Poetry

I received this poem from a friend, via email, she got it from here mom who can't remember where she got it! Since it's in email form I can't for the life of me figure out how to put it on my blog, so if I can get another link, that would be helpful, this is the only information, I can provide, I've searched the web to no avail!

2007-06-01 07:26:03 · 1 answers · asked by lee k 2

I received this poem from a friend, via email, she got it from here mom who can't remember where she got it! Since it's in email form I can't for the life of me figure out how to put it on my blog, so if I can get another link, that would be helpful, this is the only information, I can provide, I've searched the web to no avail!

2007-06-01 07:24:17 · 1 answers · asked by lee k 2

YOU BROKE MY HEART

When I first laid my eyes on you
I thought this was real love.
And when I saw something new,
My dreams flew like a dove.

And to think, I always loved you.
But I guess I was wrong.
You said to always wait for you,
But I have waited way too long.

This love was a mess since we were younger,
Because you weren't the one,
And I couldn't wait any longer.

I asked you out one day,
But you turned me down.
For believing in you
I thought myself a clown.

Now, my love for you is gone forever;
I'm not gonna take anymore chances with you.
You think you're so clever?
Well, you don't have a clue.

You took my heart,
Played with it ,
And broke it in two.

You broke my heart,
You broke it apart.


am only 12...
wut do u think??

2007-06-01 03:00:21 · 14 answers · asked by Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Lisamaria. 3

yesterday i thought of this poem:.
knocking banging memories
i wish it never was
my ma is gone
and so am i
and if it is im sure to die
i close my eyes and i see death
i open and its here
my tears they've fallen
my beatings they've stung
my screams they've echoed
my life?
its gone
(its based on the feelings of a girl called duzzana who's life was replayed by me in a play called i never saw another buterfly, all about the holocoust, Duzzana went to terrazin when she was 4 she died when she was 11.)
what do you think of my poem?

2007-05-31 22:58:41 · 5 answers · asked by Applecrumble 6

Do any of you know a Really good poem about a black dress, or a small black dress?

2007-05-31 20:12:05 · 2 answers · asked by jtflautist 2

The boy wandered out
Blank stares following his moves
Frigid cereal

2007-05-31 19:27:24 · 4 answers · asked by HardLee 2

MOMMY
4/30/07

MOMMY WHY DO YOU DO THIS
MOMMY WHY DO YOU MAKE ME CRY
MOMMY WHY WONT YOU HELP ME
YOU FLIP SIT BACK AND SIGH
YOUR WORDS HAVE BEEN THE ONLY KEEPING ME ALIVE
YOU PROMISED YOU WOULD SAVE ME
MOMMY WHATS WRONG
I OFTEN WONDER WHAT IT MAY BE
MOMMY PLEASE
NOT AGAIN
I DONT WANT TO GO THROUGH THIS
I THOUGHT WE PUT IT TO AN END
MOMMY I CRY AT NIGHT
AND ALSO WHILE I WRITE THIS
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
AS I DO MY LITTLE SIS
MOMMY I THOUGHT YOU CHANGED
MOMMY I MISS YOU SO
IVE BEEN TORN INTO PEICES
EVER SINCE YOU MADE ME GO
MAYBE THIS IS FOR THE BEST
A BITTER SAD GOODBYE
OR MAYBE THIS IS JUST A TRIP
ANOTHER UNINTENTIONAL LIE
THERE YOU GO AGAIN
MAKING ME WORRY
MOMMY HOW DID IT COME TO THIS
ITS ALL SO BLURRY
MOMMY IM SORRY
FOR BEING YOUR MISTAKE
BUT YOUR REJECTIONS AT IT AGAIN
IM ALMOST READY TO BREAK
YOURE THE COOLEST MOM IN THE WORLD
MOMMY YOURE MY FAVORITE PERSON EVER
IT JUST HURTS ME
TO KNOW THAT NOW YOU DONT WANT TO BE TOGETHER
I WONDER WHY GOD
DOESNT LET EVERYONE HAVE A GOOD LIFE
ITS JUST NOT FAIR
WE HAVE SO MUCH STRIFE
MOMMY I WONDER WHAT THE FUTURE BRINGS
I WONDER IF YOULL EVER STOP
IT MAKES ME WANNA PICK UP A GUN
PUT IT TO MY HEAD AND LET IT POP
YOU CAN BE SO NICE
BUT CHANGE IN AN FLASH
RIGHT WHEN I DIDNT EXPECT IT
A PAINFUL EMOTIONAL LASH
MOMMY WHEN YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE AGAIN IT WAS GREAT
I THOUGHT WE WOULD STAY TOGETHER
YOU SAID YOUD SAVE ME FROM HERE
NOW YOU SAY NEVER
MOMMY I WISH I COULD GO BACK
I COULD HELP YOU WHEN YOU GOT HURT
ID PICK YOU UP WHEN YOU FELL OFF YOUR BIKE
AND WIPE OFF ALL THE DIRT
MOMMY WHY DO YOU CHANGE
THIS ISNT WHAT YOU SAID
RIGHT AFTER I START GETTING ALONG WITH DAD
YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I WANNA BE DEAD
MOMMY KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU
MOMMY KNOW THAT I WOULD NEVER HURT YOU
MOMMY KNOW THAT I MISS YOU
MOMMY KNOW THAT ONCE YOU LOVED ME BACK

2007-05-31 18:48:32 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous

We come On


We come on
To be heard
We come on
To be assured
We come on
To find a way
We come on
To have our say

People need validation
Because life’s full
Of confusion
People need to
To talk to someone
People need
A shoulder to lean on

We come on
To help you out
We come on
To jest about
We come on
To make your day
We come on
Just to play

People need to articulate
To discuss fact or fate
People need to socialize
We need answers
To our why’s

We still come on
everyday
To see what others
have to say
We still come on
To criticize
We still come on
To tell our lies
We still come on.

2007-05-31 18:31:43 · 5 answers · asked by maev 3

I'm not to great at writing poetry but i thought i'd get some opinions

GoodBye



"Baby we'll always be together
But our relationship is starting to weather
We both knew it couldn't be forever"
These were the last words you said to me
You said we just couldn't be
But I have something to say to
Our love was never true
Our relationship was always through
You said you'd never break my heart
But you were dishonest from the start
You always told me to own it
You told me to live in the moment
You were just a fake
You never gave but would always take
You said "Give me one more try"
And here's my answer
GoodBye

2007-05-31 12:28:36 · 6 answers · asked by ? 2

Sandshifter

Two lovers entangled, their bodies as one
Left in the embrace far detached from the sun
The poison ingested to kill and set free
Horrors and wonders, they have forever to see

The time that most people waste on this earth
A hard time believing, there lives have much worth
Who am I to judge , a mere mortal you might ask
My time spent with demons, I'm up to the task

Brimstone and fire and pain till time ends
I'm more than ecstatic, to hell, your souls i will send
The dead cannot dance or sing or converse
I'm sorry I have to tell you, your soul I did curse

As you scratch and you bang, on your home in a box
Try to remember, you're wasting your time, looking for clocks
The hounds who guard hell and keep you in line
misery and complete agony, your new friends for all time

2007-05-31 11:00:20 · 10 answers · asked by Anonymous

Their looks and body I despise
Anger and jealousy soon arise
My need for perfect I cannot subdue
I'm alone all alone with no one but you
Always so critical always so mean
with all these troubles i must come clean
I hate when I breath it means Im still here
Im living my life with nothing but fear


this poem is not about me

2007-05-31 07:00:01 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

Enigma

What is this world, if not an illusion?
Some grand orchestra of elements in fusion?
A kaleidoscope of colours crystalline clear?
A distant echo of faraway near?
Or the winds of fortune sweeping through time,
An enigmatic power without reason or rhyme?
What impalpable air hangs heavily here,
In light of the sun, an illumined sphere?
What mesmeric magic hides closed in the seed,
That it morphs from the sapling to the tree with such speed?
What lies beyond the precipice?
A wider dawn, or infinite abyss?
And what are we in this, I ask!?
But truth smiles, ironic, behind the mask.

Are we but flames of some famished fire;
A hunger compelled to something higher?
A folly created of Divine emanation:
A plague to his play since the dawn of creation?
Questions! Questions, do crowd the mind!
And at last we realize that we are truly blind.

2007-05-31 06:13:55 · 10 answers · asked by Anonymous

Yesterday is gone
It's now before tomorrow
So wake and eat oats.

2007-05-31 04:22:43 · 9 answers · asked by HardLee 2

The kid wanders out
No coat, no shoes, no message
His dinner gets cold

2007-05-31 04:15:23 · 4 answers · asked by HardLee 2

My Heart, An Empty Room

Oh, silences! My heart's an empty room,
Oh you, that mock the clamour of the world
With pallid eyes, wan sentinels that loom
Large with night; your eyes with stars are pearled.

My mind in torment haunts my heavy heart:
It flounders in the deeps of baseless fears,
Yet clings to woe, afraid it might depart,
And wanders aimlessly through thoughtless spheres.

This empty room, with longing, yearns for thee:
Grace it with thy gentle words anon;
Lest thou art mine, my heart shall not be free,
Myself not least at rest till thou art won.

Like night must flow to day, and stream to sea,
Twin souls shall merge, and I will come to thee.

2007-05-31 00:34:57 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-05-31 00:10:44 · 5 answers · asked by dani d 1

2007-05-31 00:10:29 · 3 answers · asked by dani d 1

2007-05-31 00:09:42 · 3 answers · asked by dani d 1

any funny poems? someone wrote one about paris hilton that was really good

2007-05-30 23:35:25 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

treat the club like red carpet and a iron curtain
tell the truth through my teeth even when i ain't certain
blush on the cheeks of a lady friend
flirt indirectly with my 80's grin
complexion of aged top shelf cognac
XO status when i sit i lean back
foot game ostrich...shirt game silk
mouth game crucial 'cause now im at the tilt
she is aware that i be doing my thang
but she gased up like some dune methane
thong to the side...*** up face down
to reduce sound...cover face with goose down
sun is up now i'm gone like the wind
delete her contact 'cause it's a one night event
plus i feel guilty for the things i just did
...it ain't my fault i was cursed with a gift
mouthpiece that was designed to uplift
and not to be used to get dome and hit hips
but it's hard when the world is filled with honey dips
who gravitate to those who only give a sip
of a great body of knowledge that leaks through out they lips

2007-05-30 20:12:49 · 1 answers · asked by Anonymous

"Escape"
Awaken in darkness,
Stars shining silent.
The beating of footsteps,
Sidewalk pounding and violent.
Cold, cutting winds,
The moon still chilling my skin.
Motions in rhythm,
Fleeing the costs of my sin.
Muscles scream with fire,
Determination rising with the sun.
Beautifully beaming,
Morning dew withering as I run.
Mastering want,
Ignoring the need for breath.
Praying in seconds,
Running to or from death?
Nature seeping into senses,
Familiarity passing with time.
Speechless forgiveness,
God in nature sublime.
Escape hatred,
Sweating my inconsolable heart.
Impervious will,
My failure, I fear to impart.
Miles have passed,
Bird's sweet, soothing song.
Desperate and needing,
Body pushes, atoning its wrong.
High rays refine my body,
The road narrowing to an end.
Self splurged against pavement,
Nature, God, I commend.
Earned the right to exist,
Can let love now surround.
Until morning dawns again,
Self once more thrashed against ground.

2007-05-30 18:25:47 · 15 answers · asked by Lele B 1

i am 13 years old. i am very depressed right now.

here is the poem.
There is Still Hope
----------------------------
As I sit ialone n this cold, dark room
Thoughts of my past and suicidal hate devour my mind,
I begin to lose myself
My hope
My feeling
My ability to believe there is anything else.
I feel the soothing sting of the razor
As it sends its cold message,
That is that i am still aive,
That there is still hope for me

so.... thee it is. it wot hurt me if u dont likeit so just say what u think.

2007-05-30 18:16:26 · 9 answers · asked by Emo Muffin 1

people can you guys and girls give me some poems that are good and you made up no famous one please I have a poem contest tomorrow i really need one fast thanks

2007-05-30 16:16:02 · 7 answers · asked by nbb rocks and what 2

its not about me or aybody i know it just came into my mind
im young so cut some slack



drunken mother already in bed
my brain feeling as if its not in my head
i turn around and see it there
anything that can tear
pintch, poke, cut, kill,
to take me out of my misery
the thrill
i reach for the razor sitting there
my mind floting in mid-air
every memory good or bad
i look in the mirror its very sad
i throw a candle
break the glass
start to cry
as i begin to slash
away the pain
and
misery
finally o finally
im free.

i know its not wonderful
this is my first poem
please tell me what you think
honestly.

2007-05-30 15:53:50 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

Here it is.....
Time does not pass when snow is falling --/
only the silence falls. Trees glisten, trembling/

as a body trembles beneath a white sheet,/
the room cold, shock of warm hands, feet/

twisted and touching feet. The snow fell/
and settled on her hair, diamonds to tell/

the story of her beauty, silence in timelessness,/
eyes saying stay, her whispers wordless./

That night I woke to the silence of snow. Her arm/
was a season touching me, white, almost warm,/

a light in darkness. The first snow falling/
as only silence falls. The world lies listening./

Time passes as the seasons pass. Leaves sprouting/
their tragic wings, November bravely shouting/

its hypnotic soliloquy to a December sky, frail/
and innocent, fear of first love as first things fail:/

time stills in my mind like unbroken snow,/
her face white and lovely at the window.

2007-05-30 12:27:56 · 1 answers · asked by NotTheStatusQuo 5

Does anyone know what that sonnet by Shakespeare is called?
It starts "shall I compare thee to a summer's day,thou art more lovely and more temperate..."

2007-05-30 11:55:08 · 2 answers · asked by Roselle 2

I did not post that question or would ever steal from another writer! I let my best friend use my account! im so sorry for the misunderstanding ! she already got me in trouble with the people on yahoo on my first day! im so sorry!

my friend stole lyrics from a famous song writer and told me she wrote it so i let her post it on yahoo. i have just set up my account and i dont want people to think that im a bad person. it wasnt me i swear. i write my own poetry

2007-05-30 11:25:40 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

consent or not
countries choose
cold or hot
win or lose
to speak of wars
yellow and red
but there is much
let it be said
for children.

2007-05-30 11:18:20 · 1 answers · asked by redsoxnation2400 1

With a trust so complete
And a love so full,
Little ones show life
In a new view.

Little hands to hold,
Little eyes that shine,
Everything is brand new
And all comes alive.

Flowers become a crown,
And sheets a cape;
A branch becomes a sword,
And trees a lively escape.

All too soon
Flowers and sheets,
Trees and branches
Are seen just as these.

Trust and love
Still abide,
Though littleness
Has gone goodbye.

2007-05-30 10:48:09 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

Morning light appears.
Amber, red and orange sighs;
memories of lying in your arms

2007-05-30 01:32:29 · 10 answers · asked by meredith 3