Did You Love MeDid you love me then?Did You Love Me4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Do you love me now?
If you ever did
Can you tell me how?
How you could leave me
And love someone new
Was it really that easy
To leave me and you
You live in our house
And sleep in our room
While I share with a mouse
In a depressing gloom
I still have your picture
The one where you laugh
When you loved me for sure
And we didn’t have a past
I still catch a whiff
Of your love and perfume
But if I step off this cliff
I will be with you soon
So meet me at the end
And we’ll ride off together
And our souls will mend
big blueAdriftbig blue5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
in the big blue.
So alive in the surf,
so afraid to break the surface
Staring up through the dappled sun,
tail swishing in wonder.
How i wish for
the Celtic Sea
is my big blue playground.
My bravado grows in the night.
are just bright enough to guide me.
The moon controls the tide,
the dawn sends me
Within My RoomHide inside, they will not find me in my lonely room,Within My Room23 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But for so long I've been inside, will this become my tomb?
The outside world, it scares me so, I can't escape this feeling,
The people there, they cannot hide the innocence they're stealing,
They fight and steal and turn their backs on those that love them so,
My confidence, it's been crushed down, given no room to grow,
My heart it pounds at the very thought of being around these creatures,
The ones who care most about themselves and their own outer features,
Inside my mind, I'll never find the solution or the cure,
They'll just keep dwelling on the things that keep them so impure,
Meanwhile, I'll sit here, alone in my room, watching things transpire,
They'll tear themselves down, one by one, like a spreading fire,
I cannot leave this sanctuary, by my fears I've been consumed,
So here I'll hide, until I die, alone within my room.
The BorderIt's like a borderThe Border9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
which I can't pass
because my passport has a disorder
the cop is throwing stones,and I'm out of gas.
A mountain stands before me
I can't get to the other side
there are no tunnels,no sea
the cop is coming,all I can do is hide
An unknown strength pulls me into its grip
like a broken record,I stutter
I don't want to face the cop
I try to climb the mountain,but I always fall down
in the sea of embarrassment,I try to swim
with movements weirder than a chameleon's
the border shall not be passed
I can't show myself to the foreign country
the cop will not find me
I feel content in this sea of embarrassment.
Poetry Comp 03: At HomeSlowly and majestically, little ice fairies camePoetry Comp 03: At Home12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gliding down and down, all of them looked the same
Their touch granted me an icy gown that shined bright
Bright like a diamond in the lonely, arctic night
I sadly shivered the dress off; it cannot be this way
"I want to go home," I thought as I slowly drifted away
A wandering iceberg, and I, stranded on my winter throne
The night sighed, pushing me deep into the frosty unknown
How did I came to be on this frozen domain, lost and alone?
I can't remember...all I can recall is that I'm on my own
Abandoned here, I'm subjugated to this unwanted isolation
Am I going to be cursed here, forever on this vacation?
Emeralds danced on the black water and winked at me
I looked toward the night sky to witness it's beauty
Green and blue flames fluttered in the sea of stars
The Northern Lights- like fireflies in luminescent jars
I was back in the countryside, there's a nice autumn breeze
I felt the grassy fields that were home to my sweet honeybees
Miserable Secret... (Afraid)This unspoken feeling, we know it rather well,Miserable Secret... (Afraid)16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For we've both hidden it inside, afraid to tell,
Afraid of this feelings power to break,
Afraid of giving another your heart to take,
Afraid that, perhaps, it won't be reciprocated,
Afraid that things won't go as we anticipated,
Either way, we kept it inside,
We never expressed it, we chose instead to hide,
Pretending we're happy, we put on a smile,
"Wishing I could tell you," all the while,
But both too afraid, we'll go on as friends,
And you know that's okay, because in the end,
As your friend or your lover, I'll always be here,
To pick you up when you fall, to abolish your fear,
It's true that I love you, but I'll never say,
So best friends we are, and best friends we'll stay.
Father's promiseCastles may crumbleFather's promise16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and dreams may not come true
but whatever there will or never will be
I'm holding on to you
Stone halls may come down
and walls may fall apart
kings may bow and swords may break
I'll guard you with my heart
Soldiers may go weak
I cannot see our fate
but though shields may falter and iron may bend
I'll live just for your sake
My little rose king
you shall not weep
'cause though my life's fading
this promise I'll keep.
.|Dreamscape|.Hold my hands and imagine;.|Dreamscape|.17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A place no one can see.
Where memories are lived out
And oaths cease to be.
You can paint your skies
The colours of your dream
And swim in the waters
Of forgotten galaxies.
If everything you can imagine
Could sprout wings and fly.
Would you follow regardless
Of what you leave behind?
Would you abandon stability
And take to the unknown
To follow something reckless
But all the same your own?
Losing you.....!My happy life was ripped open to the coreLosing you.....!5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when you were taken suddenly, I fell to the floor
I felt lost, so alone, no reason to carry on
unanswered questions left, I was the dying swan
I pleaded with the angels to return you to me
but they wouldn't listen, just said that you were free
its hard for the ones that are left down on earth
for we must continue living, without much mirth
I guess you are out of pain now, and that was why
you were given you own wings, and taught to fly
© Lissie Bull 2014 All rights reserved
I'll Bite My TongueI’ll bite my tongue if that’s what is neededI'll Bite My Tongue9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’ll clamp down hard until it starts bleeding
I’ll catch rain drops on its very tip to clean
I’ll purify all that is now undermining a dream
I’ll lie to myself because denial fits much better
I’ll weep over sentimental tokens and love letters
I’ll try to then keep the bleakness locked up tight
I’ll retreat to the haven of a star-studded night
I’ll sing and scream until my lungs give out
I’ll hide the scars love has brought about
And keep silent this gnawing pain again
Heaven forbid anyone gets sucked within
To where a collection of shivering bones
rattle in time with the phantom's moan
Just a poemI took a look at my soul last night and you won't believe what I sawJust a poem9 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Behind the cobwebs was all the things I'd been hiding, every little flaw
Anger, pain, misery, and all my sins jumped out and laughed at me
I got discouraged, I felt down, I knew this wasn't who I wanted to be
On my knees I went begging the good Lord to forgive me for my past
Then God sent the wonderful people I call friends to help me through it all, and before the night was over, I'd found true peace at last.
Have you ever thought...?The pills in your hand,Have you ever thought...?14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The knives next to you as you lay there,
The alcohol you drink every night,
You are suicidal,
Have you ever thought of listening to music to ease your pain instead of adding tothe pain,
You hurt yourself and others by not accepting that people care about you,
Have you ever thouht of writing stories instead of writing words like "useless, fat, failure, distugusting, and pathetic" into you own skin,
Have you ever thought that yuo're not afraid to keep on living instead of telling yourself that you can't live with this anymore,
Have you everasked youself how many people care about you instead of telling yourself that noone does?
Never forget that atleast one person in the world will care about you amd would be devastatd if you would leave this world, so whenever you are feeling like you want to end it all, just remember that the BVB army and the MCRmy care about everyone in the world who feel alone.
STAY STRONG KILLJOYS AND LEGION OF THE BLACK MEMBERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fear not this nightFear not this night,Fear not this night16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
though dark and shady.
Fear not this fight,
though violent and bloody.
Fear not your right,
tough ridiculed and denied.
Fear not the throne,
your father sat upon.
Fear not your crown,
though all laced in lies.
Fear not your bride,
nor that golden ring.
One day I will win the war,
for you shall stay our king.
'bed in summer'In winter, I get up at night,'bed in summer'21 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see,
The birds still hopping on the tree.
Or hear the grown-up peoples feet,
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue.
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?
DiverDon't you dare to look at the sun, don't yearn for itDiver21 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your place is here, between the thorns with no roses in sight
You're caged in your ribcage, there's a pounding heart
Awaiting an attack, a fix of diet pills
You'll burn once you come out, you have to keep quiet
So no one notices or senses a thing
Keep the screams and crying choked down inside your throat and
Dive deeper into your suffering
Shadow Of SorrowHave you ever heard of the shadow of sorrow?Shadow Of Sorrow3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of course not it's only a shadow
A shadow of sorrow that it borrows
Hidden in plain sight
Hidden because a smile outshines the dark
Laughter that's louder than sorrow's silence
Eyes that light up for a show of lies
You would never know because it's timeless
No one pays attention to a shadow
Sad isn't it?
Too bad people are too shallow
It would make life so much easier
Isn't it all grand?
Being able to hide all of that sorrow in a shadow
You'll look like you have an empty hand
It's so easy to be able to hide
Do you want it to hide?
Of course you do, don't let them know
You can't let them know or you might die
Don't want to be a burden like that shadow
BrokenI stoop down low and what do I see?Broken8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A weighted down human staring at me.
She has dull, empty eyes full of her remorse
Weights draped round her neck just like a curse.
Weights made of words like Loss, Grief, Regret
Don't worry my friend, there's no need to fret
I'm here to lighten your burden, share the load
And out her story comes, out of her mouth it flowed.
I remove her burden, place it on my neck
She cries on my shoulder, she's become a wreck
With each and every word her load begins to lighten
With each and every word her face begins to brighten.
She's become stronger as I carry her sorrow
She has found a listening ear to borrow
What a wonder a friend is to the suff'ring
A shared load, oh what strength it can bring.
At the end of her tale she looks into my eyes,
She tells me, "Without your help I may have died."
The weight was becoming too much to bear,
Her frail neck shaking with despair.
As I carried her burden for a small time
Out of her sadness, she began to climb.
Giving up!!Sitting in the darkness, is the best place to beGiving up!!5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
hidden from every eye, staying out of view
feint shadows of my surroundings seen
no real colour found, just a hint of a deep hue
It`s hard to stay in the light, when you feel so low
unloved, unwanted, pushed out from all that good
remaining in the blackness of sorrow
knowing now that I am so misunderstood
I am but a shell of all that I stood for
down trodden by enemies, where else should I go?
but hide in the depths of this unyielding hell
here to remain for eternity, oh well..!
© Lissie Bull 2014 All rights reserved
Im not crazySome say I'm crazy but,Im not crazy9 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I think not.
I just want to see blood.
Boiling in a pot.
Some say I'm crazy but,
I'm no joke.
I just want to wrap my hands around a throat,
And squeeze till you croak.
Some say I'm crazy but,
I take great pride,
In my art,
Of skin and bones
Of those who died.
PerspectiveTo me I am nothingPerspective24 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To me I am worthless
But to others I am everything
And to some I am priceless
It is all in perspective
About the things I refuse to see
All I can see is something defective
Self consciousness blocks out the things I could be
Yet my friends see something with prospective
They see the possibility of greatness in me
Bones and StonesThere once was a girl who lived at the bottom of a hole.Bones and Stones2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It was dark and damp and really, in fact, not all that nice.
She slept with worms and the crawling things nestling in her unkempt hair.
It was cold, and unnerving living within the ever moving earth.
the girl would never abandon the only comfort she's ever known.
The sanctuary of her home of bones and stones.
Pencil ShavingsSomedays, I'm a led pencil. The tip of it all.Pencil Shavings4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I help draw the entire picture, instead of writing on the wall.
Other days, I'm just the space between the words I write.
I hold everything together without actually being tied. I'm
not part of the sentence as a whole, but instead I'm just the
empty space that holds it all together, the part of the
sentence that makes the words around it fit.
But I don't get any recognition for the dead that I do. I just
go unnoticed, and people see right through; they see right
through the empty space that swims in the river of words
around it in the ocean of the notebook page.
I don't mean to be there sometimes, but since I'm just empy
space on a notebook page, I can't be erased. But if someone
took an eraser and took away all the words, there would be
nothing but empty space on that page; nothing but me.
But when someone finishes writing something, they don't just
erase what they've done. So there is still empty space between
the words on the page
Pain/FearSickly feelingPain/Fear4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
deep within, My twisting gut
seems to make me sick,
This stabbing pain
in my ribs, Makes me double
over in vain, It tries to make me behave,
Though by pushing, It just makes
me afraid, Fear rips through
me, Pokes and pries, It tries
to reach, Every nook and cranny
screams for help, As pain
and fear, Takes control,
My body’s mind
starts to wonder, While fear
makes it take the wrong road,
Coming up with solutions
of the worse possible outcome,
So I ask
please pain, Go away,
And please someone
take the fear away…