You ever play the game, where you pick the petals of a flower and ask she loves me, she loves me not ?
Today I played that game, asking the questions,
How did you feel about me with one petal?
and I now she loved me with the second.
The third petal I asked why did you leave ?
the answer comes with the forth cause it wasn't right.
The fifth and sixth I want hold you now,
But you can’t.
I wanted to show how much you mean to me,
But you left.
My heart is breaking
I know yours is not.
I wanted be with you for ever
But I know it wont be.
I hope in time my heart will for get the pain.
But my mind won’t let it fade.
I looked at the flower and realized all the petals are gone, now I sit alone and confused knowing I never got to ask how much You loved me??
I know how much I loved you, that was with all my heart
Re: Post Poetry Here By: vernificus
Post # 63 Sep 05, 2010
"Victoria"
All through the dusk and through the dawn
My very thoughts are all upon
A flower I see every night
A rose whose sight relieves my plight
Her name is in the wind that blows
And it seems im the only one who knows
Victoria Victoria what a glorious sound
At the very thought of it the lion in me is unbound
My heart feels for none so deeply as it feels for her
And this I vow solemnly i swear forever i will be hers
Id die for her id live for her and all thats in between
Re: Post Poetry Here By: honeydew2
Post # 64 Sep 06, 2010
as always so much talent such beutiful poetry thankyuo guys love them
am alone in this dark void, now since I lost my life. I am alone and scared I didn’t know
That it would end this way I though death was a way out.
I hate this world I hate my life, so I would take my knife and curve my self. At first I bit my tongue cause of pain now I just close my eyes as I run the knife blade deeper. I would spend hour watching what was once my life drip slowly away. Every inch deeper and deeper my soul my existence slipping away I had enough the end had come so I slammed my door picked up my knife and started to slit my wrist all over again. I was so angry and cutting my wrist was not enough so I let blade slid across my throat. As the knife dug into the soft flesh . I didn’t want it happened I couldn’t stop it. I tried reach for help I felt my last breath slip away and started seeming everything go black I could feel tears whelm up in my eyes as I tried cry for my mom I am to young die Please make stop. Last thing I remember is I asked my self why ?
Re: Post Poetry Here By: Laufia
Post # 66 Sep 10, 2010
Oh sweetheart, that was a very touching poem.
It does help to express such emotions through art and poetry.
Re: Post Poetry Here By: honeydew2
Post # 67 Sep 10, 2010
wow very powerful message their my love it is very nice you shared thankyou
thankyou. I find it easyer to write about how i feel at mominteand what i really want to do. I have alot of poerty. but i won't fill this forum up with it.
Someone just shot me get it over with
I getting tired of this and just want
To leave it behind.
I have tried everything from pills to
Doctors but nothing working, more I try
Worse it gets. Is it going to go on like
This or will I have to end it ..
I’ll let you make that call..
side note, i promise i am mental stable and not wanting to attempted anything i write about.
The sun sets the clouds aflame,
Giving off bright colors as it goes down.
Pink, orange, purple, and red,
I watch the clouds go bright then dim.
The clouds are fading,
The fire has now gone out.
Each sunset is better,
A new day will soon dawn.
As the night sky grows darker,
Stars jump into sight.
The pale moon hangs low,
It's light a soft blue.
The stars dance around it,
Wishing to be as bright as her.
But all things must come to an end,
A star falls as the dawn arises.
The birds sing and the people awaken,
The sky is now a faded blue.
The clouds change color with the sun's rising,
Eventually they go to a fluffy white.
And thus the cycle continues,
Morning, day, and night.
