you?

For all that is bitter and broken

The girl locked up in chains

Haunted

Isolated by secrets

For all that you hate within

Your cold body

So fragile in remembering

Your hard eyes

Have seen too much

They are guarded

Nobody gets in

Nothing gets let out

Who will see what you hide?

Those wounds that you fear?

That underworld you live in

A darkness

All the light stolen

If you have no strength

Who will fight for you?

These demons must be faced

And killed

So that you may live

Innocent once again

When you cant feel safe

Who will comfort you?

Breathing your power

Back into you

Who will know the truth of your being

A radiant soul

Potential as unlimited

As the stars

Where is the wind that carries your pain

So you may rest?

Where are the stars that bare witness to your story

So you may share

What burdens your heart?

Who will hear all you whisper

Because you are afraid of the words

Will anyone still listen

When you run away

From everybody

From yourself

From the pain

Maybe this person cannot exist for you

And that's OK.

But...maybe there is someone who will be the earth

Supporting your feet upon this journey

Here for you eternally

Waiting for you to feel again

So you may cry your tears

Uninhibited

In peace

While surrounded by Love

[SweetSue]

Before I came here, I had not one friend,

No shoulder or ear, that I could lend,

My life became, Oh geez such a struggle,

And Im ashamed to say, a terrible muddle.

My various worlds and realms, that leave me in fear,

And sometimes confusion, leaves me a tad unclear.

My voices and vultures, that drive me crazy,

Not to forget ofcourse, my brain cell thats so damn lazy.

My heart, Ok, its kinda broken,

And this stupid voice of mine, still unspoken.

A body thats numb, and full of damage,

Breathing at times, is all I can manage.

I've been visiting you all, for quite a while now,

And made some connections to people ~ like wow.

At times I felt, that I had no where to turn,

But you guys were here ~ though that I had to learn.

The odd Hello, caring word or "How are you",

Is sometimes enough to help see my day through.

You have all become like friends to me,

Thanks for welcoming me into this extended family.

Just wanted to say thankyou, to everyone

Edited December 6, 2009 by SweetSue

[Autognosy]

That's a nice and helpfull topic as lots of people find help in their soul by writing poems.

I hope english was my native language. I find it easy to write in my language and would like to share some with you if I could. Most of them are not sad ones and even though they may be out of the topic or not well written or beautifully heard in english, I will try to if I am able in the future.

By the way, I had a nice time reading yours Keep it up, it's a nice topic!

[Autognosy]

Let's try just a little one!

Who would have told us it has passed a whole year

since we held hands and in one voice we said we'll try.

Cound all good moments we have managed to overtake dear.

It seems like yesterday, except we'll never cry.

I just discovered of a shy little rinkle

still there are places in life I haven't seen.

I thought I've lost so many things while a single -but

it wouldn't worth it all alone if I had been.

Inspired from an old greek song I was listening a while ago,

dedicated to my boyfriend.

Edited December 15, 2009 by Autognosy

[Autognosy]

I spend my days looking out my window

through suns and rains waiting for a clue.

Searching for answers, for some hopeful message.

You said "Don't chase them-they will come to you".

I spend my nights mirroring my darkness.

Away from lights hiding my being.

Behind the glass, hoping, praying, dreaming

that some day soon I'll change my lonely scene.

Will I ever be brave enough to stop my fears and just get tough?

Don't even know the questions for the answers that I seek.

Be bold enough to find myself on that windows other side?

Have to believe in time, believe in me and live.

-------

Dedicated to a friend from whom I have captured the idea and many phrases and words. There will come the day you'll breath the air out of the window <3

[SweetSue]

its so beautiful, auto,

Take care hun

[malign]

I thought I'd give this a bump

So others into it could jump.

I think it's easy to see

That poetry ain't nat'ral, to me.

It's sad, I know it's true,

But my limits don't apply to you.

So this failure shouldn't mean

That others' efforts shouldn't be seen.

And I repeat, there's a reason I stick to prose.

Edited August 31, 2010 by malign
Can't spell any verse, either.

[IrmaJean]

Every old poem I find on my computer is some forlorn romantic sap. Fun to write, though, as I recall...

My path to your heart,

I am now unable able to see.

Why has the light dimmed?

Sigh. It isn’t clear to me.

For our love is like an open sea,

Your ship sails here eternally.

More free than life allows you to be.

Pour your thoughts and fears onto me.

Let me lead you to my soul

Fret no longer, my friend

Set the barriers aside, the ultimate goal

Met by resistance, this love won’t ever bend.

****************************************

An empty soul, I reach for you

For all you do,

To keep me sane,

And ease my pain.

To our safe place where we once met

Without regret

No hollow heart

When we do part.

And when our eyes do meet again

I’ll know that then

Though far away

You’re here to stay.

See what I mean?

When I was writing fan fiction, someone once told me that I wrote poetic prose.

Okay, I found one that wasn't romantic sap. Done sharing then. For now.

When warm air breathes across the frozen land,

And life awakens with a renewed hope

All my senses touched by God’s gentle hand

Gives my soul so many new ways to cope,

The scent of sodden ground and moistened sand

Where once lay cold snow and an icy slope

Strokes my spirit with pleasant reflection

Sun upon my skin, a sweet perfection.

Soft breezes and the gentle flow of streams

Wings flapping and birds calling to their mates

Gives the chance to all wishes and lost dreams

Trees awaken as winter’s wrath abates

Flowers sprout in fertile soil, sunshine beams

Change of seasons and summer now waits

Lightning strikes in spring skies, then the thunders

My heart caressed by nature’s small wonders.

Edited August 31, 2010 by IrmaJean

[Warrior40]

I love to write poetry...here is one I wrote for my sister and for me too.

I'm picking up the pieces of my sister

tring to put her back together

cause she doesn't feel whole

there's a void deep inside

that she tries to hide

but I see it when I look into her eyes

and I know what his name is

and I know what he's done

and I know it makes her feel like she can't feel

but I know she feels it still

like I do

I'm the same too

We're trying to keep it all inside us

can't break these chains that bind us

we're the ones left hurt

the memories inside

take away our pride

and we lost it when we looked into his eyes

and I know what his name is

and I know what he's done

and I know it makes me feel like I can't feel

but I know that I feel it still

I feel it still

I always will

[Sweetsara]

whatever happened to my sunshine boy

hair of gold and eyes of blue

I turned around and you were gone

leaving behind tears and pain

I hear your smile in the wind

feel your tiny hand in mine

seems to happen all the time

when ghosts and memories visit

laughing with those rosy cheeks

toddling about on chubby legs

sleep in peace dream happy thoughts

tucked in tight in my mind

I miss you now I'll miss you forever

mommy loves her sunshine boy

[Endlessnight]

Hi everyone. Thank you all for sharing your poetry with us.

Here are a couple of mine:

I stand alone at break of day

I stand and watch the world at play.

I'm in their midst but no one sees,

They're lost in their own mysteries.

I stand alone at noon of day.

The hope has not yet gone away.

I speak, but no one seems to hear -

Are they grown deaf from their own fear?

I stand alone at end of day.

Should I cry or should I pray?

And if I pray should I pray for me

Or for those too blind and lost to see?

The moon came out

From behind the clouds;

He smiled his smile on me.

He chased away my hurt and hate,

And set my spirit free.

His golden light

So cool, played in my hair,

And o how wonderful

It did feel

To be without a care.

[IrmaJean]

I enjoyed listening to your voice through your poetry, EN. Thanks for sharing.

[Endlessnight]

Thank you IrmaJean for listening. I know that, as poetry, they are rubbish but they have meaning to me because when I wrote them I was a teenager and needed to somehow get out what I was feeling.

[finding my way]

Not rubbish, Endless. It is your voice and your expression, and that is not garbage. Keep writing!

[Endlessnight]

I wanted to share this poem with everyone. It has great meaning to me.

I know it's a little long so I have cut off the last part.

Please Hear What I'm Not Saying by Jill Zevallos-Solak

Don't be fooled by me,

Don't be fooled by the face I wear.

For I wear a mask, a thousand masks,

masks that i'm afraid to take off,

and none of them is me.

Pretending is an art that's second nature to me,

but don't be fooled.

For God's sake don't be fooled.

I give you the impression that i'm secure,

that confidence is my name and coolness is my game,

that the water's calm and I'm in command,

and that I need no one.

But don't believe me.

My surface may seem smooth but my surface

is my mask, ever-varying and ever-concealing.

Beneath lies no complacence.

Beneath lies confusion and fear and aloneness.

But I hide this. I don't want anybody to know it.

I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear being exposed.

That's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind,

a nonchalant sophisticated facade, to help me pretend,

to shield me from the glance that knows.

But such a glance is precisely my salvation.

My only hope, and I know it.

That is, if it's followed by acceptance,

if it's followed by love.

It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself,

from my own self-built prison walls,

from the barriers i so painstakingly erect.

It's the only thing that will assure me

of what I can't assure myself,

that i'm really worth something.

I dont like to hide.

I dont like to play superficial phony games.

I want to stop playing them.

I want to be genuine and sponataneous and me,

but you've got to help me.

You've got to hold out your hand

even when that's the last thing I seem to want.

Only you can wipe away from my eyes

the bland stare of the breathing dead.

Only you can call me into aliveness.