OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

I am an ocean, deep and dark

A mystery, a journey for you to embark

Upon, with secrets I keep hidden

For 20 thousand leagues beneath the skin

My sunken treasure lies below

Of tales that only I can know

Don't get to close, these stormy seas

Are filled with lonely refugees

Their ships have sunk, their broken hearts

The storm has ripped their lives apart

The world makes waves crashing in

And 20 thousand leagues beneath the skin

The tide of thought won't let me sleep

For I am an ocean, dark and deep

She is sad,

the girl

with her big brown eyes

she is sad,

the girl

with that wobbly smile

she is sad,

the girl

with her fists all clenched

she is sad,

the girl

with her heart all spent

she is sad,

the girl

with her pain so deep

she is sad,

the girl

whos forgotten how to sleep

she is sad,

the girl

all alone with her memories

she is sad,

the girl

who cant stop worrying

she is sad,

the girl

whose silence is deafening

she is sad,

the girl

whos given up on everything

she is sad,

the girl

whos struggling to breathe

she is sad,

the girl

will you help her please?

Memories

Its not people which are hard to let go,
Its the memories left that I have a strong grip on.
I have forgotten all their faces,
but I cannot forget the pain.
Everytime I look back,
the faces are already gone,
but the words,
the scratches,
the caresses,
the kisses,
they all still have the same effect on me.
I wonder if hell could still surprise me.

Dark clouds, gentle skies

Wish I was with you watching the world go by.

Pessimistic lion heart,

you watched me fall apart.

Hearing the rain hit my roof

Thinking when is the storming going to pass

Rocking back and forth

because the call hasn't come in yet

The rain is getting louder

And the room is getting smaller

I can't find the reason why

But the phone starts to ring

Hands are shaking

Like the trees outside this house

Everything goes quite

My heart just stopped

He's gone

No, no,

This has to be a joke

He was just here

I-i-i can't lose him

A scream suddenly rims through my throat

I can't believe how loud that sounded

It feels like the rain just stopped

And the wind increased

There is no air in the room

I guess this is how you feel

When someone that's been in your life gets ripped out

I saw this section of the forum and thought to post my poem (originally it's a lyric for a song I wrote but then scrapped because making the melodies was too hard XD). The inspiration came from Linkin Park songs, hence, the (probably exaggerated) metaphores. I wasn't depressed or sad when writing the song though :3

Here it is:

---V1

shattered promises only bring despair
like crumbled glass, broken beyond repair
i'm letting blood through my mind

i thought everything was meant to last
until i suffered what we had in the past
memories of you i've left behind

---C

leaving me in bones, leaving me alone
leaving me enslaved by your thorns
what is left of you? the things that we've gone through?
pain with no remedy, fragment of memories

---V2

i picked up pieces of you with my hand
and buried them deep in cold white sand
the wound is more than i can take

i stood up and begin to take distance
escaping from memories, denying your existence
cause my insides are about to break

---C

leaving me in bones, leaving me alone
leaving me enslaved by your thorns
what is left of you? the things that we've gone through?
pain with no remedy, fragment of memories

---B

where i am now is trapped in my own imagination
but the light still shines through the window
in the end all that's left is just me
break my chains and unbound me free

---C

leaving me in bones, leaving me alone
leaving me enslaved by your thorns
what is left of you? the things that we've gone through?
pain with no remedy, fragment of memories

Hats on walls,

calls and squalls,

the neighbor dog

is loud.

Toys and books

in dirty nooks

my thoughts and lights

are dimmed.

(By the way, this poem hasn't been edited at all. I just wanted to post it because I hate editing )

Scarlet
And one day,
May the roses bloom.
Sending a red fire across the distance.
The scarlet blood may not be of a bleeding thing,
But of the magnificent buds opening eyes.

And one day,
May the roses grow,
Sending their thorns out to attack the unworthy.
The scarlet blood may not be of a bleeding thing,
But of the magnificent flowers that reach out.

And one day,
May the roses wilt.
Sending their Light far away, to a world anew.
The scarlet blood may not be of a bleeding thing,
but how would we know now?

Lametation for the Common Man

Man, oh men, oh mortal man your true name is sorrow

Thy life spent in short days illuminated by the fear of the next

And the next day spent in fear of death the awaiting God of all

Man thy foolish self will you ever learn

How many days are spent in fear of things that pass

Thy few short days of mortal life, and all will be spent in pointless worry

Man, oh men, oh mortal man your true name is solitude

Thy life spent with thy self, and death spent forever with thy self

Watch as you will stand upon the mountain side

and shout to village below

Hear me world my name is insignificance

And how the world will turn its ears deaf to you o mortal

But note how it shall watch you descend from mountainside

and how it will note the absence of followers

Man, oh men, oh mortal man your true name is selfish

Thy life spent with thyself, with thoughts of only thyself

What good are actions wasted if not wasted upon you

Cry of your insignificance thy foolish man

All know the reason that you weep, for thyself

How many of the short days of life are spent with you

Fear not for in death you will spend eternity with thyself

In eternity perhaps man may realize

Thy name is sorrow

Thy name is solitude

Thy name is selfish

Thy name is human.

The emptiness fills up inside

darkness engulfs from either side

give to the shadow why even try

out of last resorts I close my eyes

that was the moment you came alive