My Poems


Oops, sorry about that Lance. ^^;; My mistake. I will try better next time.

Also, Lance is right. Reading the haiku is relaxing, I don't see to many of those either! ^__^ A quite original poet, if i may say so myself! ~origin xD
 
I didn't double post, that were 2 diffrent topics that Liquid Thunder formed in 1 topic, making it seem like I double posted. Sorry 'bout that ^^"

Yeah I liked the cinquian thingy ^^. Haiku's pwn. I'll hope to do a Tanka one day. :)

w000t, I'm original XD.

LT said:
Its impressive that you you just started learning English

Oh well, 2 years isn't really starting eh =P

LT said:
and can type so well

*cough* XD.

A quite original poet

Thankies ^_^

Oh well, if you're intresting in some more of my writing, read my fan fic ;)

I'll post some more poems later. God, I'm in a writing mood this week. Must have been the holidays =P
 
Sorry do double post, but if I edited nobody would see my new poem ^_^

Here it is. Well it's something...special.

Suicide

I'm sitting here. Watching, staring.
Waiting for the time, that he will come.
Waiting, ready to die.

I'm tired of waiting. When will he come?
How much longer, must I bare the pain?
The pain of ignorance.

I'm tired of waiting. When will he cme?
How much longer, must I feel alone?
The feeling of pain, the feeling of destruction.

I'm tired of waiting. He will never come.
I must go to him.
I must be free, free of all pain.

I will go. Go to him.
With only a minor movement,
The pain will go away

Suicide. It is only another step.
A step towards total freedom, the freedom of us all.
 
A new poem. If anybody still cares.

One night

One night,
That night.
It was everything I ever dreamed about.

One night,
That night.
You were all mine.

One night,
That night,
It was just the two of us.

One night,
That night.
The world stopped before our eyes.

One night,
That night.
Time froze, just for us.

One night,
That night,
Is over, but not forgotten.

One night,
That night...
 
Another one coming up.


That girl

There she was,
smiling all nice.
Sitting besides me,
on the morning bus.

She moves elegantly.
As I watch her lips so carefully,
Still smiling so gently.

She had those populair friends.
As they yelled at me,
I watched full of suspense.
Waiting until she reacts.

The bell rang and she left.
She left me there so lonely,
so broken, so suprised.

The little part of hope,
was washed away,
like a chalk drawning on a rainy day.

That girl, so smooth she was.
That girl, so beautifull she was.

That girl, so inaccessible she was...
 
She 'n Me.

She was so close, yet I didn't open my mouth.
She was so sweet, yet I didn't look south.
The south, the place, were she belonged.
She did look, but I was afraid.
Afraid of loosing that good moment.
That moment of feelings.

I watched a movie and felt confident,
enough to finaly say a word.
A gentle hello was all I desired.
But then, just then, you were tired.

Why does the real world struck so much harder then a movie?
Why don't you want to talk to me?​
 
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