[mellow_yellow]

Okay...so I am always writing poems a lot...I've only posted three so far on CGR...and I want to post more, so I am going to start a thread for my poems...sorry I copied your idea STG......hope you don't mind. I wish there was some way I could move my three poems that I've already posted into this thread, but oh well, I guess. Everybody feel free to comment and other stuff on my poems.

[mellow_yellow]

I came upon a raven today.
Black feathers; sharp talons.
The beauteous bird was
Feeding on a dead thing
In the middle of the road.

Over the slope, I saw something foul.
Red smeared blood; furry body.
I swerved the van quickly.
A blur of black, the raven
Flew up and cawed its detest.

I breathed a sigh of relief.
Happiness; innocent.
But then a thought struck me;
I feel as if I am
In one of Shakespeare's plays.

For this black bird could be an omen.
Treacherous; evil thing.
Bad things will happen today.
Maybe someone will die?
I don't know, but I'm afraid.

No...don't let such thoughts enter your mind.
Silly imaginings,
I tell myself as I drive,
But still I see the form
Of a dead man walking.

Foreboding thoughts linger.
Black as night; gray as death.
I stop at the railroad tracks.
Looking both ways, I then gasp-
One more ominous sight.

A raven is on the tracks.
Hopping along; haunting.
Let no train pass this way;
Surely it will be their
Death. Gas pedal pressed down,
I drive to save myself.

Although I can't see them...
Black feathers; sharp talons.
...I will always hear them
Whispering silently,
Ominous prophecies.

There it is...feel free to comment. This actually happened to me Tuesday as I was driving to school...I wrote this poem Tuesday night...and this is actually all that went through my head as it happened...and I thought...Wow...I think weird things...I bet this could be a poem...

[mellow_yellow]

I'm sorry for pulling back the scab
I don't want to make you feel bad
I just want to get this off my chest
I didn't want to bring you fresh pain
Or ruin your hope with a downpour of rain
I just want to get this off my chest

So forgive me for making you cry
You know it hurt me to see the tears fall from your eyes
I can see it from your side
But the questions is, can you see it from mine?

It all happened way too quickly
Left with my emotions, I find that I'm sinking
I just can't wait until it's over
Left without an explanation
I'm left to vent all of my frustrations
I just can't wait until it's over

I don't know if what I did was the right thing to do
Should I have let it be, I would have hated you

I wrote this last year concerning my English teacher. Feel free to comment.

[mellow_yellow]

I feel dirty and itchy.
This sin has turned me into something I never wanted to be.
I hate the way I feel
With wishes to kill
This thing that's eating me.

[mellow_yellow]

Untitled

Crosses on the hilltop
With blood pouring down
"It is finished" is not heard
But it's a beautiful sound

I know it's short...but I like it. Comments are acceptable.

You Know Me

I really don't know what to say
I really don't know what to think
But You already know anyway
You already know anyway

You know all of my thoughts and feelings
You know me
You know all of my vulnerabilities
You know me
And that scares me

Feel free to comment.

[mellow_yellow]

I hate the hate that seems to come from all sides
The violence and uncare towards all life
So many shootings, kidnappings, and evil things
It makes me angry and sad with the effect it brings

I hate the hate that devours men
The uncanny acceptance towards our sin
Rapists and perverts running the streets
And every politician dancing to their beats

I hate the hate that men want to feel
The rush that they get after they kill
All of the blood they get is never enough
They're the modern vampires of this evil stricken world

I hate the hate that people have come to love
With their black witchcraft and sacrifice of doves
With a word for every emotion and a look for every fear
I can't believe that our world could possibly end up here

Feel free to comment.

[mellow_yellow]

Hold up your head, pretty girl,
While you still have pride,
And never lose that mystery
And fire glowing behind your eyes.

To let escape just one tear, pretty girl,
Would be to give them the victory.
So hold your head up,
And never give them the satisfaction of seeing you admit defeat.

While your heart is breaking, pretty girl,
Keep on your brave smile.
Never letting on that they've hit their mark,
Stay chatting with them, sweet child.

And only when they've left you, pretty girl,
Can you give in to your sorrow,
And let your sobs rack your body
As the light of dawn rises on the morrow.

And as you sit alone, pretty girl,
Remember your sweet dreams;
Let them dry your eyes in comfort
As you cry yourself to sleep.

Comments are appreciated.

[mellow_yellow]

Growing up I didn't put
Any stock in what everyone else thought.
(Yeah right)
Okay, so I might have...but who doesn't?

As I matured in my understanding and wisdom
Of the world and the way it worked,
I gave up any social standings that I had
And its lousy perks.
I really didn't have any friends.
Well, that was my decision.
Sorry if I didn't want to get in trouble
And drunk on the weekends.

I might be an outcast;
I might be someone no one ever really thinks about,
But it's okay;
I have a happy life; of that I have no doubt.

So don't feel sorry for me.
I have a higher standard of living.
Forget your philosophy;
It's only filled with lost hopes and bad dreams.
Sorry if this strikes a chord
That resonates withing your very heart's blood,
But maybe God's trying to tell you something.

[mellow_yellow]

Here's a poem I started writing yesterday, and finished today...

When the Cold Seeps In

When you're warm,
And oh-so-cozy,
That's when the cold seeps in.
It takes over your soul,
Slowly freezing your heart,
Always when the cold seeps in.

Frosted eyelashes;
White and barren,
When the cold seeps in.
Slowed pulse;
Barely hanging on,
Whenever the cold seeps in.

Buried under snow,
Six feet deep,
That's when the cold seeps in.
From the inside out,
Frozen like a statue,
Always when the cold seeps in.

Iced fingernails;
Frozen blood,
When the cold seeps in.
Iced breath,
And slow death,
Forever when the cold seeps in.

Comments are applauded!

I would appreciate any comments on any of my poems posted so far...and any poems posted in the future...comments, criticism, and feedback all helps whoever is writing get better...so please criticize me!

[mellow_yellow]

Venting

And so now my heart is hurting...
And I don't know why.
It feels like it is breaking...
I think my heart wants to cry.

Don't ask me why
'Cause I really don't know.
I guess it's just one of those days,
Ya know?

As I type, though,
It gets better.
Oh...wait...
It just got worse.

What can I do?
Heart, why won't you get better?
How can I help?
But I don't really want to...
I don't feel like it...
I want to feel the brokeness
Of my heart...
To have the tears and blood
Of my heart
Run down my soul
In trickles and little streams.

What's up with this feeling?

I wish my heart would stop beating!

Everything is falling down...
Crushing my heart
Beneath it's stony fist.

And I'm left
To pick up the
Pieces of my
Shattered heart.

Will it ever be whole again?

I can only dream of it...
Reality is cruel...
I am frozen...stopped,
But Time is not...

I wish I could kill
My heart...
I know longer wish to
Feel
The brokeness
Of my
Heart...

But I guess
Feeling is better
Than being
Numb.

I don't know, though...
I'm still unsure.

[Gods*Armygirl]

*sigh* I guess I'll post in your thread. It's lookin kind of lonely.
I think you've got a gift for poetry. I actually like these. Especially Pretty Girl.

[RK_lover]

Wow, I guess I've only posted in your individual threads....

As I've said, these are amazing! I'll have to read the new ones!

[Ordinary Sarah]

I feel dirty and itchy.
This sin has turned me into something I never wanted to be.
I hate the way I feel
With wishes to kill
This thing that's eating me.

That one line is really long. I think you should break it into two, to fit the format of the rest.



Anyway, these are really good, imo. You definitely have a knack.

[mellow_yellow]

Originally Posted by Gods*Armygirl

*sigh* I guess I'll post in your thread. It's lookin kind of lonely.
I think you've got a gift for poetry. I actually like these. Especially Pretty Girl.

Thank you ...yeah, my thread was a little lonely, but it was keep keepin' on...

Thanks again.

Originally Posted by RK_lover

Wow, I guess I've only posted in your individual threads....

As I've said, these are amazing! I'll have to read the new ones!

Thanks RK!

Originally Posted by SarahTheGuitarist

That one line is really long. I think you should break it into two, to fit the format of the rest.



Anyway, these are really good, imo. You definitely have a knack.

Yeah...it is long...I just don't know how to break it into two...thanks for the advice....

Thank you very much! What does imo mean?

[Gods*Armygirl]

You could just break the line in half like:

I feel dirty and itchy
This sin has turned me
Into something I never want to be
I hate the way I feel
With wishes to kill
This thing that's eating me

idk.