Its All About Poems
Ok i thought i would post a poem i wrote an see if ppl like it all types of feedback is requested but please dont be too harsh on me lol
First Poem
Faith Is Gone
I look into your eyes, you tell me its true I stare up to the skys, you walk me thru Then you let go of my hand, im all alone Finding it hard to stand, all my dreams thrown
Why did this happen to me and you? We're ment to see this thru and thru Side by side we used to always stand But now I've lost the place for my hand
Sometimes I think its all a lie, but you reassure me Sometimes I just wanna cry, but you set me free But Now you've flown away, and now im grounded I never thought I'd see you stray, alone an dumbfounded
So now it all falls down, here is the end Upon my face is a frown, things I cant mend I pull myself to my feet, the pain we feel Walking down the lonley street, see it? Its real
No, not on hbh. It wouldn't be bad if someone created another site for that type of thing. In fact, try poetry.com, i was featured front page twice and hit international with some of my poems. You people and your lovey dovey, does she love me, heart 2 heart crap bores me, though. Mine are a little different from the mainstream and yet popular. I stopped writing ages ago though. I could post one if anyone wants, but other than that….
Well, i can't put the published ones up, otherwise you'd find my name, but i'll put some other copyrighted ones up here:
Psycho The pain is in me, My soul is on fire. Dead bodies surround me, As I cry to myself. I'm so alone, Dazed and confused. I can't understand, Why i'm covered in blood. Blue and red lights, Flash outside all around me. A bang on the door, Knocks down the small door. A small group of cops, Come in from outside. I'm strapped in a jacket, And can't move inside. I'm dragged through the house, And taken outside. A gunshot echoes, Throughout the small woods. A hole through my head, Was my final goodbye.
The Gang: Graffiti on the wall, The smell of blood in the air. The rest of the gang, Started to rape the young women. I sit down and think, What have i done? I put the gun to my temple, And shoot for the kill. The barrel was empty, It wouldn't be that easy. I looked at the carnage, And the rest of my gang. They were all smiling, Enjoying their riches. Tears dropped from my eyes, As i looked at the dead. I felt a small breeze, Hit the back of my neck. I walked to the window, And took a look down. I thought about jumping, But it was too late. The sniper had got me, It was my fate.
*note, these were done in 2003, so….lol, i actually almost got suspended for having a notebook with these poems in it at school. It's not written nor worded in the typical poem sense ;)
Hi to all!
I was very happy to find this topic on this site…Coz I think "HACKING" in generally means "try to be very good at something, and try to improve Yourself forever"… So in this view when somebody makes some creative, fresh things of his/her own at his/her field of activity ( science, art…), we can call him/her a HACKER…I was just thinking to make a new thread here about poems, but fortunatelly I made a search before doing it :), and I found this…:) And it is very cool, that we have some members here, who likes poetry…You all listen to music…:) Lyrics, poems…What is the difference??? Mainly if You see the bulls…s on the tvs…:):):) The above posted poems are much better, than the lyrics of most megastars…
Here are my second and third English poems ( English is not my mother tongue, but I like it…:):):) )…And "Matrix" is my forever favourite….:):):) I hope, You will like my poems…:
TRINITY
I don't even know Your name. I don't have money and fame. I don't like playing a game, But I see You got the flame That I didn't find In a girl's mind Before You steppped into my brain, Into this derailed train, In the mysterious terrain. Dazzling sunbow after the rain! The last light in the dark Matrix City! I know You could be my Trinity…
Trinity's Death ( Trinity — Reprize )
Lying all alone in my bed, Because Trinity is dead. She led the waves of thoughts in my head, But they killed her, coz she wasn't so bad Like everybody on this dying Earth. And I know there is no rebirth, There will be no another last hope, In the last moment no saving rope, No sparkling virtual dope. No new Goddess who has the golden code…
Thanks for reading them…And I agree with the post above: poetry.com is very good site, if You wanna sometimes take a rest and read some fresh, amateur poetry…
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