Poetry is one of those art mediums that I believe everyone can enjoy if presented in the right way. Writing has an impact on our lives; whether it be to express a set of feelings, persuade someone else's opinion, or just to make someone laugh, we can appreciate the stories and poems our generation and generations past have written. I just wanted to share some pieces of writing I have written. I have decided to share my pieces of writing, because I want people to feel something that I can communicate. I want to change minds and talk about these serious issues through my writing. Recently a friend of mine ISS_CynderStryke inspired me to share my writing. You're a good friend Remember when we dreamed The days we know for the rest of our lives Are they sparkles in our mem’ries and gleams in our eyes? Those memories which we hold so dear Are they silent shadows, made out of trust and fear? Remember when dreams were made from the shade on a summer’s day? Remember they cut that tree, and cut our dreams away? Our dreams once bulletproof, are weak under sight And crumble into dream dust when they hit the light. The night witch came; she claims what’s ours for her own. Remember when I rebelled and finally said, “No”? She beat me mercilessly with her logical speech And finally when I felt my life was leeched, She spit me out, cracked my heart, and tore my many dreams apart. She exposed the falsehoods, the tragedies, the never-will-be’s. She told me what I refused to see. “Remember when dreams really mattered to those like you and I? Remember when you dreamed you could fly? Remember when I broke you, and you refused to die? Remember when you always asked, “Why?”” Shouting back at her I said, “You can never take what I remember, For that is my power, forever. As long as I can remember what is good, I can look through the lies and falsehoods. I can feel your malice, your bloody pain I can see all that is evil in God’s name. You may break my spirit and my soul, But you can never take back the stories I’ve told. So just rot in a bloody hole, you despicable fragment of my soul.” “You bitter human,” she hissed. “I am you, and I know your fear. Why do you resist knowing your dreams are what I hear? Why should you be so special to resist my hate? You are nothing more than smoke from a flame. You are not special, nor are you wise I see through the deception in your eyes. I see through the past, and I know you’re weak. All you need is a little push and I can find what I seek.” “I have none of which you seek, you hag, And I will always remember, and be glad, For this life is full of endless dreams And even when it comes apart at the seams, As long as I think then I will know That your hatred isn’t the way to go. You are my enemy no longer, Without the guilt I’m much stronger. I’ll stop living with your hate tonight, So I can live finally at first light. Depart from me and leave me be And uncage my memory so I can be free. This is my claim, my choice, my chance To move on without a second glance, And to live my life as if I had not For remembering is the art I forgot. Remembering is a sad song I wish I had the chance to change the wrongs But now the moments make me smile When you no longer haunt and beguile. And with that she vanished, and took the spite And disappeared into the dark, dreary night. With this chance, I dare to fight And remember that dreams do exist in the light.
No stealing. Hands off bond And thank you for the feedback. I can't post in the reserved spots atm, im on droid, so ill just post further poems in a new post.
Here, I'll post another… Solidity Let’s tell the truth, you and I. For true words cannot die, but aye, Love is penetrated by our lies, in my eyes, You are nothing but a devil in disguise. Falsehoods sucked the youth from our bones, Rattling around, deathly alone. A skeletal remain, a reminder once owned, By what we lost, the soul too old. Although your face is real, plagued and solid, Your heart is ghostly, undead, and pallid. Never once did your soul know life, For you decided to cast the mortal world aside. The rope, aye the rope sealed your fate, You couldn’t just work it out, just couldn’t wait? Selfish, stupid, for you the pain was too great? You couldn’t fathom the damage, couldn’t anticipate? Lackluster love lived nevermore Your life spread across the sandy shore As we cried, lamented, and wept, I only stared, wishing I had kept The promise you shouted in an angry rage That I would find another, for I created too much pain? Instead, chasing your ghost, I too, leapt into the sea spray. Swimming farther and farther, as the day faded away. Until my muscles cried for relief, I could move no more And sank lifeless to the bottom of the ocean floor. Finally joining my heartbroken lover in nature’s hands Our lifeless love fading away into the sands.
I always love when someone is able to break through a personal boundary and show a piece of themselves. Especially here. Well done Memory.