Post Poetry Here

Hiya so as ive been getting to know some of you I find alot of us are interested in poetry so i figured id start a thread about it, heres a pome of mine. feel free to post yours

~The Fire Brings Freedom~
All here is violent and sad,
The suffering is very bad,
Inside this body that's made of many things,
A soul cut off from its wings,
Tears come and go,
Sharing the memories so people will know,
Heated by the pain,
A fire burns un-extinguished by the rain,
Consuming all parts of the soul,
Seems that she did not reach the goal,
To free her soul from the burning,
But while smothered in flames she began learning,
That this fire was her new start,
A chance to rebuild her soul and heart,
She began to plan,
And then the growth began,
She carved her wings of hope and grace,
Painted her heart as trust with lots of space,
She cleansed her soul with a pure light,
One glowing beautifully bright,
Opening her eyes to joy,
Concurring all that tries to destroy,
She creates a person who will stand strong,
Through anything that goes wrong,
A terrible fire brought a clean slate,
For a future with a potential of being grate,
Soaring upon her adorned wings,
She fly's straight for a challenge and wonderful things.

Wow Raw what a wonderful poem hun :)

raw a lovely poem thanks for starting this thread.


SOUL SEARCHING
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From seven till sixteen,
fairies ruled my world,
goblins said hi,
dragons soared the sky.

from sixteen till twenty,
vampires were hot,
warewolves stalked,
mermaids the lot.

from twenty to twenty eight,
wiccan for me,
gifts of tarot,
i felt free.

Then after awhile,i did think,
why am i still searching,
for that special link.

Then something went wrong,
i was scared away,
i packed up my tarot,
and their they still lay.

twelve years went by,
a tormented soul,
Then i met you guys,
Now i am whole .

debbie gray xxx

a poem from my loving cynical hubby.



oh spirit of light
oh spirit of dark,
iff i walk with u,
will i tell u apart,

is one of u good,
is one of u bad,
or are you the same,
has the world been had.

iff i take this path,
will it serve me well,
does it end in heaven,
or in hell.

I really like your poems and it some what lighten's the mood here:)

Thank you for sharing.:)

Blessings.
Ginseng.

Good job guys:)

Excellent Poetry, I will have to find some of mine and post it.

I love the words you guys have posted keep it up everyone..
heres another of mine this one's a bit deep but i hope yall like it anyway.



~Emotional Tears~
Theirs a tear in every sigh,
A tear in every high,
Tears flow with every blink,
Invisible tears flow as I think,
I can sit right here,
And to you the signs aren't so clear,
But to me,
The tears are all I see,
Theirs no salty water falling,
No loud cry's calling,
My face isn't red,
And not a whisper is said,
But the tears are pouring out,
What happens on the inside is what this is about,
I wish the right person could see my fears,
I wish they could see my emotional tears,
Someone who would understand,
Who could lend a hand,
Is their such a person out their,
Who can unconditionally care,
A person observant enough to see,
My tears as invisible as they may be,
Would I feel able to confide,
Tell all I always hide,
Could I show my real tears,
Even though its one of my worst fears,
If I find that person I think could,
If I found that person I hope I would,
This insanity is taking over,
Every tear seems colder,
Until I'm numb inside once more,
So numb I'm painfully sore,
No more tears of any kind,
All of myself left behind,
I search for a way to feel,
Theirs no ways that would help me heal,
I come to my last resort,
The relief is short,
But it feels…it just feels,
And for just a moment it heals,
Bringing me back from ware I'd gone,
Letting the invisible tears flow on.

this poem is also in video form on youtube search ~Emotional Tears~

flaw this one made my hair stand up on my neck beautiful poem,keep up the good work

Wolf Inside-
Shredding just isn't enough,
I pull and tear ,
only to recieve more rough,
it's not flesh anymore,
no it's hair ,
Where my skin once was is now on the floor,
my eyes no longer blue,
but are now that of a yellowish hue,
my fingernails no longer short and neat,
but now ragged claws like those on my feet,
My canines which used to be meer teeth,
now are as daggers removed from their sheeths,
the moon taunts me from outside my window,
knowing the treterous game we play,
i dare not fight it.
But instead i go with the flow,
letting it take me in,
theres no stopping this , i know