Ok, so here are all my poems =D
I wrote this one for some one who was leaving, a best friend. Its realy naff.
Ah My dear, the day has come,
To say our life long Goodbye,
I just hope your life stays bright,
With out my hyperness by your side.
I’m sure I’ll miss the stupid chats,
And you saying how beautiful my poems are,
For here is one specially for you,
The one who owns this part.
For you my dear I’ll become the poet,
I’m starting my collection,
For this one is going to be in the front of the book,
With the words ‘Dedicated to Laura my love’.
I can picture it now, the look on your face,
So heres the worst part,
My sister, friend or whatever you are,
Avoir, Adios,Goodbye and goodnight.
One I wrote out of randomness. Called Hide and Seek:
The footsteps of her past echo round the room,
A long forgotten memory,
That’s forever stuck in a world of gloom.
Once she had hidden,
But its like she was never found,
A deadly game of hide and seek that awoken from the ground.
The devil’s hands claw her,
As heaven wants her to,
What she really prays for, is a shadow to take her out of the gloom.
The souls of memories haunt her,
The walls seem to sing,
But all she can do is wander, wander in within.
Though one day in weeping her tearless broken sobs,
The memories and song’s seem to clog,
There straight in front of her, a shadow lay await.
Up, up up she went to the golden gates,
The deadly game of hide and seek finally met its fate,
For all her Prayers were answered.
What was hidden was finally found.
I guess you could say I was sad in this one. Laura says its Beautiful :'-| and its my Favourite one =D
Her tears drip down her ashen face,
Her hands hold down on the broken lace,
Slowly but surely she drops it down.
Its just another thread, made from things of the ground.
The world will still spin,
The war will go on,
People’s lives’ end ,
As often as they had begun.
The sorrow of her loss claims its pray,
As the sun drops down claiming the day,
The lace stays limp just like her life,
As the world around her seems to crumble in trouble and strife.
Her losses tare at her heart that still beats,
Mind drifting away to a place at her feet,
Under the earth where the devil still lives,
Was buried her sweat heart in a silk lined tin,
Eyes slipping to a close as a smile crosses her face,
Here she goes to an unknown place,
Where the angel’s sing and the devils cry,
And the birds are soaring round in the sky.
From somewhere behind her,
A distant voice called her name,
For there standing behind her a black shadow with no name,
Together again, now their spirits can rest,
True lovers together, forever, in life,
While the world around them will crumble in trouble and strife,
Love will be love hate will be hate,
But when you put them together it forms a passionate place.
