thatguy04 Posted November 21, 2004 Share Posted November 21, 2004 This is a poem I just made recently. It may seem a bit morbid for some, but I hope you still enjoy: Heart and Soul My soul yearns to be free With its curious nature constantly restrained To never let loose and be free Because of a those vile three My heart falls and breaks intwine As it hits the bottom of the endless pit Of the sorrow and torment of which is mine Due to those vile three A Mother who can never be a true mother A Father who lacks courage to face his family And a Sister who has no care for her brother But I am no better than these three As I too am as vile as they For I may have a flaw in me As I let my heart and soul rot away Any comments would be welcome, and if you were wondering, I almost snapped one day (gasp) and wrote this poem down somehow instead of breaking out. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adzy Posted November 21, 2004 Share Posted November 21, 2004 Its good...very good. You have obviously have quite an extensive vocabulary, which you could put to good use. Write some more. Even though im only 13, I've wrote a few myself (some because of depression, some for a girl, lol). Herez one of mine: I see da beauty in your eyez, I c your mind with some surprise, It seems as life is a test, What will I do to get the best? How are you won over by, Or is friendship our only tie, You might not luv me, but I love you, And I always thought we could be two, But I see you are not in my reach, For thedesire that I preach, So now I should stop and b so smart, For I canonly get a broken heart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thatguy04 Posted November 21, 2004 Author Share Posted November 21, 2004 Cool (and catchy). Post more of your poems, there nice too. Oh, and I made a mistake on one line, oops (*Because of those vile three). And if you want to read more, I have posted others on this site, so look me up . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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