OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

I'm slowly dying

​still blithely smiling

​Like a star far way

​dead long ago
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​still brightly shining

So, umm..hi. This is a short one. I hope you like it!

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I hope you?re still on that guitar,

?Cause trust me,
I?m sure you?ll get far.

I hope you?re still holding those sticks,
?Cause hearing you play,
Used to be my fix.

I hope you still smile so wide,
?Cause you make it easy,
For people to come inside.

I hope you?re doing fine,
I might never forget you,
Even though you were never mine.

put in the first black mark
form a symbol, pure black, dark
echo an echo so so thin
rip out symphonies, let them cringe

life goes on, doves fly on
we can't catch them
they're far gone

the desperate die far along
who cares what's going on
inside, we fight the good fight
flight, no flight in sight
fight to the death, sin then rest
right?

here's to those who lay down to soon
here's to those who thought blood, need
here's to those who were crushed by us
and here's to those who live, must

- nat

stomach sinks in
empty, uneasy, feeling queezy
this aftermath of my heart attack
my mind wraps around you
I lose then and you cover mine
I can't see, you are in front of me.
I'm still left feeling missing
my body can't help but search it
frantic I can't find the piece
where is it, what is it
I need you with me.
I need more than this
you are the completion set forth
without you I collapse in pressures
the unknown winds out and whips me
and still... my heart looks for you.
my life can't be finished alone
no, my life can't be without you
I understand... I love you
I love you.

The curse By Tamanna Once an old beggar had said 'One day you will beg like me.' I shreiked and ran home Trying to hide From his spite His dirty clothes The crooked bowl And the ugly words. Today I have everything a person needs Food -more than enough to eat Clothes - clean n overflowing the closet A roof over my head with all modern features Yet I beg. I beg for love. My crooked mind is the bowl Dirty words my attire I knock from door to door Begging for love When refused I curse too 'Your daughter would face the same fate as mine, you rascal' And the cycle continues.

Mists of melancholy permeate my being and I am rendered helpless

unable to fight the force that sucks all light form my sould

my weak attempts at valor are to no avail

and I surrender to the darkness

Fun. Bubbly. Sociable. Wild and free. That is the girl I used to be. Hopeless. Sad. Numb. Fearovercomes. This is thegirl I have become. Mind racing a million miles per hour. It is way past my power. Chest tightens, gasping for air. I'm flustered by their stares. Shaking, sweating, my ears explode, POP POP POP. Is this ever going to stop? My heart is pounding...I'm restless....I think I'mdying. Everyday I want to give up, I want to stop trying. This demon, thismonster, whatever it maybe. I'm begging and begging for it to set me free. But for now I'll hide under the covers in my bed. And fight this battle inside my head.

May you find purposefromtaking time toexplore inopenness of learning newthings everyday,

however,wherever, whenever,

YOU CAN.

May you findability to inspiregrowth ofothers,

Creatively applying wisdomone only attains through struggle and pain.

May the each new things learned bring growth to your world,

to those blessed by comfort,

learning that knowledge is power,

livingin a world of I CAN.

May you learn despitetemptationto dwell in what if'sor what should's.

May your adversitiesprovide couragerather than fears of fallingagain.

May you live in a world of I CAN,

YOU CAN!

If only time could stop and I could change,

Those days when clouds had kept that light away,

If only tears could wipe the pain of day,

Because looking at you now felt so strange.

If only I knew that you would not have stayed,

And left me thinking of you in this way,

Each breath would not have been like this today,

Feeling so left alone and so betrayed.

If only I could hide the light from you,

Today would have been brighter than yesterday.

If only I could keep the storm astray,

Those days would have made all our dreams come true.

If only I?d known that you would turn away,

And leave me alone bleeding this way...

I can see kindness in your eyes,
I can also see pain.
I can see you have so much to talk,
And so much to hide.
You smile at others,
But you are desperate inside.
You try to hide your feelings,
Well you just hurt me, that's right.
You make me jealous,
You make me cry;
You make me shiver whenever I see your eyes.
Your curly hair, your quiet smile,
Make me feel like I am floating,
Floating with the stars.
You don't know I love you,
You see me as a friend...
I hope you soon find out
that I will always be there.
Ummm hello! This is a poem I've been working on... Hope you like it