thabks all! really i didn't expect a good response...it's really nice gettin noticed for once...thank you especially anya and sydd for postin! i have another one... How they rock... Ever found someone who can hear you? Who can interpret, though they really don't know you? Who crept through your thoughts, who think like you do? These are the people who know you from within They know how you lose, and know how you win They feel the pain that you've felt before, They pretend, but it's made their core, It's there with them, so they can tell, It hurts so much, so tight, it made them yell, So they can summarize your every inch, They awaken you to reality with their past's stench, They know you better than you know them, So let them take you, let them see you, Let them count your every step, Let them do what they have to, let them be your help. this is entirely dedicated to linkin park alone!!! :rawk:
it's ok, but i think your poems before this one were better. Maybe i miss the frustrations in the poem, but hey..it's just me. Don't mind me
yeh, totally! i miss the way i used to write...i showed my poems to my dad once and he was like "that's lp thing, it's like sooo rock....write lighter poems or it'll go to your head!" but really, i think i shouldn't care for that....i should write the way i like....the way i'm used to....well, i guess?
yeh, totally! i miss the way i used to write...i showed my poems to my dad once and he was like "that's lp thing, it's like sooo rock....write lighter poems or it'll go to your head!" but really, i think i shouldn't care for that....i should write the way i like....the way i'm used to....well, i guess? [/b][/quote] yeah, i think you should write in the way you like, in the way you're used to. Write what's popping into your mind, and i think it wil be ok then, i think. I don't want to force you, just write what you like..
death just when every second seemed so close, on i lay in a pose, counting them i claim every moment that i've got the billions that i had, now i feel all lost insecure on all that i've missed death walked nearer and hissed whispered somehting in my ear and everything i knew went blur, my parents faded away before me, felt so jaded to use them my mom wailing, couldn't feel her clutch now numb, yet wanted one last touch i didn't want to close my eyes wanted to apologize,disclose the lies before i knew it, i couldn't see at all my head numb, yet hurt like i terrible fall disbelief that now i'm none just someone some people didn't know hidden so low by what i've done, so aside, they didn't even know. my position was miserable it's now gone, felt all alone, felt all torn unable to answer to death could feel how it slyly crept the grabbed senses pleading for mercy this is ture, this is life's sorcery...
thanks a lot for the positive response. i write poems everyday during class, so i'll be adding in a lot.
What I feel I feel like this when you take of me, I feel like this, it’s not meant to be, Feel what you’ve made of me, Created this, you’re blind, can’t see The truth of what you’ve taken Left behind shaken, Ending up in the worst of it all, Created distress, that’s what I feel. I feel the pain, you don’t know what, It’s like you’re caged, it’s like you’re caught, Strangled up with all the care, Not for me, only on the reflection at which I stare. Haunted by the mystic night, Don’t want to be out; don’t want to feel the fright I’m not how I was before, This is how I feel; want to runaway through that open door.
Holding on to you I know this is vague for me to do, I know it’s real unlikely, But I’m holding on to you, In spite of all I’ve been through, I trust myself beyond it, I let myself to the rescue, I know you don’t deserve it, Yet I’m holding on to you. I curb all I’ve ever wanted, Crush it all in a go, My feelings never even flaunted The want to hold on to you. Letting myself be pulled by you, I know it’s gonna end soon, But no sooner will I realize, You are the only person whom I’ll ever hold on to. yep, another poem....and his time please tell me how it is....
thanks a lot!!! sooo nice of you guys! Steady I stand with thought In a place with blankness Stare in, caught The empty hollowness Let loose all I forgot Subsistence, survival Recollect all you taught And then slow revival… Reveal the tender look Pasted with cold frost And then you took off, And left me lost. My eyes peel with The dawdling murder However, the echo slid Through my unbolted ear. You may not know, but Every look of yours locks in, Leaves an undying cut, Like a scar on memory that’s made of tin.
B) they r ok...but i dont really like some emo music,i can right emo songs if i like but most of the time i dont.......no offense thought, your are great!!!
thank you...for all the response! you guys are neat!!! all offensive suggestions are taken in a positive way! thanks tons...workin on another poem...and i'll make sure to post it here first....maybe with a little less emotion...yeh, i'll work on it!