07-29-2010, 09:53 PM
Okay, so to be honest here, I'm fishing for gold by posting up all the poetry I've written that I can find... But I'm not going to be cheap about it and just post a new thread for each one (As much as I might like the extra gold and the discussion on each one of them separate. Oh well on that one. Not going to be a cheapskate and get in trouble...)
The things that won't go here are my stories, as each of those requires its own thread to see it to completion.
Alot of my poems are about my past relationships/breakups/emotional stuff. Writing is how I deal with my emotional pain, so... deal with it. If you don't like it, don't read it. A good deal of these are over a year old, several of them are at least 5 years old.
Constructive criticism is welcome, as are compliments. Flames are unappreciated and will be ignored. Thank you.
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~Little Bird~
I came upon a little bird
and found that it was crying.
I asked it what was wrong and
it said, "My heart is dying".
With shattered wing and broken heart,
the bird did lay before me.
I took the bird into my heart
and hoped to heal its sorrow.
Its heart healed and wings unbroken,
we were happy together.
But later was seen the bird,
did not love me any longer.
My littel bird, she flew away,
but ever in my heart stays.
I will remember, Little Bird,
the song your heart has taught me.
My thanks for what you sang to me
It taught me I could love again...
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~Ch'ing Shih's Calling~
Children of Darkness come and see,
the shadows of light within me.
Raise me up unto the sky.
To fly upon wings of night.
Dragon cries and Pheonix cawing,
Tortise moan and Tiger moaning,
Sacred Beasts of ancient land,
Let Children know of the Coming.
Ancient ones rise from the grave.
Quench thy thirst on blood, thy crave.
Walk amongst thy food and then,
Strike at night their flesh to rend.
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~Banished to a Cold Heart~
I sit alone in the darkness,
still as night, shadow covers all.
The rain beats on windowsills to
remind me of reality.
The music plays softly as if to
painfully remind me of my dreams.
I drift from thought to thought,
and from emotion to another.
Wishing, wanting someone to find
me sitting in my suffering.
My lost dark soul seeking to be
brought to that world of light and hope.
I wish for it to fill my heart,
which has lost all living feeling.
I sit alone, cold. Cold as ice.
I've become a barren wasteland.
Wishing to find the one for me.
To bring those feelings I've lost.
Stripped to my core, I find truth.
I'm found alone, crying, weeping.
Wanting to leave my suffering.
I force from my heart the mem'ry,
which causes this pain I'm feeling.
I reach out wanting to feel love,
only to find myself alone.
Banished to the dark, ice, and want.
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~More to be added later... Got to find my external hard drive.
Last edited by Bound by Roses; 07-29-2010 at 09:57 PM..
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