June 12, 200719 yr ^this is not sth to post here. Thanks. Nice poems Panicator (I dunno your name :embarassed:) Here's my newest one. I have more and more difficulties to write sth good. It's called Silent Storm. Sitting here, I can already see This storm, coming to me. I feel like a target Cos it gets on my way. I know I can't even escape My legs are dead and I can't go away. The wind blows and I'm worried That everything could collapse on me I try to run for all one is worth. But wrapped by its severe wrath, I spin round and round, for a while The streams just lift me up, high in the sky. I get roughly thrown on the ground The storm screams at me all around But I can't hear any of its sounds. I already see all the wounds That have been drawn on my skin. They're the worse I've ever seen. I got back on my feet again My bones and muscles twisting with pain And I try to hear the storm shouting My blood is frozen by its silence Under my steps, the ground's disappearing I feel like falling in the seas of indifference. My blood is frozen by your silence Under my steps, the ground's disappearing I feel like being killed by the distance.
June 13, 200719 yr Thanks, ColdMike. My name is Gail. :D I like your poem "Silent Storm" as well. The words and description are superb.
June 14, 200719 yr Thank you:) I've loads of poems here. (Btw, it's been about one year I started writing poems. ) Nice to meet you. as you could guess it, my name's Mike.
June 18, 200719 yr Here's a new poem, and it's in french. I'm gonna write the translation, for those who want to know about what it is, exactly. It doesn't have any title, I wasn't able to find any. Quite rare to be mentionned. Ai-je voulu un jour te faire regarder Mon sang, bouillir et se glacer? Pourra-tu un jour me pardonner, D'avoir eu peur, d'avoir douté? La rivière de mes soucis, Ne m'a jamais laissé de répis. Elle grossit, m'envahit, me détruit, Me dévore, alors que je suis encore en vie. (Translation) Did I want, one day, to make you see My blood boiling and getting frozen? Could you, one day, forgive me For being afraid, for doubting? The river of my worries Never left me at peace It grows up, invades me, destroys me It's eating me while I'm still alive.
June 21, 200719 yr Here's a new poem, and it's in french. I'm gonna write the translation, for those who want to know about what it is, exactly. It doesn't have any title, I wasn't able to find any. Quite rare to be mentionned. Ai-je voulu un jour te faire regarder Mon sang, bouillir et se glacer? Pourra-tu un jour me pardonner, D'avoir eu peur, d'avoir douté? La rivière de mes soucis, Ne m'a jamais laissé de répis. Elle grossit, m'envahit, me détruit, Me dévore, alors que je suis encore en vie. (Translation) Did I want, one day, to make you see My blood boiling and getting frozen? Could you, one day, forgive me For being afraid, for doubting? The river of my worries Never left me at peace It grows up, invades me, destroys me It's eating me while I'm still alive. Amazing.... Where did you get the idea? I'm jealous lol.. I'd like to write poems sometimes.. I have one and its about my full name.. But its Indonesian:D I wrote that when I was 7th grade because some assignment from my teacher...
June 21, 200719 yr Amazing.... Where did you get the idea? I'm jealous lol.. I'd like to write poems sometimes.. I have one and its about my full name.. But its Indonesian:D I wrote that when I was 7th grade because some assignment from my teacher... I get the ideas from my experiences, my thoughts and my feelings. It's rather easy for me, although it became less easy since the beginning of 2007. One year ago, I used to write 2 or 3 poems a day...
June 22, 200719 yr I get the ideas from my experiences, my thoughts and my feelings. It's rather easy for me, although it became less easy since the beginning of 2007. One year ago, I used to write 2 or 3 poems a day... Ooh I see, could be soon you will be professional to make a poems;)
July 10, 200718 yr Ooh I see, could be soon you will be professional to make a poems;) Noo, Far from it, but thank you.
July 10, 200718 yr this actually is the lyric of a song I wrote some time ago...it´s called "whatever comes through my head" So look at us now in the last few days I tryed to let out but time runned away And what to say now? This ain´t just a play I need to see you now but you´re so far away cause you´re the only one who cares you´re the only one who gets whatever comes through my head and what to do now? when the sky is so grey I wanna scream loud but would it be fair? Cause you´re the only one who cares you´re the only one who gets whatever comes through my head and you´re in my head you´re in my head in my head So look at us now in the last few nights and what to say now? maybe just goodbye :)
July 12, 200718 yr This is kinda lyric of the song from my friend.. But I think it can be some poets too.... Its called, Here With You Each day I try to find my dreams I try to find my way To get it back to you Sometimes my life is blue Sometimes I don't know what to do And all I have to do Is thinking of you You're so incredible, lovable Amazing in my life I will stay I will wait And I see There's such a thing of a miracle When every time I'm here with you
July 13, 200718 yr I've one more too.. This poem/lyric was written about last year, I forgot.. :D Why the world cannot speak? And why the people can walk? Why she got new boyfriend, not like me? Why the rain always fall? Why the sun always shine? Now you're asking me Feel the same way Until tomorrow happen it all and today feel the same way Friend I just wanna tell you that me and you got feel the same way Why the roses are red? Why the jasmines are white? Why you are too beautiful to see? Well this time I would not read About news that she gives everyday So now are you like me? Feel the same way Until tomorrow happen it all and today feel the same way Friend I just wanna tell you that me and you got feel the same way What I got right now is following you to be famous Because now we always do Feel the same way Maybe this lyric kinda a lot of mistakes.. My English isn't good either, or maybe there's a thing that hasn't relation with the name of the song... I don't know :(
July 13, 200718 yr ^so sweet!:blush:!nice!:) Thank you :) Actually it was my friend wrote that lyric...
July 15, 200718 yr Nice poems. Well, here's my last one. It's called Piece of green. Waken up in a foreign room I'm so scared to cast a look If only I could close the book I wouldn't fall into the gloom Trying to escape my past, I can see an appealing light Coming from the bright outside, But everything out there sounds so vast. I never knew where I've been, That's why I've always been searching For this little piece of green, For a place I've rarely seen. Loneliness blows on my neck All I knew sounds so fake. If only I could have found The hidden peace in my mind. The sound of my steps Echoes on the solid ground. Hundreds of dead leaves, swept By the wind, are flying all around. I never knew where I've been That's why I've always been searching For this little piece of green For a place I've rarely seen. Through unknown streets, I walk, Crawling my way among faceless people Closed doors, tiny and dark halls Are leaving me without any home. When the sun breaks upon the seas, City lights look like floating in the dark. In the shadows, the ground disappears; Under my feet, the emptiness cracks. I never knew where I've been That's why I've always been searching For this little piece of green For a place I've rarely seen. I can see, in the nearest park Grass like sharp silver pieces, Iron flowers and mechanical trees. The liquid-steel rain drops on my heart. I've been trying to climb up the stairs, Where broken windows don't make any sound at all, Where they couldn't melt and fall. I knew I wouldn't find those invisble walls there. I never knew where I've been That's why I've always been searching For this little piece of green For a place I've rarely seen. Getting lost to be found, I sat there, lost in the crowd, Where lava's flowing all around, I heard someone's playing the same chord. Where I saw water in the fountain I forgot my pains and my passions, And it's whispering your name, My incredible range of obsessions.
July 17, 200718 yr this is another song I wrote some time ago...don´t have a title yet:p I´m walking down a road trying to recall the broken peaces of my soul I shouldn´t really talk about it although the other day you seemed to care a bit It isn´t really solving my problem cause nothing seems enough to cover what I feel so what if it wasn´t enough what if my heart is so stuck in fear? Well then I will stand up and fight it well then I will give up my hiding I´m walking down the stairs and the only thing I wanna do is see your face I shouldn´t really think about it but you just really seem to be sticked around me You aren´t really solving my problem cause nothing seems enough to cover what I feel So what if it wasn´t enough what if my heart is still stuck in fear? Well then I will get up and fight you Well then I will give up but know what to do
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