Post by Sora on Sept 27, 2006 16:26:04 GMT -5
Just a few poems I wrote in like, 3 seconds...Dont mind their badness, please. xP
Untitled
I gaze,
alone,
as these days rush by,
as an incoherent blur.
I reach out,
Grasping,
at the torn, ragged edges,
oh my life, the time going by,
but my hands fall short of the feathers of my memory.
I hear,
my own voice,
and those of the others with me,
Thinking, wondering.
How?
How the time leaves me, without me knowing.
I fear,
if anything,
losing myself in this void of midnight,
watching my life, my own self,
change,
closing my hands around these pinpricks of light.
Yet, I know,
I know I can only grip the time,
Ever so tightly,
to live as best I can,
through all my hardships.
I must watch,
For before I know it,
It'll all be lost,
flying away on the wind,
on silky white wings,
Lost.
((Twas bad. T.T One more.))
The Glow
Feel the falling rain,
The dull pound around you,
and see them falling;
one by one- sparkling diamonds,
but lusterless in your eyes.
Listen to the falling rain,
The hollow sound echoing in your ears, your heart,
reflecting your soul, your emotion,
the wish that it would quench the fire.
Watch the falling rain,
see the sky cry,
as heavily as your own tears,
for what you are,
or what you're trying to be.
See the falling rain,
feel it extinguish the fire,
if not slightly, but still,
and see the sun's glow,
piercing the darkness,
sparkling in it's glory,
like gems paving the concrete.
Drown in this falling rain,
let the world fade out,
let go of your pain,
let it all fade out,
and be immeresed in the calm.
Eww im bad. x.x
Feedback at all, luffs?
Untitled
I gaze,
alone,
as these days rush by,
as an incoherent blur.
I reach out,
Grasping,
at the torn, ragged edges,
oh my life, the time going by,
but my hands fall short of the feathers of my memory.
I hear,
my own voice,
and those of the others with me,
Thinking, wondering.
How?
How the time leaves me, without me knowing.
I fear,
if anything,
losing myself in this void of midnight,
watching my life, my own self,
change,
closing my hands around these pinpricks of light.
Yet, I know,
I know I can only grip the time,
Ever so tightly,
to live as best I can,
through all my hardships.
I must watch,
For before I know it,
It'll all be lost,
flying away on the wind,
on silky white wings,
Lost.
((Twas bad. T.T One more.))
The Glow
Feel the falling rain,
The dull pound around you,
and see them falling;
one by one- sparkling diamonds,
but lusterless in your eyes.
Listen to the falling rain,
The hollow sound echoing in your ears, your heart,
reflecting your soul, your emotion,
the wish that it would quench the fire.
Watch the falling rain,
see the sky cry,
as heavily as your own tears,
for what you are,
or what you're trying to be.
See the falling rain,
feel it extinguish the fire,
if not slightly, but still,
and see the sun's glow,
piercing the darkness,
sparkling in it's glory,
like gems paving the concrete.
Drown in this falling rain,
let the world fade out,
let go of your pain,
let it all fade out,
and be immeresed in the calm.
Eww im bad. x.x
Feedback at all, luffs?