Your Feelings Thru Poetry

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This is a place to post your feelings in poetry......your own or someone else's..........


Crying Eyes

The sky is dark
Above the crying eyes.
The fire, it burns.
I want to die.
Life is torture,
Life is a strain.
Why do I have to deal with this pain?
I am going crazy,
I am going insane.
All I hear are people screaming,
Then I hear a baby weeping.
People say I'm different,
Yeah, they're right.
I always go the opposite way of the light.
I feel a hand on my back,
It is the demon
Waiting to attack.
I turn around to see myself
Screaming and crying
The tears of blood.
As I lay helpless in the mud
Pain and anguish surround me.
Does anyone listen?
Does anyone see?
Is everyone blind
Not to see inside my messed up mind?
My crying eyes weep
With tears of blood,
As I lay stuck in the mud.
No one can hear,
Hear my cries.
Watching me suffer
With my crying eyes.

:(
 
Untitled - James

Again brought down by their hate,
I go to my room and contemplate.
My thoughts begin to wander,
As I sit down and ponder.
The ideas merge to become violence,
So I listen to music to silence
These thoughts I do not need.
My music helps me pay them no heed.
The anger returns, my mind begins to cloud.
Music I need you, so I turn you up loud.
The feelings being to dissipate.
Tired, I lie down and wait.
The ideas come back renewed and transformed.
They show me my past, completely scorned.
Winning, the thoughts turn to suicide.
Scared, I try my best to hide.
I slowly think it would be nice,
I would be safe - for a price.
I know many ways that I could die,
All I had to do was try.
Pills, a knife, I could even drown.
Never again would I see their frown.
I pick up a knife to slit my wrist.
Blood would calm me, but with a twist.
For it would be my blood flowing down the drain,
The entire time taking away my pain.
I prepare to cut, instead I drop the blade.
I couldn't do it for now, the decision unmade.
I remember the things that relieve my pain,
I try to prepare myself to be brought down once again.
 
cookiejar said:
This is a place to post your feelings in poetry......your own or someone else's..........

As You Slept ........By Biggbear8


I watch you as you sleep
In the newest part of day
I have knelt beside your bed
Gently kissed you as you lay

I have watched you as you slept
And keeping the dark at bay
And as you cried out from your dreams
I gently brushed the tears away

I watch you as you are sleeping
As the night becomes the dawn
As the dew was kissing the tender rose
I softly touched your face and gone

I have loved you for a long time
I have wished you were mine
I have watched you as you slept
have you really never known..........
 
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she walks alone

She walks alone along the seaward wall.
As pure as can be.
This woman..my love...a true divinity.
She floats through the night .
she sails upon the wind.
Yet will I ever see her again.
My beloved.
My angel of loves pure light.

The only one who could care.
The one who pulls me from this pungent plight.
A wandering minstrel .A kindhearted angelic being.
A woman of grave graces.

For centuries tragically unseen.
I dream of her in the wee hours of night.
This goddess of love and light.
Trying to set things right.
now I come to her and..she appears
lying in my arms.. Cursing

Those who would cause her harm.
A being of infinite strife.
Of Kindness and love.
A knife to my tormented eyes.
Now I fly to her like a dove caught .

Her passion drives me on
We wrestle together as one
Sweating, probing each other's souls
............Then........
slamming against the coral waves

Pooling at my feet I cry out in the night.
Our souls destined to once more collide
Now I look on.
She lays Silent.
As the dream fresh surcease
Lost forever.

Slowly fading into an eternal bed of swollen embers
My love you are leaving.. too soon
I'm left to walk alone upon this frozen snow
Your light and happiness. Are now just harbingers.
...............to this day is all I know is that
I can again.
 
Things have changed for me
so much in the recent past.
I once was so sure of what the future held
and now those times have passed
into the dust of broken hopes and desires.
Why couldn't I hold fast?

Misery
chained me in a prison of longing
that I felt powerless to refute.
Then I found an island of peace and a sense of belonging.
Deep I delved into the pursuit
Madness of love.
Reaching for something above ...
a kind and beautiful lass
whose love was real, fervent and true.
But alas,
my errors did accrue
and I did say adieu
in order to keep the pain from prolonging.

Misery ...
returns
though not the same hurt
as before
I have new concerns
new problems to skirt
and I have lost forever her simple rapport.

Men are scum
and incredibly dumb
to lose what they sought
because of the evil they have wrought.
 
Peace and Love

" I am there"

When the pure sharp rays of sunlight
dance through the clear glass pane,
you know that I am there.

When the dark clouds form above,
and steal away the gleam,
just look to the rainbow beyond,
and you know that I am there.

When a tear begins to form,
and sadness fills your heart,
think of smiles through the haze,
and you know that I am there.

When fears take hold,
and grip your life,
just remember a calm and soothing touch,
and you know that I am there.

Through the good and the bad,
and the happy and sad,
you know that I am there.
 
Love

My Shine

Thoughts of elegance and class
You slowly enter my mind
Yes it’s true, these thoughts are of you
My life, my love, my shine

To share life with you---good times and bad
Is a blessing within itself
It came as a surprise when I realized
I’d rather have you than wealth

For what man is truly happy
When what he wants, he cannot obtain
Happiness cannot be achieved with wealth
Nor looks, nor lies, nor fame

Happiness must come from within
And you bring it out in me
I cross my heart---we’ll never part
One love. . . for eternity
 
Love's Philosophy

The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever,
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single,
All things by a law divine
In one another's being mingle --
Why not I with thine?
See! the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower would be forgiven
If it disdined its brother.
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea --
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?
 
On the Cheek

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Lord Bryon
 
For Love and Friendship

Always the Courage


Dear God,
When I am lonely and,
Perhaps I feel despair.
Let not my ailing heart forget,
That YOU hear every prayer..
Remind me that no matter what,
I do or fail to do,
There still is hope for as long
As I have FAITH in YOU..
Let not my eyes be blinded by
Some folly I commit.
But help me to regret my wrong,
And to make up for it..
Inspire me to put my fears,
Upon a hidden shelf,
And in the future never to
Be sorry for myself.
Give me the restful sleep I need,
Before another dawn,
And bless me in the morning with
The Courage To Go On..
 
Re: On the Cheek

STUDDOG said:
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Lord Bryon


I love this poem....ty for posting it sweety.....:kiss:
 
For Rosy

Standing by,
All the way.
Here to help you through your day.

Holding you up,
When you are weak,
Helping you find what it is you seek.

Catching your tears,
When you cry.
Pulling you through when the tide is high.

Absorbing your voice
When you talk.
Standing by when you learn to walk.

Just being there,
Through thick and thin,
All just to say, you are my friend.

- Brittani Kokko -
 
FOR BEAR

What You Are To Me

Have you ever felt like you knew someone a long, long time ago?
Another place, another time, a friendship of the souls?
Two people who share a bond for reasons neither know,
A feeling that they were friends, a long, long time ago?

Did they stumble onto each other by pure circumstance,
Or was it fate and destiny that played a certain hand?
Two souls intertwined, they are worlds apart,
But the soul, it knows no difference, in matters of the heart.

Somehow they are drawn together, fate has brought them back,
Each living worlds apart, they journey separate paths.
When this life is over, and a new life begins,
Their souls will find each other, two souls that we call friends.

- Lia Fail -
 
To STUD

A Love For All Time

Breathless kisses
Burning touches
Soft-spoken words of love
Urgently spoken words of passion.
A man and a woman
One complete love
Since time began
Predestined to be as one.
We've been together before
In other lifetimes
We've fought dragons
And have been torn from each others arms
Yet our love prevailed.
We've walked on this earth many times together
Perhaps for a moment
Perhaps for years
But our heart is one heart
And we were meant to be.
So when our time on earth
Once again comes to a close
Have no worries my dear
For we will find each other again
And again
And again.
For our love is ageless
Eternal
A love for all time.

- Dawn Choike -
 
Cookie

The Beauty of Cookie

The beauty of Cookie is not the clothes she wears,
The figure she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of Cookie must be seen from her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of Cookie is not the facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows.

The beauty of Cookie..With passing moments---only grows.

"A Love for all Time"....So beautiful I cried

Love you Cookie......A tender Kiss

Studdog
:heart: :kiss: :heart:
 
Re: Cookie

STUDDOG said:
The Beauty of Cookie

The beauty of Cookie is not the clothes she wears,
The figure she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of Cookie must be seen from her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of Cookie is not the facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows.

The beauty of Cookie..With passing moments---only grows.

"A Love for all Time"....So beautiful I cried

Love you Cookie......A tender Kiss

Studdog
:heart: :kiss: :heart:


Awwwwww you are a darling man. I love you so much:heart: :kiss:
 
Once again
people dont see the scared, lonley side..

I keep it hiden deep inside..

I think that is best..

I get no rest...

when I do show the real me deep within

they treat me like I did a sin.

and when they realize that I am in pain.

it is to late.. I dont know if I can regain....

the self confadence I once had...

and yet again I am sad.......

*one of my early works*
 

Can I

by Blue Dolphin ©


Can I love you?
Let all the dreams I have, step inside your mind,
feel my thoughts as they patrol your very soul.
Can I be there?
Cosset you, caress your hopes and silence your fears.
For I love you,
with a never ending pain, delicious desire haunts me,
you fill my every moment,
you are here,
and you are not.

Can I keep you?
Hold you in my life till time expire.
Take you to a land that never was,
live a life of love,
lay my heart at your feet, and wrap you in my being.
For I love you,
without you,
there is nothing,
you are my dawn,
my sunrise
my universe.

Will you love me?
Will you smile and say the words I want to hear.
hold me nightly
kiss me lightly
keep me , where I ever want to be.
For I love you
hear now my inner cry
and I want you
everlasting
in my heart.
 
Ohhh Blue,

That is so beautiful, ONce again, a wonderful job Love. Your words always touch my heart and soul

Love you Blue sweety

GE :kiss: :heart:
 
I wish I had the talent, that most of you seem to have. Please, keep the poems coming, I love reading them All of them are so beautiful, some even make me cry.

GE
 
Moon Song

A child saw in the morning skies
The dissipated-looking moon,
And opened wide her big blue eyes,
And cried: "Look, look, my lost balloon!"
And clapped her rosy hands with glee:
"Quick, mother! Bring it back to me."

A poet in a lilied pond
Espied the moon's reflected charms,
And ravished by that beauty blonde,
Leapt out to clasp her in his arms.
And as he'd never learnt to swim,
Poor fool! that was the end of him.

A rustic glimpsed amid the trees
The bluff moon caught as in a snare.
"They say it do be made of cheese,"
Said Giles, "and that a chap bides there. . . .
That Blue Boar ale be strong, I vow --
The lad's a-winkin' at me now."

Two lovers watched the new moon hold
The old moon in her bright embrace.
Said she: "There's mother, pale and old,
And drawing near her resting place."
Said he: "Be mine, and with me wed,"
Moon-high she stared . . . she shook her head.

A soldier saw with dying eyes
The bleared moon like a ball of blood,
And thought of how in other skies,
So pearly bright on leaf and bud
Like peace its soft white beams had lain;
Like Peace! . . . He closed his eyes again.

Child, lover, poet, soldier, clown,
Ah yes, old Moon, what things you've seen!
I marvel now, as you look down,
How can your face be so serene?
And tranquil still you'll make your round,
Old Moon, when we are underground.



--- Robert Service
 
Teddy Bear

O Teddy Bear! with your head awry
And your comical twisted smile,
You rub your eyes -- do you wonder why
You've slept such a long, long while?
As you lay so still in the cupboard dim,
And you heard on the roof the rain,
Were you thinking . . . what has become of him?
And when will he play again?

Do you sometimes long for a chubby hand,
And a voice so sweetly shrill?
O Teddy Bear! don't you understand
Why the house is awf'ly still?
You sit with your muzzle propped on your paws,
And your whimsical face askew.
Don't wait, don't wait for your friend . . . because
He's sleeping and dreaming too.

Aye, sleeping long. . . . You remember how
He stabbed our hearts with his cries?
And oh, the dew of pain on his brow,
And the deeps of pain in his eyes!
And, Teddy Bear! you remember, too,
As he sighed and sank to his rest,
How all of a sudden he smiled to you,
And he clutched you close to his breast.

I'll put you away, little Teddy Bear,
In the cupboard far from my sight;
Maybe he'll come and he'll kiss you there,
A wee white ghost in the night.
But me, I'll live with my love and pain
A weariful lifetime through;
And my Hope: will I see him again, again?
Ah, God! If I only knew!



--- Robert Service
 
Peace and Love

I Miss You

I miss you in ways I can feel,
but have no way to truly explain.
Ways that are uncontrollable by reason and logic.
My heart stands like a lonely sentinel
looking through the windows of my soul
waiting for your long anticipated return;
An event which beckons on the horizon
with the inexorable slowness
of the earth turning coal to diamonds.
I feel like a solitary firefly flittering around aimlessly,
hoping to find you like a beacon in the night.
Has it only been a day
since you went away?
The weight of your absence
has woven the tapestry of my time
into weeks bereft of heartfelt smiles.
I'm consumed by an emptiness and longing
as big as the night;
Only you can fill it.
At best, each day without you
is colored only in shades of gray.
At worst, each day without you
is a dark, fog blanketed night
that has no sunrise to look forward to.
I miss you in a way that
leaves the canvas of my dreams
painted with the brightly colored brushes of
the sound of your laughter,
the comfort in your words,
and the enveloping warmth of your wonderful hugs.
My only solace
is I can already sense some of the
overwhelming joy I'll feel
when you return.
Just the hint of it
makes my heart start to swell.
This must be how a rainbow feels
as it arches toward sunshine and heaven.
Please hurry back to me!
I miss you!






* CARRY ON *

At times when you feel troubled,
when happiness is gone,
look to the heart within you
for the strength to carry on.
In the heart you will find virtues
such as faith and hope and love.
Gifts that have been sent you
from a power up above.
It is faith that keeps on searching
for the joy the soul hopes for.
It is love that heals the spirit
making it stronger than before.
And should your heart be broken,
if your strength should fade away,
the power of these virtues
will still win out the day.
So remember when you’re troubled,
when happiness is gone,
look to the heart within you
for the strength to carry on.
 
My Heart Soars

biggbear8


My heart soars
for you have touched deep within my heart
you have become my smile so bright
and cheerful
you have replaced the clouds of darkness
in my life with rainbows in the skies
your smile melted the ice from my heart
and dried my tears
gentle are your words they embrace me
and hold me tight
forever I will protect your heart
and pledge you mine
with you by my side, my heart soars
 
The Memory of a Sand Grain

Once upon a time, there was on a sea shore a rock older than
the time, where only the Unicorn used to come to relieve his
sadness listening to the song of the sea in the sunset. Was
always lonely, and even lonelier when leaving, with a heavier
heart, to get lost in the deep night in which only his misty
horn was hipnotically lighting.

Until one evening when the sea gathered all its foamy waves at
the rock’s feet. The Unicorn watched without understanding, as
he had never seen so much foam at once, when from the bright
foam She was born. And when climbing the rock, with steps of
sleep and shadow, to be by his side, the Unicorn had found out
what happiness was, looking into the sea-like eyes of his
beloved with body made of foam and soul made of light.

Since then, the time of the earth has crushed the old rock
spreading it next to all seas of the world, to be called sand.
The old sand knows only the steps walking on it. forgetting
them as soon as the sea wipes their bare traces. But in each
grain of sands the memory sleeps, of that golden summer when,
touching their moon silver horns, the Unicorns had made love.
 
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