The Poetry Post

Some poems I read during class time that I enjoyed:

Being Forgotten
http://shoelessboywonder.wordpress.com/2010/02/15/being-forgotten/

Lets just sit, pretend
Be who we were once again
When we were kids long ago
When we played in fresh snow
Before we drifted apart, remember the start
All those years in our past
Years that never did last
When we talked every single day
When nothing was in our way
Before you moved far away
In my heart you will stay
The good times, the good rhymes
Though it hurts me to hear you fall
Its better than hearing nothing at all
Dear friend please stop this stall, just give me a call
Let me know your alright
Please make things right
I know you have this new life
Far from my tethered old strife
That doesn’t mean I can’t be there for you
Because for me my friendship is true….

Her...
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-158/

I can never get my mind off her,
I wonder if she'd mind if i'd,
make her my own,
and never let her go,
hug her tight,
treat her right,
act all polite,
take her on a date,
make sure i'm never late,
kiss her on her lips,
talk about our kids,
Make her feel like princess,
living in a castle,
hope that is not too much hassle,
But i am so blessed,
hope i can be the best,
hold you tight,
on my chest,
pass the test,
NOW YOUR MINE!

Forsaking My Love
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forsaking-my-love/

I hate you
I wish to tear you away from me
This tumor that clings to my chest
The thing that makes me ache
That haunts my dreams
And tears at my desires
You have brought me only pain
My untamed heart
That beast that gnaws at my soul
That pitifully whines
Bringing my mind into unwanted pain
Yet how can I blame you
How can I chastise you when I listen intently to your pleas
Why should I punish you for what my eyes feed upon
How can I blame my eyes for falling upon her
She who brings light to the eternal darkness of my soul
She whose eyes bring me to subjection
Whose smile leaves me in awe
How can I blame you when my ears are met with her laughter
How they submerge into her song
How they quiver at her voice
Why should I punish you for inclining my soul
Tempting it with the one sense that has been forsaken by her
How could I look over the thought of the brushing of lips
The touching of hands
The binding of the soul, mind, and body
O you wretched heart
What am I to do with this constant companion
How could I tear you away
When she is the cause of my agony
Or rather
It is the lack of her which brings me sorrow
It is the need for her that leaves my heart in pain
Yet she is not mine
She was never mine
She will never be mine
O my poor heart
How can I make you see reason
When all you do is show me the truth

For Love's Sake
http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/for-loves-sake

I'm so tired of this empty feeling
I'm so tired of being alone
I lay here staring at the ceiling
Waiting by the phone

I jump when the phone rings
It brings a smile to my face
When he hangs up my heart stings
And I sink back into my lonely place

I wish and I dream
That we'll be together soon
I can't wait until we can look up hand in hand
At the stars and at the moon

I yearn for his kisses
His touch - His embrace
I can't wait for Thursdays
When I get to see his face

I'm flooded with thoughts of him
In my heart, soul, and mind
I imagine his touch
So gentle and kind

I try not to weep
I hope he doesn't hear my cries
But I can't stop the tears
Falling from my eyes

I cry a thousand tears
And think - how much more can I take?
But in my heart I know I'd wait a thousand years
All for love's sake

 

Sorry I took so long to respond to this but here you go: http://snd.sc/QBYvqr

 

Warning...Some explicit lines.

Would You...

Would you still love me if I went deaf
Would you still love me if I went blind
Would you still love me if I became physically handicapped
Would you love me to my last breath...

Would you still love me if I told you I have trust issues
Would you still love me if I told you I told you I have low self esteem
Would you still love me if I told you I was severally insecure
Would you love me to my last breath...

Would you still love me if if I lost one or both of my arms
Would you still love me if I lose one or both of my legs
Would you love me enough to understand I never meant any harm
Would you love me to my last breath...

Would you still love me if we suddenly lose the communication when we had talked everyday
Would you still love me if I told you I need help and that I can't go on without you...
Would you still love me after a traumatic event
Would you love me to the point you'd put up with everything concerning me...

Would you still love me if I told you I cut myself to get away from the pain
Would you still love me if I told you I starve myself because I feel I'm too big
Would you still love me if I told you I'm secretly depressed but feel I deserve it
Would you love me to the point you'd put up with everything concerning me...

Would you love me enough to accept me for who I am
Would you love me enough to try to understand where I'm coming from
Would you love me enough to try to work with me to make this work...
Would you love me to the point you'd put up with everything concerning me...

Prove me wrong, prove to me that every person isn't the same
Prove me wrong, prove to me I won't end up getting played like a game...

 

Kiddie, a wonderful poem. Thx for sharing. Thought about posting a new one as well...

 

It's not mine, it's from a song, but still so great that everyone should know it.

I'd rather have bad times with you,
than good times with someone else.
I'd rather be beside you in a storm,
than safe and warm by myself.
I'd rather have hard times together,
than to have it easy apart.
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart.

 

The Thorn
The seed was laid some time ago
she worked on it with a small hoe
she watched it from dusk till dawn
and suddenly it grew a thorn.

The rose was huge and strong
she thought she'd run her finger along
felt the warmth just in her hand
thought how well the growth went.

Then the thorn ran into her
she started ranting and to swear
but when it ended it was clear
the next time there would be no fear.

 

El O' Vee Eee

I'm in love with you
However, I don't know how to tell you
I've never felt this way
The feeling in which I don't know what what to say
Every time I see you, my heart races
I lose my breathe, I forget who I am
Time seems to go by too quickly with you
And time seems to go so slowly without you
I'm in love with you, my best friend
And I'm in fear that we might just follow the trends
I fear of nothing worse than a stranger with memories
I fear of seeing you and you act like you don't remember the memories
Yes, you say you'll never leave me
But I've heard that before to only be left
Left in the dirt, and where we had marked our love, there lied next to me the tree
On the ground with dead leaves; you theft.
You stole my heart and pieces of me
And all that's left was my hurt
With the blood stains all over my shirt
Our happy ending was everything but glee.

It's You
Acting like you don't know me
Oh how funny this has become
Because you still had your things you left in my room
And I threw it all out the window just like you did with my heart
Acting like you don't know me
Oh how silly this has become
Because I saw you out in public with another guy the other day
You looked me right in the eye and ran the other way
Acting like you don't know me
Oh how saddening this has become
Because I found all the stupid poetry I wrote for you
And I ripped it up and threw it in the fire, oh what a view
Acting like you don't know me
Oh how deafening this has become
Because now that I'm silent
It's you who hears all the noises

 

REVIVE!

Anyways, this poem is from a song by GRiZ.
Written and narrated by Marc Pinate.

Together with "Planet Earth" by Michael Jackson my favorite poem ever written.

First play this song, then read along.
Pro tip: Use headphones with stereo sound



-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

Fred calls at almost 3 o' clock,
songs meet by cellular vibrations and promised revelations,
and mystical manifestations of the eternal and divine.

Still blows my mind with all these thoughts traveling at the speed of light,
caught by my phone to remind me that I'm not alone,
that it's time to do a rain dance,
cause they ain't no such thing as chance.

We are for sacrifice, a battle of symbol of sacrifice,
to a symbol of a God.
And that's what we had to do,
Fred and I.

Journey to the other side of "why" to the last number of pi,
we own the illusion of eyes,
a more accurate end to have what is called a ceremony.

Where we take the divine stage of ritual and myth, turn water into wine,
we find our minds and unwind ourselves to a clearer perception of existence,
'cause that's what we are... "Human Beings" that is the human version of beings.
Seeing that is in itself, the first step to enlightenment.

It's time we chimes a couple more times,
when all of his words begin to fit together like tightest define,
divined to battle through time,
emanating from the mouths and minds of all the true unseasoned prophets.

And like rockets,
Fred speaks spells,
blows on conch shells, rings bells,
and tells me to let his words enter my ear.

So I can hear and speak past all these ridiculous limits of time and space.

Force me to answer his questions.
Do I want the revelation? Or speak the incantation?
Raise my level of concentration? Begin my own personal transubstantiation?
And now I'm on a beach, now Fred and I are on a beach,
and now could be the beginning of time for all I know.

But even that is more make-believe, for time does not exist.
Time is what vomits from our mind as we try to comprehend that,
which is beyond human comprehension.
That which is so much a part of us, that it is beyond us.

Eternity...

But I'll try to explain it.
Or rather I'm gonna poke a hole in this piece of cardboard,
and point it at the sun.
And this isn't really a solar eclipse,
but the image of a pinhole point at it;
because at the end we can never actually see the eclipse,
because in the end, it all means nothing.
When you add up all the highs and lows,
the joy, the pain, the lightness and the dark,
everything cancels itself out.

In the end we're all just heading towards zero.
Zero is the perfect balance;
the net charge of the universe is zero,
an infinite force pushing against its infinite and opposite for all of eternity.

That equals zero.
In other words,
zero and infinity are two sides of the same equation.

Which is to say: "the moment is eternal, and eternal is the moment."
The moment is eternal, and all eternity exists in this one moment.
Therefore, we are eternal.
Therefore we are in heaven.
And hell, hell is being in heaven and not realizing it.
Lifetime, after lifetime, after lifetime...

I am eternal, and thus do not exist, except as everything.
I am the light to the life;
I am the bread of the everlasting covenant,
and which in no way implies that I am God.
No my brothers and sisters I do not profess to say that I am Jesus Christ.
What I'm trying to say though is,

Maybe... Maybe... He is me.

 

I miss you
With all my heart
Take it back
And I am yours

Forever,
I love you
I can't deny it
It's marked in stone

I see you
Not in physical form
In the dream world
And nuts I've become

I wake up
I'm back to reality
Hoping for a text
Hoping for a call

I look for a sign
But none to be found
All that's left is ashes
Love that's nevermore.

I want you bad
I want you here
I won't deny
I need you evermore.

 

Oh,
how I've felt the same
Is life but a game?

What does life have to offer?
Will it bring miracles
Because I've been dying for a miracle

I remember being at your age
I was bullied and couldn't turn the page
The paper cuts still sting to this day

The thoughts linger with words
Voices sound like morning birds
I promise you aren't alone for I bring light...