poems both happy and depressing

[DarknessRules]

poems are a great way to express ones feelings and to cope with pain. dose anyone have any good poems to share? wether witen by you or found. happy poems sad poems. i like all poems. if your willing to share then ill be willing to share a few poems that i wrote. most of my poems are really depressing but all that matters is that after i write them it makes me feel better. and getting feedback makes me feel even better. if you feel the same then post your poems and ill be happy to read them and tell you what i think.

[IrmaJean]

I enjoy writing poetry too, darkness. I'd be happy to share and would love to read yours as well. I'll find some of mine on my laptop later today and post them.

[Endlessnight]

At one time in my life poetry was the only outlet I had for what I was feeling, so they mostly tend to be depressing...this is one I wrote when I was 17.

Stop caring, that's the only thing to do

when they continue to lie and betray you.

Stop caring and make yourself go numb inside

because if that's the way the world is how else will you survive?

Stop caring - first in pretense, then in reality

when they laugh at all you're feeling.

What good can love be

when there's no one to turn to and nowhere to hide.

They wore away your self respect and stole away your pride.

[DarknessRules]

thats a good one. from the heart in what you were feeling at the time.i think ill post one that only one person has read before. the one i wrote about. it describes how i felt about life as well as how i felt about her.

Lost

Happiness comes and gose

Only one thig is certen

Depperssion will always return

The love i feel for her is everlasting

But she will never be mine

Which choice is right

A brother or a lost love

She will never love me

He will hate my feelings

I cant abanden my brother

I cant lose my love

All i know is deppression

All i want is death

I wish i could have both

But thats an emety dream

My futer holds only lonliness

I'm drounding and noones there

Someone please take my pain away

I wish she would show me she cares

Show me you dont want me to die

As my tiers flow freely

I want you to hold me

As i cry for help

Trying to find the pieces

And put my heart back togather

As i hold blade to rist

I know this will end my pain

Maybe lifes not for everyone

If only you knew the truth

How much you really mean to me

How much i really love you

But you will never ask

This is all lost in darkness

hope you all enjoyed that.

[SweetSue]

I like poetry, usually my poems are sad and depressing.

I wrote this one, earlier this year, in better times. Its the only optimistic poem I have ever written about myself. I know some of you have seen this before on my blog - but I thought I would share it on here.

Just a ordinary Jane Doe, with hopes of a Fairy Tale ending.

Do you believe in fairies? I read once when I were small.

Dont ask me from what book, I simply cant recall.

I remember thinking to myself, Yes, Yes I do !!!

Never doubted for a second, for I knew it to be true.

Well I read and read, time and time again

Stories and fables, that in my heart still remain

Tales of Kings, Queens, the rich and the poor

Each searching for a life, that they can enjoy once more

In a way I see my life as a fairy tale

Except, obviously on a smaller scale

Im no Princess, certainly I aint no Queen.

That "happy ever after ending", remains to be seen.

A story that gets written, as my days unfold.

No doubt full of times, never to be told.

In search of a life thats happy to just "be"

My fairy tale ending - one written just for me.

[IrmaJean]

I'm sure I've posted this one before. It's an old one. I'll repost.

Like a wave washing over a jagged rock

And warm water that smooths sharp edges,

Your touch to my skin is nothing to mock

Each caress the answer to your pledges.

As tiny ripples dance across the river’s shore

When stroked by gentle summer breezes

Your eyes soothe me in ways I can’t ignore

A comforting gaze that I cannot deny pleases

When sun-rays shine down upon the temperate river

And twinkle serenely along each golden wave

Your soft voice touches my soul in order to deliver

A relaxing massage my mind wishes to save

The wind through my hair, beauty surrounds me

My senses alive and you're by my side

No other place in the world I’d want to be

For if only you could see with me as your guide

[IrmaJean]

At one time in my life poetry was the only outlet I had for what I was feeling, so they mostly tend to be depressing...this is one I wrote when I was 17.

Stop caring, that's the only thing to do

when they continue to lie and betray you.

Stop caring and make yourself go numb inside

because if that's the way the world is how else will you survive?

Stop caring - first in pretense, then in reality

when they laugh at all you're feeling.

What good can love be

when there's no one to turn to and nowhere to hide.

They wore away your self respect and stole away your pride.

Their lies and betrayal can't deny you

Your caring spirit still shines through

Numbness protects you from pain inside

But also prevents feelings of joy

Embrace yourself to survive, be true to you

Keep caring-it is who you are

Their laughter is about their fear

Your love comes from inside

I hope you will listen to you and not hide

Respect yourself and feel your own pride...

[LaLa]

IJ, that's beautiful!!! :eek: And I agree so much with what you wrote...

[LaLa]

This one is also depressive. I wrote it in 1998 (I was 16):

Quand je ferme mes yeux, je vois un animal.

Il est tout petit, mais son regard me fait mal.

Ses yeux sont comme un orange,

au milieu un petit losange.

Elle me fait peur, leur profondeur

qui serre mon coeur et veut que je meure.

Il a ses griffes assez pointues

pourqu'elles me tuent.

Je serai mangée par sa bouche,

même qu'elle est petite comme une mouche.

Puis, quand j'ouvrirai mes yeux,

je ne connaîtrai pas le lieu

où je me trouverai

car il sera pas vrais

mais seulement imaginaire,

ne construit que de l'air

d'odeur des memoires

qui seront toutes noires

et dans chacune sera plongé

l'animal qui m'aura mangée

[DarknessRules]

one of my very few happy poems. my only love poem.

Eternal Love

When I think about you I'm happy

When I look into your eyes I feel so warm

When I hear your voise I've the stringth to do anything

When I'm with you I hope you'll never leave

I feel so secure with you around

We did so much in so little time

You heal my pain

You watch over me in sickness

You chear my up when I'm down

You are everything I ever wanted

Your beuty is mached by none

Your personality is better than any

My love for you is everlasting and true

I'm happy that we found one another

I can't imagenlife without you

I'm glad we are togather here and now

I would die without you

I want to spent the rest of my life with you

I would give you everything I have

I would take all your pain away

I would fight all the demons in hell

I would come back from the dead

I would sacrifice every thing I own

I would do anything in my power for you

If this love burns bright owr love will last a lifetime

If this love burns out I'll die inside

You mean the world to me nothing else matters

I would sooner die then let you be sad

I can only hope you will see things my way

In this my eternal love

i only wish the person i wrote it for could read it.

[Guest ASchwartz]

Darkness,

It's a beautiful poem. Even if the person you wrote the poem for is not reading it, the rest of us are and sometimes that is enough. It always helps to express emotions through the written word and you have done so here, with great warmth and sensitivity.

Allan

[DarknessRules]

ya. thanks. though the reason she hasnt read it is because she died the day i was gonna give it to her. but thats in the past. heres another poem. about different people.

Chosen One

I see all that I do as wrong

I constantly piss people off

I see my falts ant try to fix them

I try so hard to make things right

But they wont listen to a word I say

Owr group is gone their friendship is dead

One is always gone and the other is never happy

I'm inbetween wanting life and death

I'm still trying to make things right

I can't choos one over the other

If I need a reason to be friends then it wont work

The world is against me lifes too hard

I fear the pain or loss and loneliness

I love her personality and self being

I respect his stringth and brotherhood

I'm confused with wether to start or end

I hate this hatred for all thoughs around me

I'm happy that I can still be their friend

I'm being torn apart by current events

I'm lost in a sea of emptiness and sorrow

I hert insideits so unbearable

How can I save myself from this pain

I'd be better off trying to save the world

I'm stuck in the past and can't go on

I need help in being who I am

I'm the chosen one who will save the world

[Darkness]

[please realize my tone is mostly joking and only slightly annoyed at the last point]

All right "DarknessRules"! I keep running across you but can never get a reponse when a topic gets buried and i cant find it. this time i will bookmark the page!

who are you, and why is everyone calling you "darkness', I'm darkness!

oh, and here's a poem of mine:

STEAL IT AND I WILL SUE AND/OR HEX YOU

Sometimes I look into the mirror at my eyes,

And wonder about all the whys.

I’m no perfect, I never claimed to be.

Sometimes I look at the mirror into my eyes,

And try to fabricate away all the lies.

I’m not perfect, and I never wanted to be.

Sometimes I look into the mirror at my eyes,

And realize that the reflection makes me shy.

I’m not perfect, No matter how much you force it to be.

Sometimes when I look into the mirror at my eyes,

I see no soul; I never said goodbye.

I’m not perfect, why do you want me to be?

it's only a first draft, but heh. as a writer i took something that i do sometimes; stare in the mirror and feel shy and like a terrible person, but by no means do i ever try to be perfect. the poem took a direction of it's own. more than anything its about how my mom used to say "why cant you just be normal?!" and as such that is it's title

[DarknessRules]

thats a good one to. i am DarknessRules. often times in order to not have to type the entire name out people often times call me darkness dark dr (and once) rules. i dont mind any of those. ill answer to any of those though you do have a point. sense theres already a darkness i probly shouldnt be called that to avoid confusion when we both post in a topic. your right though. just as we have met in previous topics they got buried. so its nice to finaly talk to you.

[Darkness]

Good to meet you too. It's just weird is all; only once or twice ever before have I run into someone online with the same root word in the screen name

[DarknessRules]

heres another one i wrote

Lost Light

The feeling of light

The warmth of happyness

The scent of Spring

The sound of joy

The softness of confert

Happyness blumes from these

Yet darkness still remains

Suffering still returns

The darkness waits to harm

The light retrets without conflict

Friends are hert by your actions

The lose appers a gerenty

Hope no longer remains

Why dose darkness test me so

Why is my life always on the line

Death looks so good now

The end looks much closer

I'm afraid for my life

I'm afraid for my friendships

All is comeing to an end

All is closeing infront of me

If everything else ends

Then I should also end

For I have lost my light

If friendship ends so must I

Am I curst to feel sadness forever

Or will hope return to me

Will I find the light again

It is unclear to all

And so ends the story of the lost light

[SweetSue]

"Trust me I am your friend,

On me you know you can depend"

"Trust me everything is gonna be okay

You'll slowly get there, day by day."

"Trust in your heart, and what you feel

If your wrong - its no big deal"

"Trust that tomorrow might just be fine

and that mountain, you can slowly climb"

"Trust that eventually, its gonna be alright,

stand strong with your beliefs,and continue to fight"

"Trust is something not easy to show or say

So please dont throw my trust away"

[eppursimuove]

sad but true, nice poems.

[SweetSue]

Today has arrived and with it confusion,

What is real and what is an illusion?

My head has so many fears spiralling inside,

Making me want to run away, dissapear and hide.

But how can I run away from all that I feel and see?

Coz there is no escape from what lives inside of me.

[Guest]

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