The God Who Wasn't ThereSeeking help for he who wept bitterly from the purple swells leaping on his body, I prayed to the God who wasn't there.The God Who Wasn't There1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Comforting the young child who screamed in pain from the growing infection, I lifted my cries to the God who didn't care.
Remembering the little girl, who was beaten and molested, I offered my woes to the God who vanished from thin air.
And now I sit here with a calloused heart and disgusted soul, your love is worth less to me then a bag of coal.
Dream of flyingI remember when I was a child,Dream of flying1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I´d dream that I could fly.
Taking off from our balcony,
and never doubting why.
There I´d stand, spread out my arms,
push off, soar high into the air,
feeling great excitement,
the wind rushing through my hair.
I´d race across the village
and fly over all the farms.
Free as a bird, I´d fly with speed,
ascend with out-stretched arms.
I´d pass over my old school yard,
see all my playing friends.
They all look up and greet me,
with smiles of wonderment.
I´d reach the village church tower
the bells chiming in my ears.
My heart full glee, I´m invincible,
having no more fears.
This dream was all a part of
my childhood growing up
and having caring parents
who gave me all their love.
Poetry by Suzanne Karbach Decemb
EmotionsHappiness can turn into sadnessEmotions3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In the blink of an eye.
Days pass us by;
Sometimes we cry,
But don't understand why.
We feel guilty
Because we have something to hide.
Words are twisted and turned;
But nothing is learned.
We're given rules
That we have to abide;
But we just brush them aside.
We have feelings inside,
But we never want to confide;
We all hurt sometimes.
Brighter days are nearby,
Keep your head up to the sky;
The dark days
Will soon pass by.
SeafoamI think that perhaps I will live life aloneSeafoam20 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And die silent and soft in my vagabond home
Outlive the people who still know my name
And through my departure, leave earth just the same
I'll leave no one behind me to cry in the night
I'll leave no great sorrow or absence of light
But if I end up leaving someone behind
And I sleep, uninvited in thoughts in your mind
I have no great wisdom to banish your sorrow
No special thoughts for a brighter tomorrow
But please, dear friend, if you find yourself able
Don't strap me down to a cold metal table
Don't paint my face or polish my nails
Or set me up in a box and peer in through the rails
Just wrap me in cotton and rock me to sleep
And lower me into the billowing deep
Don't let me rot in a box in a grave
I want to dissolve into seafoam and waves
I'm happy to dieSomeone once told meI'm happy to die4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That I was the sun.
I shone oh so brightly
But now that's all all gone.
I've tried to be happy
But some things don't change.
I just feel more crappy
The more that I stay.
So I'm gonna leave,
No time for good-bye.
So fuck all you bitches!
I'm happy to die.
FatherHello… FatherFather2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Do you have time to spare?
I’d like… to talk to you
If you’re not going anywhere
I know we don’t talk as often
I guess it’s because I’ve been nervous
About speaking with you face-to-face
But now I want to say something that goes like this:
Thank you for being in my life
In all the times I’ve ever laughed or cried
You always kept an eye on me
Watching to see who I would be
Thank you for your patience; and the forgiveness that never died
Despite how much I misbehaved, and how I cursed and lied
Sometimes you had to let me take the hit
In order to stop me from getting into a bigger conflict
There were times when I didn’t understand
But through the struggling, you always held my hand
I’ll admit there were times when it felt like you were far away
But I can see that you guided me day after day
You always gave me great advice
You gave me wisdom that was impossible to price
I confess that I wouldn’t always heed you
Burn The NightMy shattered heart decayedBurn The Night2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
While the truth was delayed
I think I know the truth
But I still need proof
Their words tore at my heart
This isn't a war I want to start
I won’t sit and wait
While I can change my fate
You took away my light
Once again I saw the night
I gave in to its comforting lies
It told me to cut off all ties
At first I did what it said
I no longer cared if I was dead
I no longer had to stay alive
I lost my will to survive
But every flame that goes away
Lights two sparks that ignite the day
The flame restarts twice as bright
And once again it burns the night
Why?I can feel tears running down my cheeksWhy?3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Even though they are not there.
I’ve seen these same scars for weeks
Didn’t I tell you the world wasn’t fair?
All these images flashing through my head
Of mangled corpses laying dead.
Why won’t everything stop
Even when I ripped out my heart?
I can feel blood pouring non-stop
I already felt my soul ripped apart..
And yet.. I am still here..
Your LoveWhen one is young, they spend their timeYour Love2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
obsessing over silly things, like boys
and hair and weight. Such grime
is not what useful thought employs.
I’m older now, and now I think
of what you, my friends, have done for me.
My loves have lasted just through ink,
my hair and weight are as they’ll be,
but you have never let me down.
I’ve fought with liars here and there,
but you are real, and save me when I drown.
Without you, I wouldn’t have a prayer.
I’m assured each day I meet with you
that by far, your love is the most true.
PossessivenessPossessiveness2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I met him when I was at my lowest
A broken thing, a crippled wing
How he found me then, sitting behind bottles
I was an agony, he’d like to cling
(Oh, I felt agony, and he felt spring)
He was older than me, many lines carved his face
I didn’t ask him about the scars
He was a man far fallen from grace, I thought
In a world of black blood and shining cars
My tears ran free and sparkled my mouth
I jerked first as he touched my wrist
Inside I died, and I still cried
When he roughly kissed my lips
He stayed the night and lay with me
His arms were a cage of heat
He said where he wanted me to be
I forgot to struggle, wrapped in skin and sheet
We took the first flight in the morning sun,
He never let go of my hand,
Maybe he was scared I’d be lost and gone
As soon as I knew what he did
We lived in a suite of a Grande Hotel
And later, he presented a ring
I was mute, didn’t know what
Shattered MindPeople are a mysteryShattered Mind3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who knows what they hide
No-one of will ever get close
To knowing what's on their mind
Most people are tough
They have to be to survive
So they never let us know
What happens on the inside
But what happens
When it all gets too much
Who will they tell
Who can they use as a crutch?
Some people go through
So much suffering and pain
Yet are treated with only
So don't pity the loud and the crying
Pity instead the dark and quiet
For they are the ones' most likely
When provoked to grow violent
For they are not like others
Because when you look inside
Not only a broken heart
But also a shattered mind
Stand UpYou let them hold you down, with fear,Stand Up15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Their cruel words are all you hear,
And you wont speak up, from where you lay,
If you don't stand up, here you'll stay.
Were both survivors, you and I,
But you'll never be free if you don't try,
I know its easier to stay this way,
But you only have this one chance to break away.
Stand up, stand your ground,
Use the voice you just found,
This is all a game you'll no longer play,
Because if you let them win then you will pay.
They can't hold you down forever,
Use your brain, you're much too clever,
To let them walk all over you,
You're stronger than that, you know its true.
Because you're stronger than you've seemed,
And smarter than they've gleamed,
You're better than them by far,
Stand up, show them who you are.
Lyrics Only The Moon SingsHere we find ourselves standing on a beach of broken soulsLyrics Only The Moon Sings2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lets turn our ears to the skies above
And lets us listen to the innocents of the moon
Hear its cracks and crevices produce the purest symphonies
With the sun as its muse it sings
While the stars brighten the darkest parts
We try to hide
Delusion episode."Everyone around is happy.. but me!Delusion episode.3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My life's a burden, just too heavy!
Why's everyone gleaming and laughing?
Why my poor soul is lone and hopelessly grieving?
My agony seems so very huge!
My heart hopelessly seeks refuge.
My pain seems to have no end.
World seems more of a foe than a friend.
My days pass by, envying others.
With every futile thought, my happiness wilts and withers.
My mind often thinks irrational.
I find myself caged in a dungeon 'Delusional'."
A place of love and peace.where are you now my love?A place of love and peace.3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I´d really like to know.
Are you happy in the place,
to which you had to go?
Hope it´s a much nicer world
without wars or any blood spill.
No hate or greed dividing people,
no bombs or guns that kill.
Hope all the trees and animals
are cherished, not neglected,
classed important for the environment,
cared for and protected.
Hope there is no cruelty
and abuse of the innocent
and everyone is responsible,
caring and decent.
A world with no injustices and no exploitation,
where the people are united,
man living as one nation.
Just one thing I do know,
though I would never preach,
it must be a better place than here;
a place of love and peace.
Poetry by Suzanne karbach Jan 2015
The Baby GryphonI ventured into the forest to hunt fresh game, little did I know that I found something that would ensure my life would never be the same.The Baby Gryphon1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A baby gryphon lay hurt and bloody, its fur and feathers stained and muddy.
Pity swelled and I carried the poor creature home, tending to its wounds just as the sky started to gloam.
I fed it my freshest stock, laughing as it squawked in delight. My love for the creature soared like a midsummer kite.
When night came and the creature fell weary, I carried it to my bed where my own eyes grew bleary.
I placed the sleepy creature on my chest, mouthing a silent prayer as I know I've been blessed.
Its wings folded tightly to my sides, fearing to let go. I stroked its head fondly and whispered "You are safe now, for this I want you to know."
lady, bitter, and blue i. ladylady, bitter, and blue1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
livid soul, lighting my dark world of friendship into scintillant wonder
aimlessly traveling into hearts full of dynamite
determined to offer passage to those who lack roadmaps
yearning for a land that she is afraid of
(you are so much more than you think you are).
breathtaking, redefining beauty
inside and out, she is an incandescent force
trailing those who need guidance--
though helping others isn't what makes her beautiful
everything else that makes her who she is
radiates stronger than her gut instinct to heal others
(you do so much more than you think you do).
brilliant and blessed, born with a creative mind
lamenting for herself, because she isn't who she wants to be
understanding that she can never be truly 'normal'
even though she can't be perfect, she tries to be
(you can become so much more than you
For YouMy strength is fading fastFor You1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No longer can my life last.
You don't see how hard I fall
But on this night, I'll end it all.
You will see, my heart bleed out
Once more my name, I'll hear you shout.
I tried for so long, though it was all in vain
No matter how much I bled, I still felt pain.
Pain that you could have healed
But you ignored it all, so my wounds were concealed.
I tried to make you see my agony and desperation
But the anger you showed in return only sped my expiration.
You were the only thing that I found worth living for
But I can't bear this world anymore.
Forgive me for leaving you behind
With my death, you will no longer feel confined.
Only you can see what I've suffered through
But in the end I hope you know, that it was all for you..
Smierc romantykaSpisuję ci w testamencie,Smierc romantyka1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To wszystko o co prosiłeś:
Marzeń ostatnie zaklęcie,
W niewoli woli mej siłę.
Miłość mą, niezbyt miłą,
Prostotę moją zawiłą,
Ambicję moją leniwą.
Mądrość mą, niezbyt mądrą,
Wiarę mą, niezbyt wierną
I moją grzeczność krnąbrną,
I wyjątkowość mierną.
W romantycznej spowiedzi,
Oddaję ci wspomnienia,
Bo duszę mą nawiedził
Grzech nie do zapomnienia.
Jest jeszcze na ostatku,
To jedno, najważniejsze -
- zostawiam tobie w spadku,
Te moje głupie wiersze.
The state of my heartOnce full of life and love, adorned with wings,The state of my heart1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
now a vast wasteland between my heart strings.
Widening as time ticks on,
cracked and dry almost numb.
No longer carefree, void of how to feel,
in an abandoned desert, life has no appeal.
Under the surface it´s still beating, somehow going on,
as predictable as the day begins with the rising of the sun.
The time ticks on, days become years,
no rains fall, just salty tears.
Only the heavens full of stars,
know the state of my broken heart.
Poetry by Suzanne Karbach Janunary 2015
Thank You Mark (Poem)I have nothing against Markiplier I love him. This bad poem was a project in class and we had to talk bad about them then it gets good, so enjoy the bad poem!Thank You Mark (Poem)2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Markiplier you scream loud enough like a woman screaming in the Opera
Your voice is annoying when you shout, "I have a chair!
You're immature enough to dance while holding raw fish
Temper is as bad as a earthquake storming
Crazy enough to throw your controller across the room
And yet, your kindness has helped all of your five million subscribers
You have helped me through the darkest of times even when you scream like a little girl
VacancyI am as emptyVacancy2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As the ocean with no seas
Whenever he leaves
Tiny ThingCarefully she caressedTiny Thing1 month ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her Love which grew anew
In a dress seen by but a few
Even though she had never met
This tiny Thing
She knew it was destined that
He'd be taken under her wing
She gave it her Warmth and showed it her Light
She even gave it a kiss
Praying that one day it might
Feel what Love truly is
TimeIf time had stood stillTime4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
before our last goodbye
then we could be together still,
still by each other´s side.
I would tell you all the things,
I´ve longed so much to tell you.
We`d take each other by the hand
our precious love would continue.
They say time is a healer
but time itself won´t tell,
if broken hearts can ever heal,
when missing you is hell.
The time waits for no man,
it races by each day.
The days alone become lonely years
with nothing left to say.
Accept maybe thank you my love,
I was proud, so proud to be your wife.
Thank you for your amazing love,
the way it influenced my life.
Poetry by Suzanne Karbach. 22nd January 2015