My love is strong / But my heart is weak / Bottled inside / My feelings fade
Poetry helped me put behind a lot of painful memories and relationships
Poetry helped me put behind a lot of painful memories and relationships
a list of things I ask in my partner..
another poem of mine. ...a list of things I ask in my partner..
i caught a glimpse of her swinging high from the old elm / in the field on grandpa’s farm / her black booted feet swaying back and forth / ...
The dance of me / no longer taps her melancholy tune in the moonlight… / The song of me / no longer lulls her lonely notes beneath the st…
The bell of doom resounds in my ears… / Beelzebub’s alarm clock beating rhythmic time in my head… / Fear of walking the earth alive… ...
ruffled red panties / urine’s pungency flairs the nostrils / little girl tries to flee the beast / why did he tear her with calloused hands?...
The suffocating air fills my heart, turning it into ice as the pain and madness take over my soul…
This was going to be my entry for the writing competition about the DARK but after writing it and pasting it into this, I find that it has too many lines so I might re-write it. But I would still like to know what eveyone thinks. Thanks! -Brittany Callis
Un-triumphantly Winning over the insanity of framed pictures of perfection / She feels every quake of the earth Every lightning strike of …
This is a poem I found saved on my computer that I wrote on October 11, of 2004 so I would have been 17 years old at the time. Let me know what you think please. Thanks!
YOU CAN FIND ASYLUM IN ALMOST ANYTHING IF YOU TRY / I LIKE THE PEOPLE HERE, BY-AND-BY, SHE SAID WITH A SIGH / I GET REALLY STRESSED OUT SOM…
This is about being made to clean up a mess that someone else made, or more specifically it is about having to deal with problems other people have created for you because they think it is alright to do anything to you with no concern for the effect it has on you or the people that you love.
normally most people wanting to escape would go south I’m sure – to Mexico / but for some reason I ended up in France…
Normally most people wanting to escape would go south I’m sure – to Mexico, / but for some reason I ended up in France… ? This is about seeking life, liberty, dreams, and love. This is about trying to escape pain, death, abuse, and hate. The Spanish language represents the pain in my mind, spirit, body, and heart. The French language represents the hope of rebirth, romance, love, and life. I am a conscientious objector and this is about political persecution, escape, exile, and the realization that there is no escape, from the State, even in a foreign country.
The days have been short / As the hours blend together / A depressing time of sorts / Still I hold on by a tether / An interesting little cha…
The days have been short / As the hours blend together / A depressing time of sorts / Still I hold on by a tether / An interesting little character / Has popped up in my head / I write and sketch to placate her / And ward off days of dread The time you take to come and see / Means so very much to me / To connect to you in little ways / Helps keep me sane through darker days And adds extra sparkle to the lighter ones… My humble thanks, / Rella Meet Lalaini Liardet…she’s likely to get up to all sorts of adventuring….
Somehow there is one sense / Her hands embrace the cup
....like a fire quietly burning….the embers smouldering….softly in my heart
You asked me to forgive you….for treating me so bad
A great love story
Red is the color of her bleeding heart / Being ripped apart / Red is the color of her broken soul / Unable to be consoled / Red is the color …
I am not a fan of crazy love, but I adore this song by Damien Rice / Insane / Should I speak? / Should I bother shaking hands? / Am I weak If I leave it as it stands? / I’ve submerged / And I’ve surfaced with the blame / I guess I’m no good, I guess I’m insane Should I go, if she calls out my name? / And if she bleeds, should I wipe up the stain? / And if I’m low, can I drown in this rain? / I guess I’m no good, I guess I’m insane And I hate when you say / That I never fight for you / Sometimes you breathe / All over my scar / And you always end up / Closer than close / That’s where I give in Should I confess / The actions of a hand / In my mind / I’ll betray you once again / Why should I climb? / What is there to gain? / This is no good / This is insane And I hate when you say / That I never fight for you / Sometimes you breathe / All over my scar / And you always end up / Closer than close / That’s whenre I give in You’re taking, you’re taking / You’re taking me down / You’re taking, you’re taking / You’re taking me down / And you always end up / Closer than close / That’s where I give in I think it has quite a hint of Tears for Fears to it also – the repetition of Mad World led me to the final line :)
I enjoy the pain of unhealed hurts / My hands burn in the fire / I’ll get what I’m asking for
Music: Elton John. Lyrics: Bernie Taupin / What have I got to do to make you love me? / What have I got to do to make you care? / What do I do when lightning strikes me? / And I wake to find that you’re not there. / What do I do to make you want me? / What have I got to do to be heard? / What do I say when it’s all over? / And sorry seems to be the hardest word. / It’s sad, so sad. / It’s a sad, sad situation. / And it’s getting more and more absurd. / It’s sad, so sad. / Why can’t we talk it over? / Oh it always seems to me / That sorry seems to be the hardest word. / What do I do to make you love me? / What have I got to do to be heard? / What do I do when lightning strikes me? / What have I got to do? / What have I got to do? / When sorry seems to be the hardest word.
I’m indecisive / As I sit on the edge of my bed / Unable to think / Tears streaming / As I blink Are you breaking your promise? / You’re al…
Casts not its gaze on me / For there within, there’s no perfection
When hurt or lost, we must find our true selves
waiting and searching / for a land within a dream / tripping and learching / while trying to find my feet / leaning and swaying / it seems i’m…
First song i’ve written in a while, i think it turned out ok though.
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