Sweet Agony..Sweet Agony..5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Reflection tears my soul apart
This aching deep within my heart
Of moments gone and memories lost
This love we dream, at any cost
The scattered days and lonely nights
Of secret trysts and fear that bites
so deep it burrows beneath my skin
of pain and longing, seeped in sin
I know the road that I must tred
but still I linger with such dread
For once you're gone, I am alone
My heart again, will turn to stone
Remember me with love and lust
The girl I was before the trust,
Betrayed the love that we once shared
Of days gone by when we once cared
Etched in pages of my life
Twisted cruelly like a knife
This heart, it bleeds, and suffers still
My sanity, has lost it's will
I shed my tears and walk away
To see, again, another day
Of love, that will forever more
Plant this seed of love to store..
'I Swear''I Swear'7 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
like the fingers on my left hand
I had five of them
spare the five on my right
it would be the same
like the thumb, he's quite far from the others
I look up to him
because his music gives him wings
I thought he was the one
like the forefinger, he always points ahead
I look forward to him
because his skills rob him away
I thought he was the one
like the middlefinger,
TakeMy sense of self respectTake2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
what i was willing to
what you were willing to
Hey Ed...Winry Rockbell's P.O.VHey Ed...4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Hey Ed... Do you ever think of me?
Have you ever dreamed of me?
Have you ever thought of me?
Have you ever wanted to see me?
Have you ever loved me?
Have you ever day dreamed of me?
Have you ever tried calling me? Even once?
All these questions run through my mind, wishing I had all the answers to answer them all...
Even if you dont dream of me, I dream of you.
Even if you don't think of me, I think of you.
Even if you don't want to see me, I always wanted to see you.
Even thought you don't love me, I'll always love you.
Even thought you don't want me, I'll always want you.
Even thought you don't day dream of me, I always day dream of you.
Even if you don't call me, I'll always call you with no time to spare.
Even thought all of these questions go un-anwered by you, I can always answer your questions without any hesitation.
Whatever happens between us, I wouldn't back down.
Whatever happens, I'll know if my heart still loves you or wethe
Life tellsThe sun is sweet uponLife tells5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The silent sings along
And the crud is dying
Alone and empty...
Now i have to write
On a fruit-less paper
That i can not create...
And there is the world
Staying in a silver sand
Imploring to speak
La Ley De AmorEl amo es una bendiciónLa Ley De Amor3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
y al mismo tiempo una maldición
por un momento estas feliz
y al otro te quieres morir
Después de un largo tiempo de meditar
a una decicion estaba por llegar
yo no quería todo eso pasar
así que decidí, jamas me quería enamorar
Yo a toda costa lo trataba de evitar
tenia miedo de que me fuera a alcanzar
mi punto de vista cambio al verte pasar
y nuestras miradas se tuvieron que cruzar
Comprendí que el amor no se puede evitar
A todo mundo un día le llegara
Cuando uno menos lo pueda esperar
Y del amor nadie podrá escapar
Esa es... La Ley De Amor
undead love 2 It was that day today. Da Kurlzz's 'Girl friend' wanted to "hang out" with him. This was not good, even though she was ok, but she kind of creeped him out. She was always leaning on him, crying to him, and never let him say anything that would stop her crying. If he dared to say one word she would yell at him and scream in a tantrum of anger. He almost felt jealous of her. Why did she always get some one to lean on? What about his problems? Who would listen and be a man for him? Da kurlzz sighed with uneasiness. What was he going to do?undead love 25 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
"Hey hot one. Why didn't you pick up the phone?" She called him about 12 times before he even dared to pick up. He never could predict her actions. It just felt weird talking to a high pitched freak.
" Uh, I was at the studio getting the drum set ready for the next concert." This was always his excuse, and she always believed it. The t
Quiet reflections.Quiet reflections.5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Now the night was over
the dance had been and gone
a violet haze of moonlight
sang its brightest song.
A gentle hush just lingered
like the comfort of a friend
seduced by its silence
like a fragrance heaven sent.
Floating through the trees
a stifled breeze caught her long black hair,
and her girly gown of chiffon white
glowed opal in the air.
Barefoot she tiptoed lightly
o'er land all dry and parched,
'til she crossed a lowly puddle
an oasis in the dark.
So she tossed a tiny pebble
watched the ripples start to grow,
quiet reflections swam to surface
of a love she'd always known.
Tomorrow she would tell him
there would be no long goodbyes,
for they would dance 'The Waltz of Life'
together, side by side.
A.M.Young (Please respect copyright)!
Once there were RonWiruOnce there were RonWiru4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
~Once there were two men in black with green eyes~
A superior who nags
about unecessary lags
Often lift his glasses in
front of other officers
A lad who boasts
as he proudly toasts
Sometimes tugs his tie
as he smirk with his sweet lie
They're both different in age and height
Both have different mind,
won't accept overtime after nine
The superior's a workaholic
and always with his critiques
A man of rules and policy
Obeys the officials of democracy
He priors over his work
and not the clerk
Having a sweet talker
as his co-worker
A laid back person
Withour proper lesson
He has a good brain
But always rants like a train
The blonde lad
always drive him mad
In missions together
it became better
Armed with deathscythes
they're ready for fights
For the sake of duty
they fight the demons without mercy
Obtaining the records
In a mission without an accord
But after one fight Wiru fell
and no one can tell
when the sickeness will be over
and when will he recover
PARADOXPurposely risking the lives of everyone they know for just one nightPARADOX4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Alone together. The entire universe is at stake, but
Right now the two men, the same man, don't seem
As if they could care less about their fate. But they
Otherwise this one night might turn into a
compleX nightmare of billions of impossibilities, something they both know can never happen. After all, not all of time can be rewritten.
I Am Eponine I look at himI Am Eponine2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
My heart fills with joy
I look at him
He makes me happy
I look at him
He can never be mine
I hear his voice
So soft, so kind