Hazel_Eyes Posted February 13, 2005 Share Posted February 13, 2005 Hey People... i've been writing poems for about 3 years or maybe more... i don't know... But anyways... i just wanted to know peopl's true opinions on them and pro's con's and watvea thanks ppl Here's my first one i'm posting... written about a close friend of mine. Negatyvity Never Give Up Refuse Death's Door Stand Tall To The Tension And Do Not Fall Learn To Live On To See Life's Glory Not To End It Today And To End Your Story You Can't See My Heart Pound As You Talk To End Your Fate You Can't See My Eyes Water As You Wish Your Life Shorter You Can't See How Much I Care You Can't See How Much I Tear Just To Know You'll End This Life And Leave Me In Dispair Don't Give In To The Thoughts Fight That Twisted Fate Again Tear Away The Negatyvity Don't Tear Away Your Skin Listen To Me Ill Help Set It Right I Am The One That'll Help You Fight I Am The One That Will Be Near I Am Me That Wants You Here © Colette Gibbings Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hazel_Eyes Posted February 13, 2005 Author Share Posted February 13, 2005 Cacti The bliss of sorrow My mind it twists Into a darkened shallow abyss The seconds drip While the tears they fall From not a gun Nor an arrow But a fool Twist twist Twisting Listing the names of the dead Twist twist Twisting Bellows the angel of death The sorrow of bliss My mind it twists Into a darkened shallow abyss The clock it ticks While the time does pass From not a paw Nor a hand But a claw Twist twist Twisting To charge in the battle of red Twist twist Twisting "All dead on the floor upahead" Twist twist Twisting Another lesson is led Twist twist Twisting But! Only through the eyes of the dead. © Colette Gibbings Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hazel_Eyes Posted February 13, 2005 Author Share Posted February 13, 2005 Fingers of time Shadows of guilt And clouds full of glory In this present It holds someones story Where non-existant souls once lurked The birds of death are perched It would end before it begins As the moon is hidden and Revealed by ominous dark clouds People scutter around like mice Blinded by the darkness With only the moon To guide them to their end It would end before it begins Through the twisted Misshapen fingers of time Flows the horror of life itself Death is around every corner Behind every door Waiting for the moment Of your deceate It would end before it begins © Colette Gibbings Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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