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The idea behind this place is that instead of starting your own thread with one poem they can all go in here instead.
Here is then, a place for your all your word's of beauty, anger, love, disappointment and anything else you care to add.
Here is then, a place for your all your word's of beauty, anger, love, disappointment and anything else you care to add.
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Forever Me
I'm in a state of depression. At a crossroads at which each path looks bleak and dank.They always say to be yourself but that is what they say and i am not one of them.
I could ignore who i am and continue down my original path after all change is hard.I long to see the end of my time to lie alone and know that it is over, that there is nothing more that i have to do. But that is a long way off and all though i long for the end i must wait, i will not shorten the time it takes it to come. To be my self would be bliss i could for once stop hiding, i would be free. But they would not like that for i am not one of them.
So i hide i push my true self down and cover it in layers of a reflected personality. When they are happy i will be happy, when they are sad i will be sad. Maybe one day the part of me that is me will burn out, the flicker of soul will extingush and i will truely be one of them. But if it will not die if i am to be me for the rest of my existance what then? They know i am not one of them they sense it. I am not one of them.
I push everyone away so that they do not see my soul, the true me but it does not always work. When the walls weaken and the true me escapes they do not like it. I am the enemy. They wish to hunt me down and stamp out the fire that burns within me, but when they leave and I am nothing but ashes the fire rekindles itself and the walls rebuild themselves and i will remain forever me.
I am not one of them.
I'm in a state of depression. At a crossroads at which each path looks bleak and dank.They always say to be yourself but that is what they say and i am not one of them.
I could ignore who i am and continue down my original path after all change is hard.I long to see the end of my time to lie alone and know that it is over, that there is nothing more that i have to do. But that is a long way off and all though i long for the end i must wait, i will not shorten the time it takes it to come. To be my self would be bliss i could for once stop hiding, i would be free. But they would not like that for i am not one of them.
So i hide i push my true self down and cover it in layers of a reflected personality. When they are happy i will be happy, when they are sad i will be sad. Maybe one day the part of me that is me will burn out, the flicker of soul will extingush and i will truely be one of them. But if it will not die if i am to be me for the rest of my existance what then? They know i am not one of them they sense it. I am not one of them.
I push everyone away so that they do not see my soul, the true me but it does not always work. When the walls weaken and the true me escapes they do not like it. I am the enemy. They wish to hunt me down and stamp out the fire that burns within me, but when they leave and I am nothing but ashes the fire rekindles itself and the walls rebuild themselves and i will remain forever me.
I am not one of them.
I've got no idea who Dobhran is, i just found this randomly.
You are my world by Dobhran
I've climbed the Hills, the Mountains
And I've swum the Oceans
Searching for only you
You are the Earth
The Sea
And the Sky to me
You are my World
The man in the Moon gazed down
As I scanned the Heavens
Praying to see your smile
You are the Sun
The Moon
And the Stars to me
You are my Universe
For you I've looked all my life
And now that I've found you
I'll keep you forever
You are the Past
The Present
And the Future to me
You are my Eternity
The Sun, the Moon, the Stars to me
You are my World
~By Dobhran~
You are my world by Dobhran
I've climbed the Hills, the Mountains
And I've swum the Oceans
Searching for only you
You are the Earth
The Sea
And the Sky to me
You are my World
The man in the Moon gazed down
As I scanned the Heavens
Praying to see your smile
You are the Sun
The Moon
And the Stars to me
You are my Universe
For you I've looked all my life
And now that I've found you
I'll keep you forever
You are the Past
The Present
And the Future to me
You are my Eternity
The Sun, the Moon, the Stars to me
You are my World
~By Dobhran~
Words by W.B. Yeats
He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light;
I would spread the cloths under your feet;
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly for you tread on my dreams.
He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light;
I would spread the cloths under your feet;
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly for you tread on my dreams.
If we're going to have other people's and why not? then i'll add this
How Do I Love Thee?
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
How Do I Love Thee?
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
This is something used at my nan's funeral. I never wrote it and i belive this was written by a solder in world war I or II.This was found with his stuff after he got lost in action.The Author is Unknown...
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend.
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Father who knows him best.
When you see the sunset fair,
I am the scented evening air.
I am the joy of a task well done.
I am the glow of the setting sun.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend.
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Father who knows him best.
When you see the sunset fair,
I am the scented evening air.
I am the joy of a task well done.
I am the glow of the setting sun.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
*yawns*
Now im going to bed, back to school tommorow (booo!), goodnight everyone!
Now im going to bed, back to school tommorow (booo!), goodnight everyone!
Flockhart wrote:
> The reason i created this was because there was a flow of poetry at
> the time and it's was getting nice comment's and then dissappearing,
> i wanted somewhere that you can post that will stick around.
> Make your choice, you can either create your own topic for each piece
> and have it dissappear into the achives or you can post here and we
> can try and keep this place in the spotlight.
I know, i'm just saying that I don't think these poems get enough credit, although they are short its often very difficult to write them and think up rhyming words.
> The reason i created this was because there was a flow of poetry at
> the time and it's was getting nice comment's and then dissappearing,
> i wanted somewhere that you can post that will stick around.
> Make your choice, you can either create your own topic for each piece
> and have it dissappear into the achives or you can post here and we
> can try and keep this place in the spotlight.
I know, i'm just saying that I don't think these poems get enough credit, although they are short its often very difficult to write them and think up rhyming words.
Got another one:
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Lost Alone
Sometimes I sit all alone,
And stare distantly into space.
Do I really belong here?
Or am I in the wrong place?
I’m surrounded by questions,
That are flooding my mind.
At some point the answers,
Are what I do hope to find.
My thoughts are extreme,
I’m going round the bend.
If this is a new beginning,
When comes the end?
I often pinch myself,
To check if this is real.
No one understands me,
And just how strongly I feel.
Sometimes I sit all alone,
And stare distantly into space.
I really don’t belong here,
This isn’t the right place.
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Tell me if you like!
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Lost Alone
Sometimes I sit all alone,
And stare distantly into space.
Do I really belong here?
Or am I in the wrong place?
I’m surrounded by questions,
That are flooding my mind.
At some point the answers,
Are what I do hope to find.
My thoughts are extreme,
I’m going round the bend.
If this is a new beginning,
When comes the end?
I often pinch myself,
To check if this is real.
No one understands me,
And just how strongly I feel.
Sometimes I sit all alone,
And stare distantly into space.
I really don’t belong here,
This isn’t the right place.
***********************************
Tell me if you like!
Edge, it sound's familiar, i used to live in gloucester and being a london boy i stood out, so i tryed not to stand out and i hid away, and i became flockhart.
Edgemeister wrote:
> Ashman wrote:
> Woops, I didn't know all poems were supposed to go in one thread.
>
> Ditto :D
The reason i created this was because there was a flow of poetry at the time and it's was getting nice comment's and then dissappearing, i wanted somewhere that you can post that will stick around.
Make your choice, you can either create your own topic for each piece and have it dissappear into the achives or you can post here and we can try and keep this place in the spotlight.
> Ashman wrote:
> Woops, I didn't know all poems were supposed to go in one thread.
>
> Ditto :D
The reason i created this was because there was a flow of poetry at the time and it's was getting nice comment's and then dissappearing, i wanted somewhere that you can post that will stick around.
Make your choice, you can either create your own topic for each piece and have it dissappear into the achives or you can post here and we can try and keep this place in the spotlight.
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