Not sure about the translation of your other song. It could be worded better. But this is really good. You should seek about getting it published. I am sure it would look great with some flowing script in bold and the picture of a fox in the background and a border. Try it. This poem desearves it.

wow, thanks man. I would love to get something published like that. It could be a children's book :lol: if only I could make it less confusing for the children

Common Ground

 

you're on my land

I'm on your land

this is the common ground,

yours is mine

mine is yours

each other, we've found,

take me to your river

I'll take you upstream

and we'll reach a destination,

it's not mine or his

it's not for the taking

o u r nation,

there's a proverb

Solomon said

the chord stays strong,

without each other,

without you, brother

we don't live long,

we fight the current

the mighty river

an ancient temple is there,

if I don't see you

in that place

that thought, I can't bear,

you're my burden

I'm your burden

this is the common ground,

yours is mine

mine is yours

each other, we've found.

Sorry. I got confused. Siennas song isthe one that was translated.

here's something i actually wrote in english..thebestyoucan, love it... :D :

 

Silence

 

Long enough i have breathed in disturbance.

Long enough, I cry for silence.

Muteness, calmness; i search for,

Noises, violence; i am bored.

Lend me the key to eternal demise,

ceasing heavy, troubled sighs.

Its....Dark

Lend me the key to eternal demise,

ceasing heavy, troubled sighs :o

 

that sounds very dark indeed, poems are a good outlet for feelings were you feeling down that particular day Sienna? it seems like you were sad on that day :cry:

yes, i only write when im sad or very angry...when i feel that way, i go somewhere quiet...and just write. it is amazing how much it relaxes me. people get afraid, im very sad, then suddenly after some time alone, im happy again :D

 

im weird that way.... :stunned:

no, not at all

by writing a poem you don't have to punch someone in the face to make you feel better. :D

 

i wish i could write poems like you guys do on the thread i think i've only written around three or two. one when my uncle died :cry: i never got to meet him and another was when i was feeling really low. I think the poem was called The Failure. The second one was horrid im not good at putting feelings to words :confused: i'm better at drawing them.

 

but the one about my uncle was in my opinion my best work- i wrote it on scrap paper cause it came to me in a flash only problem was because it was a small piece of paper-someone thought it was part of the garbage and threw it out.

the one about my uncle was basically describing

 

a smiling man who lived in a cupboard, every time i looked in the cupboard this man would smile up at me.

 

i felt like i knew the man even though i'd never met him

 

then the poem went on to reveal that the man living in the cupboard was actually a photo.

 

sounds lame now but in poem it sounded better , one day maybe i'll give it another shot when im not bogged down with endless work :sick:

that's how i used to be...i used to hate writing. but then i have lived through a lot in life(good and bad) which made me develop a love for writing. although art(drawing and painting) is my first love, sometimes it is a little easier to write feelings rather that portraying them. :confused:

the one about my uncle was basically describing

 

a smiling man who lived in a cupboard, every time i looked in the cupboard this man would smile up at me.

 

i felt like i knew the man even though i'd never met him

 

then the poem went on to reveal that the man living in the cupboard was actually a photo.

 

sounds lame now but in poem it sounded better , one day maybe i'll give it another shot when im not bogged down with endless work :sick:

 

that's a great analogy, "man in a cupboard"...post it! :P

:lol: ha ha man in a cupboard !

i just realised it could be seen as "coming out of the closet :lol:"

 

i'll try to write it again but it won't be the same as that first impulse :( .

Touch

 

graceful

you flow upon me

cherished

graceful human being

the rivers I would move

but I'd rather be with you

in silence I will enjoy

you made the dreams of the inner boy

 

simply

you flow upon me

cherished

flawless human being

light that shines

in our minds

to look upon you

the flawless jewel

to live with you

to love with you

just to hold you

the flawless jewel

 

you hide

my ugly side

contain the lost

you contain the moment

you carry the moment

and love the gift

my body forgets

while you contain it

 

curvature, circles

and the flow

this moment

only we know

 

I am swimming

in your love

for a moment

our souls touch

 

contain the moment

and it grows

into a child

a new soul

graceful

you flow upon me

and loved

by the new human being

Heres one called "tired"

 

I’m walking through the fire

Cant feel the heat

It burns my skin

But I’m too weak

 

I don’t care if i get burnt

Never know it anyway

All the nights i should have learnt

Never ever stay awake

 

Yet it don’t hurt me

My nerves are all numb

Stayed awake to long

Now I’m feeling dumb

 

Never mind ill be ok

Soon i will be better

Go to sleep when darkness falls

Start of a new letter

 

I’m walking through the fire

The one in my dream

Looking at the pyre

It is not what it seems

 

Never mind ill be just fine

Walking through the fire

Ever heard them famous words?

Well I am the lier

 

The candle starts too drip

It’s running out of wax

Just like my energy

Gotten really lax

 

The piper says the price you pay

It’s costly and immense

The debt of all the late-nights

Is going to be very dense

 

But for now ill stumble along

But for now ill stumble along

But for now ill stumble along

 

This one is now twice as long.

Touch

 

graceful

you flow upon me

cherished

graceful human being

the rivers I would move

but I'd rather be with you

in silence I will enjoy

you made the dreams of the inner boy

 

simply

you flow upon me

cherished

flawless human being

light that shines

in our minds

to look upon you

the flawless jewel

to live with you

to love with you

just to hold you

the flawless jewel

 

you hide

my ugly side

contain the lost

you contain the moment

you carry the moment

and love the gift

my body forgets

while you contain it

 

curvature, circles

and the flow

this moment

only we know

 

I am swimming

in your love

for a moment

our souls touch

 

contain the moment

and it grows

into a child

a new soul

graceful

you flow upon me

and loved

by the new human being

 

Thats really good

Hi. This is more of a song then a poem. It is also single handedly my biggest work. See what you think of it. Its quite dark. Its a song about a recurring nightmare.

 

Father of dark

 

Barefoot. In my shorts and pants

No shoes on and the floors hot

I touch the left wall

I touch the right wall

I hear the skin sizzle

And know that I am burnt

 

Agony immense

Like a thousand thundering fires

I look down into blackness

And almost fall over

The pain almost unbearable

And so I start to run through the maze

 

Hours later I stop and look.

I been running so long

Tired

Hungry

Lost

And Alone

My feet are burnt

My hands are burnt

I just want to go home

 

I stumble and almost loose my footing

I stumble again and fall through the floor

I stumble through some hidden door

I hit the ground and do not roll

Feeling like some fucked up doll

 

The ground is cool where I am laying

But I do not notice

As the unconscious world fades away

Soon I arise. Not knowing my own stupidity

The grounds cold and I am healed

And so I get up and look around

 

Into the distance my gaze goes

To some unknown end

In a chasm I am now

Scary looking with halos at the side

I look I stare and look and stare again

And realise that it is light beyond door

 

I try one door. It is locked

I try another and another

Everyone I try is locked

So I start to jog. Trying doors as I go

But none will open and I’m left feeling desperate

What the hells going on

 

Eventually my hope fades

Suppose ill be here for my dying days

Stuck in this chasm

With nothing else to do

I just stare at the blackness that swallows the light

What a terrible sight

 

What is this that I see

In the distance is a darkness

Blacker then the one I am in

A towering monstrosity

So huge I cant see its top

In the shape of a giant arch

 

So there it was. About 40 metres yonder

The bane of my life. The bringer of the dark

The horrible and terrible arch of doom

But beyond it was the sight I was looking for.

The door is open

And I can see trees

 

I build my courage up and turn to face it.

It does not seem to move

In-fact it seems motionless

Perhaps it’s some building that is in this dark chasm

So I prepare myself and try to run

But my legs are frozen still

 

I look at it. My gaze drawn

By some allpowerful terrible force

It wants me to see it. Wants me to know

Then its eyes start to glow

 

One was the shape of a triangle

Green as a jungle and twice as mean

The other was the shape of a circle

Completely round like the sun

But worst of all was the smile

The one you almost don’t see.

 

I’m petrified but I know for sure

My choices are limited

Flight or die a simple truth

And so I start to sprint

Running as fast as I can

Closer and closer I get

 

Passing it now

10 feet to the door

And freedom that lies beyond

I look back to see its eyes watching me

How the hell did it turn around

And that’s my last thought as a red beam rushes at me and I vanish without a sound.

 

Pheww

That sounds like a dream. Thanks for the comment by the way and the inspiration. I like the imagery you're using in these poems.

Touch

 

graceful

you flow upon me

cherished

graceful human being

the rivers I would move

but I'd rather be with you

in silence I will enjoy

you made the dreams of the inner boy

 

simply

you flow upon me

cherished

flawless human being

light that shines

in our minds

to look upon you

the flawless jewel

to live with you

to love with you

just to hold you

the flawless jewel

 

you hide

my ugly side

contain the lost

you contain the moment

you carry the moment

and love the gift

my body forgets

while you contain it

 

curvature, circles

and the flow

this moment

only we know

 

I am swimming

in your love

for a moment

our souls touch

 

contain the moment

and it grows

into a child

a new soul

graceful

you flow upon me

and loved

by the new human being

 

great! :D

Untitled:

 

It hurts so much but the tears won't drop,

You've done all you can but the pain won't stop.

 

The years will pass but it stays the same,

You've cahed in but you're still in the game.

 

One of these days you'll be gone,

You'll mange somehow, you'll get along,

It's never that easy to get away,

But it's harder and harder to try and stay.

 

Nothing can fix what's broken inside,

You can't forget it, but you know you've tried,

 

The walls were built but it's not enough,

Your eyes they pierce, but you're not so tough,

 

But one of these days you'll be gone,

You won't look back and you'll get along,

It's never easy to break away,

But it's getting harder and harder to want to stay.

PennyLane, very nice, it kind of has a musical feel to it....

it is very sad.... :cry: but great! wow :stunned:

it's about me...i usually write more music than just poetry...not always...but usually...thanks btw

here's a poem about desperation.

 

Cycle

 

despairing heart

your senses have been torn apart

voices enter your mind

then leave you behind

you cannot speak

"he is a freak

attached to the bed

might as well be dead"

 

PLEASE GOD, PLEASE

HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!

I CAN'T SPEAK

I'M SO WEAK

LET ME GO!

I HAVE TO GO!

 

step, step, step, step

step, step, step, step...

step, step, step, step

step, step, step, step...

step, step, STEP, STEP

 

"Hello Mr. Smith. Can you hear me?"

millions of thoughts were following

"it just wasn't meant to be"

one more thought following

 

let me die

LET ME DIE!.....

Oh God, I cry

 

falling in and out of dreams

voices haunt you nightly

when you wake up, then you see

n

o

t

h

i

n

g

 

it would be, to set you free

it would be, to set you free

it would be, to set you free

it just wasn't meant to be

the title of this poem is true.

 

Not About a Girl

 

I love her

she broke me

the scar will last

eternally

 

I still love you

I'm just scarred

to fix this will be

more than hard

I wish it could be

that I could fix me

but some scars last

eternally

Yesterday I wrote a poem while I was listening to gravity....I'm too tired to post it now...I'll do it tomorrow :P

here's a poem about desperation.

 

Cycle

 

despairing heart

your senses have been torn apart

voices enter your mind

then leave you behind

you cannot speak

"he is a freak

attached to the bed

might as well be dead"

 

PLEASE GOD, PLEASE

HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!

I CAN'T SPEAK

I'M SO WEAK

LET ME GO!

I HAVE TO GO!

 

step, step, step, step

step, step, step, step...

step, step, step, step

step, step, step, step...

step, step, STEP, STEP

 

"Hello Mr. Smith. Can you hear me?"

millions of thoughts were following

"it just wasn't meant to be"

one more thought following

 

let me die

LET ME DIE!.....

Oh God, I cry

 

falling in and out of dreams

voices haunt you nightly

when you wake up, then you see

n

o

t

h

i

n

g

 

it would be, to set you free

it would be, to set you free

it would be, to set you free

it just wasn't meant to be

 

I do like it. It is a very dark though. Was it a dream...Like mine. Or is it from personal experiance?