^ Elsje, wonderful =)

 

 

And Mike....do I really have to comment :nice:?

My sister wrote me a very gay but sweet poem. =)

 

'Say Hello To My Little Sister'

 

I'm proud 2 say that ur my little sista

I couldn't say it in ur face so I whisper

 

I will whisper in ur ear

And I will make it very clear

 

Every little thing I do

I'll think of you

 

When ur sad I'm here for U

I hope someday you will be too

 

When U r happy

I'm happy 2

 

I want you to know that I love you so much

U can tell it by my touch

 

:heart:

*cute, Elsje =)

oh great poem !!!

 

your sis is talented too:!:

Lost

 

I've been in this labyrinth for too long

So fed up cos I'm stuck in this maze

The fact that I think of you

Dreaming and falling

While I see her face

Yeah she's in the way

 

Well I can't explain why it's not enough

Cos she wants to give it all to you

And if I can't find my path, if I can't find my way

I still wonder what's your point of view

There's no use in trying, no need to defend

When I don't want to feel this anymore

Don't want to feel this anymore

 

You are a puzzle and I had to give in

Such a beautiful mystery that's breaking my skin

Well I hide all my thoughts I hide all the aching that's done

I sure hate the feeling that I'm feeling til the feeling

Is gone

 

(About someone.. but thank God I don't like him anymore)

Oh wow! I like it. I always like the way you express you feelings, that's always so straight!

 

LAtely, I couldn't write a line... well, I think I'll nealy stop writing... maybe sooner or later, I'll be back to write poems...

Eric,

I missed you. :D

and so are your wonderful poems. I hope I get to read the ones I missed.

 

and to all my friends here at Coldplaying, I dedicate this to you :D

 

 

 

TALK

 

your tired smile

and tortured soul

 

they chase me 'round

forming tunnels,

 

and labyrinths,

strange labyrinths

inside my head

 

talk 'bout starmen,

missions to mars;

and "the" black holes

these mean nothing;

nothing to me.

 

still your sad eyes

and crooked grin

 

they chase me 'round

forming needles,

icy needles,

piercing my flesh.

 

talk 'bout nothing,

et cetera,

et cetera,

this means something;

something to me.

in a vacuum...

 

 

 

i'm feeling emo right now

and a poem is a fitting outlet

this poem seems decent for now

but by tomorrow it won't, I bet

 

i'll put a bunch of words together

it might just work

maybe i'll just put them together

with a razor, knife or fork

 

it doesn't matter how it's put together

just as a weight falls as fast as a feather

Why, this weekend has been slow.

 

Why, her fears have grown.

 

Why, this world it outta control

 

Along with her other failures she packed you and you're friends away.

Standing at the top of the stairs at two AM

Lighter in one hand and a shoe box in the other

It was time to light her a anguish on fire.

 

The phone rings and her heart drops.

Her mothers faint hellos echoed and crawed under Kelseys skin

"How could she be so nice to someone who betray me?

I wish i had your strength, mom."

 

Strengh is what she needed

While her back was turned

They sought revenge and the ostracising began

They wanted a fight but she stood her ground and watched them pull her apart

She's craving for something she'll never have again.

A true friend.

 

 

Note: this is still under construction.

Lost

 

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Nice Elsje, very nice. ;)

Thank you janhaw! :D

That's not my poem, of course, but it's a Vladimir Nabokov's translation of the great Fyodor Tyutchev's poem "Silentium!" I love it so here it goes...

 

Silentium!

 

Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal

the way you dream, the things you feel.

Deep in your spirit let them rise

akin to stars in crystal skies

that set before the night is blurred:

delight in them and speak no word.

 

How can a heart exprеssion find?

How should another know your mind?

Will he discern what quickens you?

A thought once uttered is untrue.

Dimmed is the fountainhead when stirred:

drink at the source and speak no word.

 

Live in your inner self alone

within your soul a world has grown,

the magic of veiled thoughts that might

be blinded by the outer light,

drowned in the noise of day, unheard...

take in their song and speak no word.

Lera, where did u find this translation?.. Can u tell me webside plz?)

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http://www.ruthenia.ru/tiutcheviana/publications/trans/silentium.html

 

This one I guess.

Thank u!

Great poems ppl!!!

 

 

Finally, I succeeded in finishing one I started two weeks ago, at 4 am... (weird I know...)

This is about choosing, and making decisions, and about the thousands ways you can live life.

 

It's called Alternative Lights.

 

Alternative lights

Are calling me loudly through the night

I am pulled from the dark.

And I can see the spark

Of all those traffic lights.

They're turning from red to white.

 

Infinte crossroads

My heart leaps into my throat,

Cos time forces me to choose.

I'm so scared to lose.

That's why I don't know

Which way to go.

 

Should I choose left or right?

Is all gonna wrong or right?

Will I reach once the light?

Please come on and swipe away my doubts.

 

Each time I have a look

At this ticking clock,

I know my past has been locked.

No mean to come back,

All sounds like all's already been packed,

No choice, I've to think forward.

 

Nothing's black nor white,

I can see thousands of colors which strike

My lost and flooded eyes.

Listening to my doubts,

I'm still stuck in a trap,

I'm still stuck in the start.

 

Should I choose left or right?

Is all gonna wrong or right?

Will I reach once the light?

Please come on and swipe away my doubts.

nice poem, youre so talented!!!

^ You're such a asslicker! :p

^ You're such a asslicker! :p

:rolleyes: no I'm not

Easy, concrete and very nice:D.......it's simply Mick Baudelaire:D:D:D:D

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Atoms

Some people raise uncertainty

To a principle

As though we were nothing but atoms

Atoms don't bleed

It's not anticipation makes them breathless

They expect nothing

And so

They've no need

Some people say, Nature's dialectic

As though she knew how else things could have been

Nature doesn't choose

She never bates her breath in expectation

She's no need

And so

Nothing to lose

 

http://www.e-poems.org/Chemistry.html

 

I really like that one, Charles!

It couldn't picture better what we're studying! :nice:

You Wouldn't Understand

 

Have you ever met a person

A person with a hidden face

Someone with a mask

And when her only task

Is to pretend to be glad

 

Have you ever tried to enter her heart

Tried to look at every piece

That reflects when she falls apart

 

How can she tell you

That everyone has been accused

And fuck, a familymember was almost abused

They all have a bad childhood

And why do they pretend like it's all good?

 

:cry:

You Wouldn't Understand

 

Have you ever met a person

A person with a hidden face

Someone with a mask

And when her only task

Is to pretend to be glad

 

Have you ever tried to enter her heart

Tried to look at every piece

That reflects when she falls apart

 

How can she tell you

That everyone has been accused

And fuck, a familymember was almost abused

They all have a bad childhood

And why do they pretend like it's all good?

 

:cry:

 

Oh, Elsje....sad & wonderful poem.

 

I'm really sorry if I upset you with that love thingie...I meant no harm ;)

 

 

And Mike....:happy:

Aw, Elsje... it makes me cry...:cry: :cry: :cry: :cry:

It's my turn...I guess =)

 

 

 

NEVERENDING STORY OF OUR HEARTS

 

Two hearts beating as one.

One heart beating as two.

 

As long as one pounds...

 

There will be no dark

There will be no light

Just us

My loneliness, my voice.

Your eyes deep as an Ocean of my past.

In your reflection,

I will always be...me.

 

As long as one pounds...

 

There will be no sorrow.

There will be no happiness

Only us

Closeness that binds us,

Distance that prolongs our pain.

Blood will connect us,

One of these days...

For I have no choice.

But to keep my heart safe.

Keep it in my hands,

Bloody and tired.

I will wait.

 

Forever.

 

As long as one pounds...

 

There will be two hearts beating as one.

There will be one heart beating as two.

 

As long as one pounds...

 

I will wait.

 

Forever.