Poetry A Few Poems

Ayumi Hamasaki

It's a beautiful dream, but a dream is earned
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First

Somewhere on the edge of reason
There is a place where people gather
waiting for that single moment
when they know that they will
walk right off that thin ledge

Second

Popularity is the death of liberity
The shadow that must be destroyed
If we are to have any chance of hope
In it's thrall we can never be free
With our heads bowed to it
We are forced to follow the ingorant
But I will not allow myself to die
All because of some stupid lie
Remember this and hold it true
Do not let the mass hold way over you

Third

In the night's hollow light
The stars above look down on us
My hand in yours together tight
We hope to be until morning's light
No words have need to be spoken
To break the world's silence open
Lost in you as you are me
I find that now I truly see
What it is that we will soon be

Hope you like them.:)
 
I really liked one and two. Very nice transition in them. I like how it tells a story in such a short amount of time, yet you know exactly what it means. Nice job.
 
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Like the person it was about

Sol's post still has it though. :cry:
 
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I'm sitting here all alone
Wishing you were here with me
Cuz then I'd feel at home
And I would be so happy

Everything I go to do
Makes me think of you
You're always in my mind
Always all the time

Cuz you're my inspiration
That sweet warm sensination
I get inside my soul
I hope that you know

You're the only one I need
So I'll give into my greed
And hold you close forever
And let go of you never

New poem. :D Wrote it for someone special.
I like most of it. However, I thought the ending was, maybe, a little forced.

Still, a good poem.
 
The ending was a bit forced. :D Couldn't think of what else to say.

Thanks for reading. :D
 
Barbwire wrapped around my heart
Blood gushes as I'm ripped part
The ice in my eyes can't disguise
The hurt I suffered from your lies
I lost control of my shattered soul
As it split apart so did my heart
Traveling through the mirror backwards
Isn't quite the same as going through
Once you're back from the other side
There's no where left for you to hide
The silver glass shatters behind you
You can't piece it back together
Without seeing through the cracks
The other side wasn't so awe inspiring
I didn't find my own wonderland
All I found was a ghost of your past
And how you tried to make it last
Maybe one day I'll find my way
I'll find a gateway without a toll
A way that I won't have to pay
And that will be my holy day

New poem. :awesome:
 
Very nice :grin: I especially like the most recent one here, you have lots of good imagery, with the idea of going into wonderland and back again, and the shattered glass. That's a very nice analogy, good job :D
 
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