OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

Don't tell me you forgot so soon

Those promises of always

Don't tell me it will work out

As you walk so far away

Don't tell me you care

It's clear you don't

Don't say sorry

I won't hear

I listen to his favorite songs

But each sentence were never meant for me

What would you do

When everything start to make sense?

The lyrics belong to someone else...

@RainbowEater

With everything
I please to say
The one I bring
I love you kay
So blind
So stupid
I find
That this is
But I cant resist it
No matter how so I fear
Fear to love and not shed tears
All rise
And all appear
Ill traumatize
All who interfere
I apologize
Every time
For my graphic infer
But I promised to
Be there for you
Annihilate
Castrate
Mutilate
All who appose you
Just so you know you
Mean more to me
Than my life and my being
I love you dear kay
How much I would say
Those words that make
Me scared as such
I fear so much
But worth the fear
You are, Im here so far
And will never leave
And will never go
And always will know
That I love you
And wish to be
Yes I do
To be with you
But I denied
Just a few times
Before I wrote this poem
But kay you are my home
And I love you so
So tell me what and tell me how
I beg please your love for now
Just tell me how you love me
How
Please be the one to love me
How
How do you love me kay
I wont bother the question again
If you dont know Ill just wait in
Within my patient loving state
I wait…
I wait...

"Silver Linings"

Someone has hurt us all
Ironically we say we're fine
Love is such a foreign concept
Very few of us get to grip,
Even though it's tough sometimes,
Remember these words:

Love exists everywhere in the world.
In me, in you.
No one can be devoid of it.
In case you're feeling bad,
No one can take your ray of light.
God only knows when you'll see it, though.

(It is there.)

@RainbowEater

My love she knows

My love she is

It is k who goes

To seek her kiss

She said would

Now give me a chance

I did all i could

Now i will again

I will never forsake you

Try not to mistake you

Be there to take you

From sorrows grip

I promise I'll hold you

I have been told you

And i would be great together

And you've excepted my offer

I won't break your heart

If you read this art

Know my promise to you

All i will do

Is everything for you

Utopia

Utopia is a dull oppression

Put forth by society's perception

Of absolute perfection

But they forget the pure definition

As Utopia is not a place

Nor desitination

But an endless journey

In a single direction

Our aspirations

For this world lacking imagination

Inspiration

Or motivation

Destroys chances of contemplation

Removes our ability to question

Depletes our innovation

Simplifies explanation

And stops examination

This single minded

Unity and blandness

Is a world of destruction

Madness and oppression

Because a Utopia

Is an illusion

That masks the depression

Of absolute perfection

Thus is why

We must learn to accept

Our wonderful

One of a kind

Individuality

Differences

Exceptions

And Imperfections

Hey guys! Absolutely love the original poetry on here, you guys are so amazing. <3 There's an Arts competition being held, I really hope to see you all participate!!!! You can check it out here. :)

Pain, without love.

Pain that I cant get enough.

Pain that I would rather get rough Than really feel nothing at all.

Cry like a thunder, in a second, and it was gone. I didnt realise what actually happened, but now I know it was because of that one! You think that I dont love you and that I want to break it up. It is not real but I cant show it and Im just like: Sup?"

I miss you every day and every second of my life. I am hoping that I will marry you someday, To be my beautiful wife! I know that sometimes it can be hard to imagine, That I love you and I wanna hold you tight, But when you ask me for a hug, You will find out that you dont need to ask, Because baby, that is your right!

I could spend my entire life just sitting here, just looking into your eyes, They are so wonderful and beautiful but at the same time theyre cold as ice. Cold as ice, But I would absolutely sacrifice. If youre wondering how it would go, You should read this poem from up-side to below.

I may not be the most good looking man, But girl, give me a chance. You are my wonderland, And I wanna hold your hand. Like a glowing star in front of all, My heart always beats faster, Whenever you give me a call. So dont ever think that, I dont care for you at all.

Through the fire, the flames, until the end of this poem, I want you to know that, Your heart is my home, And I dont wanna be alone. Without your heart, I would be afraid and sad. I would not be happy, I would go mad!

Now, I will end this poem with class, Go to the club and play some bass. You probably think Im crazy, Oh girl youre driving me crazy. Just like a crazy monkey in the zoo, Because all I want is you!

Just wanted to share my own personal poem with you guys!:-) Have a good day, and remember you are beautiful in each way you are.:D

The Screaming From Heaven

Parting lips and shivering fingers,

She quivers.

The dagger drenched in death,

It melts it's metal like acid.

A new mixture that smells of Hell drips to her feet.

Frantically, her cold heart struggles to pulse,

The last breath she gives is a name.

The name of her lover last summer,

Who said he didn't love her.

A safe call from Heaven bellows to space,

No one hears her voiceless screaming.

The searing pain sets her throat ablaze.

She lays dead, again,

Ready.

She's ready to do it again.

No one will hear her lifeless call,

Maybe Heaven isn't Heaven at all.

Conjured Couplets

Would it be safe or sane to sate-- to ask to be thought of?
What would it take to make or break this strangeness into love?

How many maps will mark the traps and flaps across the land
Of nothing-words and humming-birds I do not understand?

Why is our time together always never quite enough?
What would it take to make or break this strangeness into love?

I'm haunted by a butterfly and haunted from a hum
Of lower note than lowest quote of tall and heavy drum

Why does that silver ribbon split the sky so harsh and rough?
What would it take to make or break this strangeness into love?

My skin is thin; I feel within a violin begin
To change a chord from deep discord to chocolate chagrin

Why do we kiss and feel no bliss and miss and liss and shove?
What would it take to make or break this strangeness into love?