Poesie Club
Mitmachen
Fanpop
New Post
Explore Fanpop
posted by Sasunaru120
These poems (not written Von me) are dedicared to my best Friends who I missed very badly.

1. When your look at me I look like nothing is bothering me but once Du look away and I look at Du a tear slowly comes rolling down my cheek and I whisper: I miss you....

2. I miss Du when something really good happens, because Du are the one I want to share it with. I miss Du when something is troubling me, because Du are the one who understands me so well. I miss Du when I laugh & cry because I know that Du are the one that makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear. I miss Du all the time, but I miss Du most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we spent with each other; for those were some of the best times of my life.

3. I miss your smile but I miss my own even more.

4. When I miss you, I re-read our old conversations and smile like an idiot.

5. I miss talking to you. It's like we have endless topic of anything and everything and I miss that. I miss talking to someone who gets me.
posted by irena83
Inside the darkness of my tortured mind
I see a lifelless body
Covered with blood
As I run to hold it tight
I see myself
As tears run over my cheeks
And while the whole body is trembling
My mind is looking for a justification
In loathing and despite:
Oh, what did I achieve,
What have I become?
Living Von the someone elses rules
Deprived of my one desires,
Just a shadow in this world
Where its beauty has never been shown
To my sad eyes.
But, is this the only exit of my bitter existence,
Is this the way to end this resident pain?
And in the darkness of my mind
Tears run over my cheeks
Asking why,
Why rain never stops,
Why sun never shines
In my eyes,
Deadness is sleeping in its depravity
And I know that I don't belong
To this world,
I'm living in my own,
Living on my own.
A Valentine

For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda,
Shall find her own sweet name, that nestling lies
Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.
Suchen narrowly the lines!- they hold a treasure
Divine- a talisman- an amulet
That must be worn at heart. Suchen well the measure-
The words- the syllables! Do not forget
The trivialest point, oder Du may lose your labor
And yet there is in this no Gordian knot
Which one might not undo without a sabre,
If one could merely comprehend the plot.
Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering
Eyes scintillating...
continue reading...
posted by dawnisbeauty
Sleeping Beauty

Sleep, Du brave, foolhardy wretches,
Amidst the wood that spells your curse,
Sleep in vain hope that time,
Like frightened travellers whose chivalry,
Lasts no further than the first patches of wilderness,
Would slip quietly past, slip away fast.

Away, away from the rumours thick,
Floating from mouth to ear, spreading fear,
Your Princess, your selfish hopeless doll,
Lies lifeless, still, as the walls that cradle,
A life that drifts away into dreaming
And as time rots her flesh, cuts her bones,
Her curse makes her a tombstone, a throne.

She lies still amidst her motte, nachtfalter eaten silks,
Scarabs creeping...
continue reading...
posted by Odyssee
Hi there fellow Poesie enthousiasts.

Here is a Poem I have written not to long ago.

Please tell me thoughts on it, especially on what part I could improve somewhat.

Thanks beforehand, and enjoy reading.




Olympus has Fallen.



As the titans forged the world.
A nova of light, hurled.
Like a hammer on anvil striking
Sea and Sand, dividing.

Onward the first dawn of light,
A terrace arose to godly height.
Mount olympus this day, born.
The gods to Titans in loyalty, sworn.

Also to the world introduced.
Flora and Fauna, which the gods amused.
One race destined to evolve.
To send prayers, to gods below and...
continue reading...
posted by BritAshPos
Hurry up my love
Because the memories weigh heavily on me
If only the memories and the silence
Didn't confuse us
Hurry up because the time flies by
It threatens us with its cruel routine
And it wants to take with it
The happiest moments of our lives
For the two of us
For what we have always felt
For everything we have lived
Hurry up love
Because the Minuten aren't coming back
Because I don't want to lose you
Because I am living with illusions
Because I am dreaming of loving Du today
Because the days go by
And another oppurtunity is difficult
To be like this, to Liebe again
Stay with me
Come hurry up, I beg you...
continue reading...
posted by MythGal
 I was cryin' just to get Du Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let Du
I was cryin' just to get you Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
What would Du do,
if the Liebe of your life died,
what would Du do if they died a terrible death,
would Du get revenge,
would Du hate everyone,
would Du become a murderer in return,
would Du cry your life away,
oder would Du take your life away?

What would Du do,
if your best friend committed suicide,
what would Du do if they died terribly,
would Du laugh because no tears will come,
would Du cry until it is all over,
would Du do the same,
would Du run away,
oder would Du just throw it all away?

What would Du do,
if Du were hit Von a car,
what would Du do if Du were dying,
would Du feel sorry for yourself,
would Du cry until the end,
would Du remember everything Du have ever done,
would Du call your mom,
oder would Du hate the person until your life has gone away?

What would Du do,
when everything ends for Du oder a friend?

What would Du do?
 I was cryin' when I met Du Now I'm tryin' to forget Du
I was cryin' when I met you Now I'm tryin' to forget you
posted by irena83
Cover your face,
the others won't see your tears;
Cover your eyes,
that's what you've been doing
for a very long time.

Why are we sad,
why are we disappointed?

We spend hours and days
in a shelter that
our mind created.

We believe that's the safe, sicher place.
The place where we can buy
some peace for our soul,
place where we collect all
those lies and shame,
that keep itching us.

Have we ever truly tried
to understand?
Haven't we asked "why" for
too many times?
Have we ever seen the things
in the way they really are
not in the way they seem for us?

Blinded eyes mean
a broken heart.
Sadness is a part of
disappointment....
continue reading...
posted by babyjay
Here is another poem. It is a bit dark but the truth is always darker than it seems.

Isolated,
I am isolated,
I isolate myself from the people who might care about me...

Watching,
They watch me but are blind,
Blind to the emotions that are always rinning through my mind while they just stare...

Broken,
My herz is broken,
The cracks run deep and I know will never be filled...

Unseen,
I feel unseen,
Unseen Von the ones who walk the halls and just look right through me...

Tears,
They never want to stop,
The tears stream down my face until the burn my cheeks...

Darkness,
I am Lost in a sea of black,
The waves crash around me and threaten to schlucken me forever
added by irena83
video
poem
Poesie
posted by r260897
There are times when our loss makes us to feel happy
When in a problem one small support makes us to feel lucky
Times when we are crying one word makes us to laugh
Even if herz is all ours they live in half
Making fun even if we don’t like is their habit
On our single smile in sadness they jump and run like rabbit
Don’t recall the past, don’t worry about future
They teach us like experienced tutor
They are my dearest friends
Who live with me with Liebe that never ends
No end, everyday is a new start
There is no way we can be apart
added by noelharo
This is the video that has gegeben me great responses from my Youtube channel. I hope this poem will open new doors for me, I hope Du guys like it. Feel free to give me feedback.
video
valentinesday
poem
cute
comeup
smile
posted by Annacrombie
Dedicated to a friend of mine, may he and his family and everyone who knew him know that he now is with God
____________________________________________________

Only knew Du for a few years
Cause of Dad's new job
Du always were my favorite
One of them to talk to
Du always smiled
And never thought a bad thing
Even when your son was messing up
Du just laughed and helped him
And always forgave

No one knew Du would leave us
On that cold winter day
Now i cant rember your name without crying

We never were close
Yet we had so much in common
No one needed to know us
Du and I were fine

I knew it wasnt a cold
It was always something more
Du ignored it all
And went on with your life
I wanted to say something
And i never sagte goodbye

I wish i could of sagte goodbye
For Du are here
No more
__________________________________________________
In memory of a friend who didnt deserve to die, we all miss Du and Du will never be forgotten
added by Lovetreehill
Source: www.benbarton.co.uk
added by breebree446
added by irena83
Tears push against my eyes
why can't they come out
frustration and anger filled my eyes
why can't things be easy
Things are filled with pain
why can they be easier
why do they have to be this hard
why does being a friend mean choosing
since when do Du have to choose which friend Du keep
since when
Why can't Du stay fr4iends with everyone
why does this so called life we live
takes everything out of us
so we cannot live
is there somethign out there that wants failure that wants death
because it is drawing me in
i need that death
I need that
i can't even speak
why does friendship kill
WHY?...
continue reading...
posted by irena83
At midnight, in the Monat of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And, softly dripping, drop Von drop,
Upon the quiet mountain top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the universal valley.
The rosemary nods upon the grave;
The lily lolls upon the wave;
Wrapping the fog about its breast,
The ruin molders into rest;
Looking like Lethe, see! the lake
A conscious slumber seems to take,
And would not, for the world, awake.
All Beauty sleeps!- and lo! where lies
Irene, with her Destinies!

O, lady bright! can it be right-
This window open...
continue reading...
posted by Nalu-love
When I talk to my Friends I pretend I am standing on the wings

of a flying plane. I cannot be trusted to tell them how I am.
oder if I am falling to earth weighing less

than a dozen roses. Sometimes I dream they have broken up

with their Liebhaber and are carrying Essen to my house.
When I open the mailbox I hear their voices

like the long upward-winding curve of a train whistle

passing through the tall grasses and ferns
after the train has passed. I never get ahead of their shadows.

I embrace them in front of moving cars. I keep them away

from my miseries because to say I am miserable is to say I am like them.

—Jason Shinder