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This is a new poem.

 

A poem about my unknown love.

 

It's called Trip with you.

 

Endless river, running down the hills,

The well-known hills of my feelings

Will go to where you are, my love.

The strength of its tides will show you how

How much I love you, how much I need you.

 

You'd look into my lost eyes

Lighted, step by step

By this beautiful burning sky

By this wonderful sunset.

 

In the depth of a star-lighted night

I'd drown myself into your beatiful eyes

I'd feel so good in this quiet place

The only place where I'll feel safe.

 

We'd be slowly back

Slowly back to the daylight

Far away from the start

We'd have crossed a wonderful gate.

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Well, I'm the only one to post there...

 

So I carry on...

 

This is a new one called My Ride

 

Lovely curves on the side

Two beautiful wide eyes

A nice and kind smile

It's going to be my ride.

 

A big and powerful heart,

To go through the dark

Alive because of a little spark

It drives me out of the park.

 

A rocky and strong sound

Is coming, all around

And in the dead of the night,

I'm reaching the speed of light.

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"They're just excuses, son"

 

Today I vomit a comet

Yesterday I destroyed an asteroid

my room revolves around the earth

my mom dropped a bomb

on the wrong occasion referring to our rotation

so it splashed in the sea

and was attacked by ugly fishies;

that's why

 

_____________________________________

 

Love, as Defined by Colby Starkson in a Lonely Canadian Town

 

I see the lightest green I've ever seen

approaching on high a mile in the sky

the UFO is smothered with pretty lights

it says, "walk on, walk on" so I begin an excavation

it lands and I go to where no man has gone before

I was decieved! they wish to abduct me

this alien ship is full of lonely females.

my choice, they will each be my wife or

it's the end of this life and I'll be just like them

all 15,153 of them

I accept the task; but alas!

each wedding, each honeymoon I am harassed!

my hair is too short my arms are too long

some make me wear nothing, some a thong

one by one I am part of their nation

 

slowly I see myself submit

to their mastery of wit

forget you, I'm king

I deserve better treatment

 

they show me the queen, her name is alwchicackreoeer

she is wise and beautiful

and seduces me with her crowned tentacle

performs the dance that in itself is romance

without a warning she attacked me

alwchicackreoeer squeezed with a squeeze that leaves the pythons at ease

I felt a rib crack

and seconds away from a heart attack she said

"get in my bed"

(although it was more like "gluaughglufp")

this encounter of horrific love nearly knocked me unconscious

I can only compare her to a sickly butcher

who lusts over filet of flounder

at last she was complete and massaged me with her theet

one by one I am part of their nation

and then I woke up: "who is awxheoree?"

"that's you honeysnuggles"

a new one called Sleepless. the name said it all.

 

Leaned on my bed, late in the evening,

I'm so tired, I want to meet my dreams

I want to sleep, so I close my eyes,

Just to slip where my mind is free to fly.

 

My mind refuses, but I have to sleep

I'm a day without any sunset

I can't hold back these tired tears

Neither this slight shiver I've already met.

 

The beatings of my heart are so fast

I'm still awake and it lasts

Please, Night, come to steal my mind

Dreams are a mountain I want to climb.

 

It will be a sad sleepless night

It's something I'd like to fight

I'd like the night to rock me,

I'd like it to get me slightly.

a new one called Sleepless. the name said it all.

 

Leaned on my bed, late in the evening,

I'm so tired, I want to meet my dreams

I want to sleep, so I close my eyes,

Just to slip where my mind is free to fly.

 

My mind refuses, but I have to sleep

I'm a day without any sunset

I can't hold back these tired tears

Neither this slight shiver I've already met.

 

The beatings of my heart are so fast

I'm still awake and it lasts

Please, Night, come to steal my mind

Dreams are a mountain I want to climb.

 

It will be a sad sleepless night

It's something I'd like to fight

I'd like the night to rock me,

I'd like it to get me slightly.

 

aww I liked this :wink:

i had to write it down somewhere

ignore this, it's just a bad remembrance

 

Rita

 

Rémálmaiban közt láttalak,

Igazábol, csak kerestelek,

Talán mégis megbántottalak?

Aggódóan, de még szeretlek

 

Rossz vagy, emlék,

Itt ragadott szemét,

Takarod a jövőm,

Amelyben lesz öröm?

 

Rideg szemeidet keresve,

Időben helyt nem találva,

Téged soha nem megértve,

Az utolsó levelemet írva

 

Rád gondolva,

Italban fulladva,

Tartalomban elveszve,

Apróságtól legyőzve

aww I liked this :wink:

 

thx!:blush: :blush: :blush:

 

there's another one.

 

Called Lost and Saved [ Special thanks to Coldplay ]

 

This beautiful day, all turned

Into deep darkness

My heart started to burn

Because of a strong sadness

And Life became meaningless.

 

Lost in the night

Lost on the sea

I had found back

My own insecurity.

 

The tides of my mind

Are chazing me, and I

I scream, I am asking

For a welcome help, coming

From Earth, from the sky.

 

Drowning myself in a loose ground

All was disappearing all around

I didn't want to carry on again

I didn't want to fight in vain.

 

Coming from a noisy chaos

A voice overcam this flow

It began to play, with grace,

With my heart and I saw

This voice had a lovely voice.

 

Bright blue eyes

In the dark

Lights me

On a new lane

That's the way

I've been saved.

ColdMike, your poems are kinda Chris Martin inspired, but in the good way ;)

 

here's another "bad remembrance inspired poem", this time in English

 

Rita (remastered)

 

Reminder of your hair,

Issue which was unfair,

Treatment of my lost mind,

A love that I couldn’t find

 

Red wine and politics,

Is that your real tactics?

Tears which are not for real,

A dream that you’d like to kill

 

Rude words, annoying clocks

Irony that perfectly works

Thief of my last nerve cells,

Approach the morning bells

 

Revealed dry smile,

Idiot in automobile,

Trees are fake,

Allowed mistake

Hey Nik that's kinda inspired by Radiohead :wacko:

 

I liked it, sad though. This one is the best :smartass:

 

"Red wine and politics,

Is that your real tactics?"

 

Eric, I liek your first one very much too. Guys seem to be talented here :surprised:

Yeah?.. I think "Approach the morning bells" and "Trees are fake" remind me of something else :uhoh:

Yeah?.. I think "Approach the morning bells" and "Trees are fake" remind me of something else :uhoh:

 

well, yes. actually, "trees are fake" and "approach the morning bells" are confusing phrases and don't make too much sense, if you don't know the real meaning of that poem ;)

Yeah but that's the point of all poems. You can't really get the meaning if you're not the one who wrote it :wink:

 

Anyway, that's a good one. Looks touching :nice:

ColdMike, your poems are kinda Chris Martin inspired, but in the good way ;)

 

 

hehe!!! you're right... Chris and his beautiful eyes inspired me a lot...:D

 

 

a new one... tribute to a Coldplay song...

 

called A song

 

Travelling slightly

On the paper, I see

Ideas, letters, words, sentences,

Verses, defenceless feelings.

 

They all appear under the light

They escape, quickly, like,

A river running down the hills,

Birds, flying to some far countries.

 

And coming from the underground

Notes are quietly gathering

To make a nice, deep and restful sound

Like a lullaby running to my ears.

 

These feelings this crooning voice says

My mind has found this song on its way

This song rocks my heart, it tells

My rush of blood to the head.

A new one... about...CHOCOLATE...:P :P :P yum

 

Chocolate is the title though...

 

Chocolate,

It smells so delicate,

A warm taste

In my mouth, the place

Where all starts to race.

 

A slight shiver travels

Makes me feel so well

Cheers me up through hell

I ear my heart's bell.

 

Chocolate

Is a hidden gate

Where I'm swept away

I turns upside down my head

A welcome feeling to be away.

 

Sweet and warm

My tongue is charmed

Lovely and smooth

Chocolate is melting in my mouth.

A new one... about...CHOCOLATE...:P :P :P yum

 

Chocolate is the title though...

 

Chocolate,

It smells so delicate,

A warm taste

In my mouth, the place

Where all starts to race.

 

A slight shiver travels

Makes me feel so well

Cheers me up through hell

I ear my heart's bell.

 

Chocolate

Is a hidden gate

Where I'm swept away

I turns upside down my head

A welcome feeling to be away.

 

Sweet and warm

My tongue is charmed

Lovely and smooth

Chocolate is melting in my mouth.

 

What can I say, 'cept that I LOVE chocolate =) ?!

@Lana: thx!!

 

@Miro: yeah!

 

 

A new one, called My safety is gone

 

My heart beats a lot...

 

What is it? Who's here?

The dark is back

Back in my heart,

Drowning like stones

Safety is gone.

 

I feel trees are spies,

And the sky is an eye,

Keeping looking at me,

Like if I was still a baby.

 

Fear, love, security

unsure feelings

Always changing

Are driving me to think

I'm not at ease, safety

As I'd like to be...

 

Stuck in the corner,

I shouldn't wait to be better

Around me there're bones

My safety is gone.

I ran out of there...

 

Lost in life's jungle

I'm lost in my own bubble.

lovely poems! I especially like that one because of chocolate.... :D

 

This one's obviously called Lust... ;)

 

Lust.

Lust, lust, lust.

Only lust moves us on.

No true love.

No deep feelings.

Lust. Lust. Lust.

Lust.

Hm...ColdMike, do you write on french? I mean, if you do, post the poems here. I would like to see them.

 

I´m writing some poetry, short stories and a novel, but they are all on Croatian, and I dont have nervs for translation on english.

^&^^Thx!!

 

Indeed I wrote in french... but well, I've got to work on them before posting... I warn you, they're not as happy as those I've psted these last months, y'know... I was in a bad period... very low...

 

this one is called Memories

 

Things you couldn't remember,

They're coming from nowhere

Memories are the point of my wonders

But I didn't get any answer.

 

A road to yourself

The thoughts of unsolved problems

Sad, painful or happy

Such are memories.

 

Memories, a link to the past

Show you life, show you time

Both are running so fast

They're on our own lane.

 

Memories, a huge book

That you want to read or to close

Unwilling feelings you'd like to lose

Things you've misunderstood.

 

Such as pictures or movies,

All is going through your head

You know how it begins

But ignore how it will end.

Great...I love them =) Oh.Mike...hope we'll talk soon

THE END HAS COME CLOSER

 

Those mountains I can't reach

Hid my life from me.

Evening's already here.

 

Essence of my pain I will

Never understand. My

Daydream and you came.

 

Hostage of my misery,

Attitude must wait...I

Succumb to the flows of Death.

 

Castle of your memories, my

Oblivious mind and

Malicious cries.

Everything's going away.

 

Cornerstone of my thoughts,

Liberty of my spirit

Oozed away with you.

Scattered, it was lovely to dream,

Endless thoughts about my joys and my

Ragged life...what should I do now?

A poem, written by a friend of mine.

 

M.R.:

 

Pardon

 

Promis moi que tu m'aimes

Quand l'hiver nous toue

Et les yeux de la Lune furieuse

Pleurent pour nos ossements

 

Quand nous sommes tout seuls

Et la neige masque nos tombeaux

Les mots sont le sang dans mes levres

Et je suis triste

 

Peut-ętre ton silence nous embrasse

Peut-ętre les chevaux noirs sont

La ręve de mon triste coeur

Et je suis seulement une folle

 

Pardon si j’incommode la mort...

@Miro: oh great poem! I love it. I hope we will talk soon as well!!

 

^Nice poem, in french though... I'll post mine when I would have type them.

 

This is another poem called It's love

 

Here I stand

My eyes are still opened

And I'm dreaming

Lift up by the wind.

 

Guided by a star

My love flies with grace

To this beautiful place

Where you are.

 

I find you in each of my thoughts

If you wonder what you caught

You get my heart since the first sight

And you make it so bright.

 

I kept your sight in my head

All this love you spread

I can' t get enough

I need to see you, to tell you:

 

"Now, in my veins, there's no blood.

There is this great rush, this great feeling.

It's strong, it's Love it's your love.

I'm keeping it, I don't want to do anything."

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