My arms are empty
I was browsing through my old threads and came across this poem I wrote a couple of years ago, have only recently been made aware of this option on the site and just decided to post it. Its pretty self explanatory.
winters blue
iv been through sorrow pain hurt but now i feel the nothing inside as i hold my broken heart for all to see
The Constant Shadow
I can see your light, it burns for all to see It shelters you from pain and agony I can't see your light, it burns to bright to see It brings me only pain,and takes me to my knees. Life, a living lake of ecstasy, and I don't want to see, your l
Through Her Eyes....
You look back on all the years, of heartache and the pain, Why someone would do that to you, screaming out in vain, Through all the years of loving him and laughing along the way, I loved him with all my heart until that final day, He never saw
Where People Are Lost And Never Found
It was a long way to nowhere As I traveled on the trail of years It wasn't much of a road map That got me here And now my conversations are the ones I write down Maybe if I had been an Indian I could be on a reservation But as it is I'm nowh
aashiq
it,s voice of my heart
In Darkness Rapt
I wrote this poem in December of 2010, when I was feeling sad and lonely. In it I long for my soulmate, and wish for better times. (I posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
...Yesterday...
Day passes and becomes to yesterday Hours, minutes elapses in nothingness Sitting and doing nothing you lose a moment Moment when you can make a diference... Maybe it is worth trying? I was here yesterday and I'll be here tomorow I look f
Roses
the promises we choked on its still a mystery to me why im so cold when i see you walking by you seem so ugly you should be better of alone we are alive we are bleeding we are screaming the hatred screaming its over the love the lie
turn away
before times changed each gift was given by those who thought possible such things as now fly away to be shunned placed beyond reach delicate gloved hands parry the cold out from the waves on past blowing winds people that once were saved
A Poem By Gina H
I can only imagine how I make you feel When my heart ache pours all over you My pain outbursts I am toxic My venom is deep My heart feels no love My eye’s can’t see that light at the end of the tunnel And all I want Is your love Is your
Tuesday's Tears
Just an emotional Tuesday!
will you ever love me
you never know how much im in love with you i never even got a chance to try my heart is empty
broken wings angel
I wish to fly again through the black night I'm singing a peace song but no one listen to me. Silver tears running out from my black eyes I'm lost, standing here alone at the crowd of greedy people, they never realize i'm here all the time b
free
if you take a moment and really take a real good look around at people in daily rush threw this life. How many are really right here??
Waking up to yesterday...
One of many moments along the way when words can only hint at the true feelings but never adequately do them justice.
angels eyes
just a dream could never be real
A candle Burns
Drugs have distroyed so many young peoples lives Im trying to get a message out there
Among the Solemn
I wrote this years ago, when life was at a low.
HE Is There
God lifts me up through others.
Time
Time o time! please change cant see you going like the same. Time o time! please dont change take me to the end like the same.
nothing
you wasted your blood and tears on this earth. your tierd, your weak,I cant imagine what thats worth. when you lose all hope, and you have nothing left. but its okey,because the only friend you ever had was yourself. your heart is broken,and
When will the pain End?
Through a misunderstanding I hurt someone close to me and felt very bad for what I did to her. It's not the type of person that I am to hurt someone. I nurture, not breakdown a relationship.
Wild Wild West.
To all hostile regions around the world(especially J-town)
LIFE-HATER
PEOPLE JUST NEED TO STOP HATEIN ON EACH OTHER AND COME TOGETHERAND INJOY LIFE AND STOP ALL THIS KILLING....PEACE BE WITH US ALL
forgive me forgive you
the damage can last for eternity
my life
just my life
world of words
this is not a poem about scammers its about how others expect blind trust. only a fool trust in human kind blindly.
i wish..
something i wrote
A life taken to soon
this is about my gorgeous best friend who died in a motorbike accident 2 years ago
A Man Known As Me
In the middle of nowhere Seldom seen seldom heard There lived a man known as me He wrote a little poetry sang songs to himself He had a lot of old memories but no one to share with So in the library of his mind they stayed on a shelf He ne
DOWN AND OUT
i like to write about my observations.. In this case the hardship of people living on the streets
a title by any other name
stands the chance of opposition and uh being created of thin air but when darkness shrieks down the hallway at ya and calls you a living punk well you better believe I noted the sideways mark on your face before YOU ran away screaming they say
My Heart Cries
Today, my heart cries, I sent my not-so-little Brother off to work in Nashville, in which he is now going to stay, as I have wrecked my car and the Jeep has been giving us a fit. My heart Cries as I long for the day all our struggles will be noth
WHAT WOULD IT BE LIKE.
WHAT WOULD IT BE LIKE THAT GIRL THAT CAN DANCE,CHEER, ACT AND SING. THAT GIRL THATS NOT SCARED OF ANYTING. THAT GIRL THAT EVERYONE WNATS TO BE AROUND. THAT GIRL THAT SEEMS TOO BE PERFECT, AND NO ONE EVER LETS HER DO
i am alone
This was written for and about someone special who was in my life for a time
no laughing matter
all you do is laugh i hate your smile ill dance with the devil your never gonna know the truth i could of loved you but you push me away you never know the truth this no laughing matter
my murderer
my murderer is me from the sea to the death and missery i hate me today just losing out to all you people here ok my lowest hour is here you can say what you have to say that won't change that my murderer is me death and missery
letting go
i was depressed
the epic of sadness
about me
midnight sky
i wrote this poem to get ppl to think about how others tend to feel when they get pushed out, left alone, beat down, and torn apart. everyone needs a hand or a listening ear. just dont you be the one to brush them off. you may be there lifeline to and better out come.
Birthday blues
yes folks this really did happen, sad huh