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BarrenBarren

I try to write my feelings
When my head doesn't
Hurt so much.
This isn't very often,
Since I fell from your
Warm touch.

I also try to smile,
When I really want
To cry-
When I really want
To stab-
When I really want
To die-

I try to write more often;
Some say that it will help
Some days I feel
It does-
Some days I feel
Like hell-

People think they've
Been there-
In my time and place;
I know that they've
Been somewhere,
But they weren't
Wearing my face.

They were feeling
Their emotions;
And although
Similar to mine,
Do not compare
In the least,
To the way I feel
Right now.

I’ll take their kind nods,
And smile so polite
Barren30 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

ITengo un mundo y es de piedra,
piedra blanda y dolorida
que se esconde y que se aferra
en lo hondo de la herida.

Sale hoy a pasear el tiempo y
despierta tu voz dormida,
que, muerto el viejo romero,
queda entre espada y espina..

Quiero que oigas, hermano,
El aleteo vivo y lila
que despierta, que te mira,
que no cesa, que respira.

El clamor de lo irritante
alza el puño, rompe espadas.
Y allí, en lo más hondo,
lentamente,
te mata.I56 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Never worth itI lie awake
In the middle
Of the night
Tossing turning
Sitting standing
Unable to sleep
Though exhaustion
Weighs heavily on me
I need freedom
A release from this cage
Unlock my shackles
Set me free
Unleash your hold on me
On my heart
I can't stay here
I can't wait forever
I've waited too long
A year we were together
A year I fought
With everything I had
A year I loved
With all my heart
And you?
You let me fight alone
You left me to fight shadows
Left me
You left…
And now?
I never gave up
When everything
Was against us
I never gave up
Even when you hurt me
When you betrayed me
When you fell
For another
I never gave up!
And now?
YOU givNever worth it56 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

The Boy in a Shell SonnetThere once was a boy, who lived in a shell,
His mind was a maelstrom of pain and strife.
No sum of love or light could break the spell,
It seemed he was doomed to forever curse life.

His eyes filled with tears, whenever he saw
Other kids smiling, and hugging their moms.
“If only, if only” he cried and sobbed,
“If only I felt the joy of sweet songs.”

“I only wish that I could grin and laugh,
And weep with joy among a family dear.”
“If only I could save myself from wrath,”
“That monster inside, only I can hear.”

And then he realized he could break the spell,
With a smile of hope, heThe Boy in a Shell Sonnet1 hour ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Weisse TaubeWeiße Taube, siehst du mich,
am Boden hier allein?
Weiße Taube, leite mich.
in die Heimat mein.

Weiße Taube, Weißes Licht,
bleib' bei mir, verlass mich nicht,
Weiße Taube, muss ich flehen?
Ich will nicht, nein, ich will nicht gehen.

Weiße Taube, du rettest mich,
keine Zeit, die Stunden zu zählen,
Weiße Taube, helfe mir.
mein Schicksal will ich selber wählen.

Weiße Taube, du fragst, wie's begann?
Es war so dunkel, als Hoffnung verann.
Weiße Taube, ich träumte von dir
den Grund zu Leben gabst du mir.

Weiße Taube, ich glaube an dich.
bist mein Fluch, doch auch mein SeWeisse Taube2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

FadingZu hell, die Bilder, sie verblassen,
wie Tageslicht in dunkler Nacht.
Ich habe die vergangenen Stunden,
nicht bei meiner Seele verbracht.

Verblasst, unscheinbar, zu weit, zu schnell,
kein Tag ohne Sehnsucht, keine Nacht ohne Traum.
Mein Herz wandelt in anderen Welten,
doch ich selbst verweile in diesem Raum.

Versuche sie zu halten, die Bilder,
damit ihr Anschein doch noch bleibt,
sie zerreißen in Stücke, zerbrechen in Scherben,
zerfallen ins Nichts, das auf Dunkelheit treibt.

Und keine Worte beschreiben den Winter,
der eisige Sonnen in sich trägt,
der kalt und leer mein Herz besetzt,
und langsam meinen Geist zersägt.
Fading2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

AbendrotGoldorangnes Abendrot,
sag mir, ist Blut auch so rot?
Abendrot, mein Abendtod,
trifft uns Abschied, trifft uns Not?

Wie könnt ihr nur,
wie könnt ihr nur,
wie könnt ihr es nur wagen
mich, so hilfslos und allein,
durch meinen Schlaf zu plagen?
Wie könnt ihr nur, ihr Egoisten,
oh, wie könnt ihr es nur wagen.

Abendrot, mein Abendtod,
bete meinen Abendsegen,
lässt du uns, so lässt du uns,
stehen hier im Tränenregen?

Wie könnt ihr nur,
wie könnt ihr nur,
wie könnt ihr es nur wagen?
Ich bin so hilfslos, so allein -
muss ich die Sorgen tragen?
Wie könnt ihr nur, ihr Elenden,
oh, wie k&ouAbendrot2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

TrojaSo weit bin ich gegangen,
und weiter will nicht mehr.
Bleib' an dieser Stelle stehen
brauch' die Ruhe doch so sehr.

Und nein, meine liebe Wahrheit,
dich schau ich nicht mehr an.
Ich fliege durch mein Leben,
versiegend irgendwann.

Verdecke meine Augen
vor der Welten Schmerz.
Die Tage spiegeln wieder
und brechend sich der Terz.

Ich fühle nur die Zukunft
durch meine Adern fließen,
fühle weiße Flügel
aus meinem Körper sprießen.

Hinter mir liegt Troja,
und vor mir liegt mein Rom.
Aus Gold bau' ich mir Schlösser,
und aus Perlen meinen Dom.

Und wie sehr ich es vermisste
an den guten Mensch zu glauben,
Troja2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Kein SturmDie Eiseskälte steht
mit eiseskalter Macht.
Zeit mit Sand vergeht
in eiseskalter Nacht.

Folg mir, ich geb dir meine Hand.
Komm mit, komm in diese Dunkelheit.
Folg mir, folg Zeit und ihrem Sand.
Komm mit, wir gehen nur zu zweit.

Und kein Sturm wird mich halten
deine Hände fließen still
zum Boden hin, dem Kalten.
Doch ich nur weiter will.

Die Eiseskälte greift
so gnadenlos nach dir.
Zeit uns mit sich schleift,
erweckt den Schmerz in mir.

Wach auf, nimm mir mein Leben nicht.
Geh nicht, mein Herz sonst ergraut.
Wach auf, gib mir das Morgenlicht.
Geh nicht, bevor der Tod sich traut.

Und kein Sturm wird mich lieben,
denKein Sturm3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

SymphonieEs hat dort so lang gelegen,
hält fest die Tränenflut,
hat dort so lang verweilt,
sein Herz aus Schrift und Blut.

Es schwebt in meinen Händen,
und erzählt von alten Tagen,
die vor ewig langer Zeit
in meinen Augen lagen.

Oh, diese Zeiten sind vorbei,
hol' mir zurück den Schmerz.
Sing' mir meine Symphonie,
lass' sie brechen mir das Herz.

Es lässt die Trauer neu aufblühen,
und fädelt still die Sehnsucht ein,
wie gerne, ach so gerne,
würd' ich jetzt woanders sein.

Es verleiht nun das Gefühl,
dass die Zeit mir alles raubt,
raubt mir Tage, Wochen, Leben,
und die Wahrheit, ungeglaubt.

Oh, diesSymphonie3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

UnerfuelltZähl' die Stunden, die Minuten,
und die Tage dehnen sich.
Zähl' Momente und Sekunden,
bin nur ein Schatten ohne dich.

Wolken zieh'n, ich warte wieder
auf ein Wunder meiner Zeit,
warte, bis die Sonne schwindet,
warte auf die Ewigkeit.

Und mein Traum bleibt unerfüllt,
bricht als Wunsch in seine Scherben,
geht wie ich allein den Weg
und wird eines Tages sterben.

Die Entscheidung ist gefallen,
und so bitter schmeckt der Schmerz,
ich entzieh' mich den Gefühlen,
versuch' es bis zum schwarzen Herz.

Streich' dich aus den Gedanken,
und Vergessen ist so schwer.
Geb' immer noch mein Bestes
doch ich lieb' dich viel zu sehr.

Mein Traum bleibt unerfüUnerfuellt3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Es sind MinutenUnd hiermit steh ich wieder
an diesem einen Ort,
der mich so lang gehalten.
Ich wollte niemals fort.

Zurück in die Gefühle,
zurück auf meine Seiten,
zurück ins kleine Mädchen,
zurück in diese Zeiten.

Und in sternenloser Nacht,
da steh' ich wieder hier.
Begebe mich zurück
in Vergangenheits Visier.

Spüre mein Herz klopfen
und folge meinen Schritten,
blick in damalige Jahre,
hör' meine eignen Bitten.

Zurück in die Geschichte,
zurück zu meinem Herzen,
zurück in solche Tage,
zurück in all die Schmerzen.

Und in sternenloser Nacht,
da steh' ich wieder hier.
Begebe mich zurück
in Vergangenheits Visier.

So wander' ich alleine
vorbei an alten SzeEs sind Minuten3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

The EmbraceThe Embrace

We stood and embraced each other that night
in a room beneath a dimly lit light.
And little was said between you and me
As we held one another tenderly.
My face was buried into your chest.
I moved my hands to rest upon your breast.
My head lay nestled under your chin.
I sighed as your breath fell upon my skin.
And as you ran your fingers through my hair
I longed so much to tell you then and there:
“Don’t let me go. Hold me, and hold me tight.
Just stay with me and be with me tonight.”

Being in your arms gave me some respite
from the sorrow I had felt that night. Oh
how I desired so much for you to know
about The Embrace3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Disease WithinDisease Within

Feeling all this misery
Where do I begin?
To find the strength inside
To fight the disease within
I put the chemicals in me and cannot take it back
I feel them devour me; my body’s going to crash
Now weakness surrounds me
The hell begins again
Seems nowhere to run
From the disease within
My loneliness over comes me
It eats me up inside
Hard to deal with everything
All I do is cry
Every day I pop these pills
To make this go away, what an awful way to live, what a price to pay
Each day I ask why me, what was my sin
All I want to do is kill the disease within

Written by Gidget Nebel 7-1-06Disease Within3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

ArghArgh

I feel like I’m dying inside
It’s like a slow bad high
Eating my very cells, I’m just biding my time
Leaving a bad taste in my mouth
Wanting to scream and shout it out
But yet it still remains
Where does it end how did it start
One little lump and my world was torn apart
F- this shit I’m so tired of it
They say it will be over in a little bit
This little bit is a hell
And only time will tell
I don’t want to do it anymore
My life feels like a chore
Another sleepless night of tossing and turning
More endless thought in my head that keep churning
Just let me rest, let me get better, just let me sleep
All theseArgh3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Nastiness and UglinessNastiness and Ugliness

Cutting deep into my skin taking out what rots there in
What is empty now does swell and fill
With pressure building, waiting for blood to spill
Upon your stitches a bubble did rise
Poke from a needle and the pressure subsides
The nastiness, ugliness the rot eats away at my mind
And leave a shell of a body behind
You must poison yourself to kill the killer and only then may you become stronger
The killer will not break you it is not what makes you
Now the rag is soaked with the blood of disease
Washing it down the drain leaving a trail of unease
Inside, your mind struggles to grasp the pain
Left in your head are the deNastiness and Ugliness3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Garudi Vidya with the image by LoveeLovetree

What kind of message carries eagle
Immortal mount of divine Lord
Of the reality and dreams
Who brings the game of love to world
Is it the elixir from heaven
A gift bestowed by him to earth
That will awaken higher knowledge
Of the eternal soul's rebirth
Reliving story of god Vishnu
And his divine consort Lakshmi
Embodiment of love's fulfillment
This message is for you and meGarudi Vidya with the image by LoveeLovetree4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

The Lady of Hazel Grove

The Lady of Hazel Grove
For Cassandra Dittman

Swallows dance upon the sky,
As merrily they dart and fly.
On trees upon the hilltop high,
They stop occasion’ly to spy
The trees o’the valley grove.
They know it as their place to nest
Within the rowan and hazel crest.
No harm can come to they that rest
In these woods, in this enclove.
Gentle breezes, whispering leaves
Enchant the mystic hazel eaves,
Within and under it quietly weaves,
Whispering a canny spell it breaths,
The mystic hazel grove.
Falling leaves quietly whirling
From the growing hazel furling,
Sending slender surface curling
On the pond in hazel grove.
WiThe Lady of Hazel Grove5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

SleepAll I want to do is sleep,
No problems, troubles or promises to keep
The world would drift away,
I would never have to wake to another day
Blissful, dreamless sleep is what I desire,
Something that allows nothing to transpire
I've nothing left to give,
Nor anyone that needs me to live
If it takes me away from the world,
So be itSleep5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

NaiveYou may not have a reason, or an answer to your pain.
You may not even know why yet, but you have so much to gain.
Sometimes life seems pointless but let me tell you what I have learnt,
I have been through so much and many bridges have been burnt.
I’ve learnt there is a reason, but you may never know,
And that’s just something you have to accept, and sometimes you have to let go.
Some people walk in to your life and others walk out.
Sometimes you wonder why this happened, left full of questions and doubt.
Some people leave you when you need them most,
Gone without a trace as if they’re a ghost.
What is the point? I hear you Naive5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

You're dissolvingI watch your life
Losing colour
And richness.

Blurring words
Walk by those
Eyes,
Glazed and open.

You stare through
Me -
A face you used
To know.

Stare as you do,
No sympathy
Shows -
They made you.

Your pupils are
A world away,
Cerulean blue -
Slowly turning
To grey.

But still, you reach
For them.
All you have,
Your life in a
Burnt orange jar
They gave you.

That familiar
Sounding pop
Of the lid,
The only way
To save you.

White, bony fingers,
A lucky dip,
As a wave of hope
Invades you...

With the world,
Today you'll cope,
Says the jar
They gave you -

I turn away
From the mirrors'
Scope,
No longer
Can I face you.You're dissolving6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

All Gone poemOnce there was a land filled with green
Until it was taken of by someone mean

Once there was a land filled with fun
Until someone said it was overdone

Once there was a land filled with trust
Until someone said it wasn't a must

Once there was a land filled with light
Until someone said nothing could be that bright

Once there was a land filled with happiness
Until someone took that away...All Gone poem6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Until it is time for me to go

There was a child inside of me once.
I lost him between my dreams and my days.
The tyre that hangs from the trees still swings;
Only empty now, the only rider, the breeze.
Melancholy voiced she sighs and sings.
As though the sense of loss to underpin.

I opened my heart to laughter once.
Demons slipped in and drank my soul.
My laughter stopped, my childhood died.
I smile though, hiding the sadness deep within.
My footsteps echo, a hollow stride.
I walk on with nowhere left to go.

I drank from a stream beside the road.
A sign said, “Don't ! I won't approve!”
But I'd given up caring, I drank in deep.
The water swirled inside my heaUntil it is time for me to go7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

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