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Touche.

But, I'm writing mine later tonight.

So, yeah. You can if you want. I don't WANT to, but I said I would, so.. XD;
 
But why? o_O

I mean, I wrote "The Wait" in a few minutes. And it sucked badly to me. XD

If I took the time to make one, it'd be awesome.

I bet j00 could do that too. But, but, I dunno. o.o
 
i dont really write poetry, or read to often, only 4 skool lol.

but id have to say this was good, kinda lets you no dat ppl dat arnt always around you care y'no?
 
Ive got a romantic one i could post but ive gotta get it back from nikki to remember it :) ill post it tommorow. Ok im back here ya go.


My love to you I compare the most perfect flower
But in light of your face the petals color is all but faded
In lew of your smile the stem falters and dies
When it looks upon your eyes the petals fall to the ground in honor of your beauty
After viewing the entirety of your soul and the love it holds the flower falls to the ground
But in your grave and in your love you pick it up and tell it to grow
And in only a breath its beauty is restored one hundred fold
But it is still dark in comparrison to you my love

Lame but I wrote it for Nikki so there ya go
 
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Oops, I forgot to write mine.. XD

But yes, that was very good Blackstar. That makes me want to write mine now. XD;

Nice job!
 
No, really, I forgot. I could easily write one without thinking twice about it. XDD

I just need some motivation. And a better memory.

o_o;

"Bye"​

Erm, I guess this is over between you and I
You gave me the news, as I began to cry
Are you really giving up on me this easily?
Even knowing the good that you seek in me?

The protector you've always wanted to have
I guess this wall between us makes us halved
You're behind it, and I can't really get past it
You like it there, so you just decide to quit

Leaving me scarred and alone again I see
That's okay, I see what I'm supposed to be
And if we don't see each other again, fine
I never even realized why you were even mine

I put my feelings on the back burner, and look
I actually felt pain when you told me, and I shook
Let you too close, and all you did was let me down
So I'm not sad you're leaving; Guess I'll see you around

Have fun with your instability, while we live our lives
At least you made sure that the love we had didn't die
Because once you actually grow up, I'd love to see you
I'm looking forward to seeing what's changed and new

But right now, no, stay far away, but that isn't too tough
At least not for you, I imagine, since you like to play rough
You toy with my emotions, and then you leave me alone
And then you expect me to be happy with you on the phone?

You said it yourself, when you wanted me out of your life
And then you struck me down with your emotional knife
If you come back to me later and ask, then I'll pick the side
Next time, it won't be nearly as hard for me to tell you bye.

--

Enjoy the quick poem. It's really bad.

XDD
 
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It took me a few minutes to write. People kept bothering me on MSN.

I was aiming for liek, ten minutes, and even then, it'd be bad.

But, but, yeah.

D:
 
"Truth"

Truth can it be told
or for that matter is it really the truth
for i can say the most perfect thing to be perceived by me
only to be struck down in a moment by thee who says i told a lie
for to you it was not needed and that thought to you is void
so i say to you with my eyes open wide believe what you will its true.

Random on the spot moment of writing
 
"Perfection"​

I have absolutely nothing to say to you
But I bet you know how I feel right now
The bad times overtook the only good few
And I'm not even going to ask exactly how

I've just met you, and yet, it's ever so silly
I can't seem to get my feelings in plain view
I guess I've lost something important in me
I just don't know anything that I can really do

You're shy, not outgoing, and awfully homely
Figured that you'd be just another easy prey
The damaging figure, that's who you will be
I know, but your face, I doubt that I'll say

Perfection is a crazy thing; The flaws, to be exact
To be perfect is to be imperfect, and regain what's lost
It's really funny, that the first thing you do is not act
You don't really think about, or concern the real cost

You let life take it's toll, and you live life with the wind
And you fall like a fool, off your high chair, to the ground
It's a good thing your head's hard, and thick skinned
Or the mind potential you have wouldn't even be around

I like you a lot, and I bet it'll blossom into that love thing
That I'm sure of, but I'm scared that we can't keep it up
As smart as I am, I can't even predict what love will bring
I'm not perfect either, and you'll spread like black felt cup

I could live without you right now, but I'm taking a chance
I'm letting you in, and I pray that you don't destroy the inside
It has been destroyed once, and you see me in this trance
But now I've found something, and frankly, I don't want to hide

I think I want to start again, but only, with someone different
No hard feelings, so no regrets for me trying this a second time
I've lost most of my strength, but I doubt it's gone, only lent
To different people, with strong words, but strength is now mine

I haven't talked to anyone, so I can't say I got those words like others
But as long as my mind is set, perfection can be, actually, most simple
So let's hold hands, face the fears, other hand clenched strong like brothers
Then laugh at the seriousness of it all, while I giggle at your dimples

We're only kids, and while we want to grow up, we don't have to just yet
Perfection is a long way away, and I'm pretty much satisfied where I stand
The road will be hard, bumpy, full of tricks from below, but please, don't fret
All you have to do is stand strong, where you are in life, and take my hand.

--

Literally written in ten minutes, a week ago. x3
 
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pool singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.
by Sara Teasdale

My favorite poem of all time.
 
This is my own (first and maybe last)

The Darkened Ones​




Unlike news and tales, the sword is trustier
Whitens the tainted pages of history
A sharp blade's edge between sincere and liar
Force out the truth, banish the forgery

The flicker of spears in the sun
Reflecting the ember in the protector's heart
Now breathing its last against the gun
The ancient lands' hope is so far


Long was the field safe from assault
Flowers and flora was the land's dress
Bliss spreading ...nevermore. At who's fault?
Taken harmony is now restored by death


Judging themselves worthier of your land
Taken away from where you belonged
Lying to the world, ensuring your end
Like a star's blaze, their plunder can't be owned


In the eyes of the world, they filled you with darkness
"Eliminate the threat, slaughter the darkened ones"
Time can only observe the chaos and the foulness
Like past, and future, with faith they shall be gone


Take arms, like your predecessors and hold the tradition
Uphold the legacy, of your land's sanctuary. It must be done
Being where you belong, believe it's worth perdition
For your loved ones and own successors; Arise… darkened ones



"Committed to all those fighting tyranny to regain their home lands now raped away from them, words might not inflict damage or expel cruelty, but hope does"
 
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