- Apr 16, 2011
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Come on, folks! Crack ye knuckles and post your poems.
Let me starto~ (I'm an amateur and had no formal study in terms of poetry writing).
~freestyler~
Here are some of the stuff I made:
Let me starto~ (I'm an amateur and had no formal study in terms of poetry writing).
~freestyler~
Here are some of the stuff I made:
Was it so long ago,
That you and I met
In a room where most
Ignore each other.
It was that moment
That our eyes crossed
And you smiled
And I smiled.
Yes, it wasn’t that long ago
That we bent our heads
To talk in secret
And laugh at our own childish pleasure.
It was that moment
That I knew I had a friend:
Someone I could laugh with,
And perhaps cry with.
Yes, it was our scattered lives
That drew us close
And opened our eyes to a reality
That we are not alone when we think we are.
It wasn’t so distant then.
That memory
Of you and I
Smiling.
And so perhaps,
It won’t be of much matter
If we would be separated once again
For I know I’ve a friend
In you.
That you and I met
In a room where most
Ignore each other.
It was that moment
That our eyes crossed
And you smiled
And I smiled.
Yes, it wasn’t that long ago
That we bent our heads
To talk in secret
And laugh at our own childish pleasure.
It was that moment
That I knew I had a friend:
Someone I could laugh with,
And perhaps cry with.
Yes, it was our scattered lives
That drew us close
And opened our eyes to a reality
That we are not alone when we think we are.
It wasn’t so distant then.
That memory
Of you and I
Smiling.
And so perhaps,
It won’t be of much matter
If we would be separated once again
For I know I’ve a friend
In you.
do you fear the inevitable silence
that comes and goes without warning
do you fear the irksome pauses
that we sometimes have when we talk
it's like showing us we're running out of stories
or perhaps we're slowly reaching the apex of interest
do you fear these meddlesome thoughts
that pass by quickly through our minds
it's like we're holding on to something fragile
when perhaps it's already lost
that comes and goes without warning
do you fear the irksome pauses
that we sometimes have when we talk
it's like showing us we're running out of stories
or perhaps we're slowly reaching the apex of interest
do you fear these meddlesome thoughts
that pass by quickly through our minds
it's like we're holding on to something fragile
when perhaps it's already lost
bleed
like i do
when i see your face
your eyes hold me
with that withering gaze
weep
like i always do
when we pass by each other like strangers
your silence breaks me
and tears my heart to pieces
grieve
like they do
when you greet me in my coffin
i've fought and lost the battle
but i'm probably not in heaven
like i do
when i see your face
your eyes hold me
with that withering gaze
weep
like i always do
when we pass by each other like strangers
your silence breaks me
and tears my heart to pieces
grieve
like they do
when you greet me in my coffin
i've fought and lost the battle
but i'm probably not in heaven
i fear getting close to people
there's always that risk
they lie even when they smile
they can hurt you
but i fear being alone more
there's that familiar silence
that slowly invites
loneliness in
(haiku)
there is nothing here
sakura leaves keep falling
i am missing you
there's always that risk
they lie even when they smile
they can hurt you
but i fear being alone more
there's that familiar silence
that slowly invites
loneliness in
(haiku)
there is nothing here
sakura leaves keep falling
i am missing you
The silent lovers share a fleeting kiss
A kiss made by the eyes
One blue-green, one amber
With one look, both drown in sighs
A woman holds a child in her arms
While her eyes go astray
To where a man sits beside his wife
The searing pain won't go away
The man smiles but thinks of her
The woman in his peripheral view
He sees her with her newborn child
The emptiness won't go away
They have only that moment to share
A kiss made by the eyes
But for all the love they silently keep
Only heartache is the prize
A kiss made by the eyes
One blue-green, one amber
With one look, both drown in sighs
A woman holds a child in her arms
While her eyes go astray
To where a man sits beside his wife
The searing pain won't go away
The man smiles but thinks of her
The woman in his peripheral view
He sees her with her newborn child
The emptiness won't go away
They have only that moment to share
A kiss made by the eyes
But for all the love they silently keep
Only heartache is the prize