im going to share some of my poems with yall, and the only reason is because sometimes i have trouble believing that i wrote them....which means i kick much ass! and they are that damn good! (haha.....do i sound conceited enough?) im trying to see myself as all mighty and drop dead gorgeous, so i can get a better game,or something........its taking a long time okay here's my poems
number one:
the light shines when i hear you call my name,
and the clouds part with the sound of your voice.
the moon drinks deeply of the love we share,
as the sun mirrors the strength that radiates between us.
the wind howls with an array of emotions,
driving its unyielding touch into our viens.
shake me from this dream, i never want to escape.
show me that these emotions i feel are not the whispers of forgotten
shadows.
follow my brutalized heart into the pit of nothingness,
only to find that yours resides there to.
speak only of the surrender which your eyes have cast me into,
and i will follow gladly into the chaos that is our life.
number two:
emotions have always been my failure,
for so long i have kept them hidden away,
then you come along and with one look my heart begins to break.
i figured that this would have passed by now,
but seeing you always tears my defenses down,
i seem to lose all control when you are near,
i hate this feeling because i know it will never be real,
number three:
vague descriptions of sanity idle in the memory of the insane,
enjoying the seperation from one consequence to another,
pleading remorselessly for the impossible only to recieve the inevitable,
silently searching for the dogmatic end ,
slowly remembering when life itself listlessly remained impartial to all pleas,
cursed and broken are those screaming sanity and insane they are cast aside,
suffocating in the opening between beginning and end.
answering to the prayers of the everyday idiot
number four:
slowly the light begins to fade,
cascading into an opaque silence.
sounds filter through the absence of reason,
bound by the attraction of infallible wisdom.
words decay as they fall from the lips of sorrow,
gradually seeping amongst the confident.
parading around in an alien skin,
infecting all that will be contagious.
abandoned lies the backbone of eternity.
number four is my fav. so tell me what you think and be honest!
number one:
the light shines when i hear you call my name,
and the clouds part with the sound of your voice.
the moon drinks deeply of the love we share,
as the sun mirrors the strength that radiates between us.
the wind howls with an array of emotions,
driving its unyielding touch into our viens.
shake me from this dream, i never want to escape.
show me that these emotions i feel are not the whispers of forgotten
shadows.
follow my brutalized heart into the pit of nothingness,
only to find that yours resides there to.
speak only of the surrender which your eyes have cast me into,
and i will follow gladly into the chaos that is our life.
number two:
emotions have always been my failure,
for so long i have kept them hidden away,
then you come along and with one look my heart begins to break.
i figured that this would have passed by now,
but seeing you always tears my defenses down,
i seem to lose all control when you are near,
i hate this feeling because i know it will never be real,
number three:
vague descriptions of sanity idle in the memory of the insane,
enjoying the seperation from one consequence to another,
pleading remorselessly for the impossible only to recieve the inevitable,
silently searching for the dogmatic end ,
slowly remembering when life itself listlessly remained impartial to all pleas,
cursed and broken are those screaming sanity and insane they are cast aside,
suffocating in the opening between beginning and end.
answering to the prayers of the everyday idiot
number four:
slowly the light begins to fade,
cascading into an opaque silence.
sounds filter through the absence of reason,
bound by the attraction of infallible wisdom.
words decay as they fall from the lips of sorrow,
gradually seeping amongst the confident.
parading around in an alien skin,
infecting all that will be contagious.
abandoned lies the backbone of eternity.
number four is my fav. so tell me what you think and be honest!
K.I.S.S. = Keep It Simple, Stupid!
You're using too many over-descript words. The best part of poems is saying so much with so little...
They're really beautiful though. Four is my favourite too!
Three's a close-second though...
Good work!
(I'm just stupid and don't get many big words! )