Do you mind if I post a broken one? I had one that I was half done that I just finished!! I warn you it's kinda obscure!! And at first glance you might not be able to understand what it is about...if you dont I'll explain it later!! XD ( its about a heart being broken by a lying man XP)
Gold as Blood Sun gleams on you Reflects your beauty Yet thy gilded looks Are decievingly faulty I gave you my heart Ripped it from my chest Trusted you with it My soul might be at rest But how did you repay The terrible price I gave In saying three little words? You trashed me Bashed me Broke me Why My heart Can never be fixed It is is millions of shards Nothing but a memory Why You are golden as blood And beautiful as a snake And filled with selfishness My heart did you break
Slipping, sliding, dancing shadows no sign of hope or light Death is wrought by hands of ice, darkness falling light Stars dance upon his shadowed brow, do light a brow of snow Blood drips from eyes of sorrow cried bleeding black, cold woe Sun despised by King of Lies yet falling tears do freeze Upon a face the light doth grace, to battered bloody knees A darkened gloom, no shining moon, the battle won and lost To beat the black, ice shadows cracked, and pay an unknown cost Death by shadow ice, bloodlust sacrifice Death by shadow ice, darkness rule sufficed
See kinda obscure XD I swear it's about a breaking heart though!! Well to be more specific a heart being poisoned...
I've gotta sleep! Seeya later! I hope to read many more poems In the morning! Some topics to entertain you while I'm gone: tropical evening alarm clock curtains in the breeze eyelids a locked chest box under the bed I wrote a poem called checkmate, and Id like to see how you all interperate this topic!
Our Freedom is gone, Its been taken away There are those who would find it Yet all they do is stray As rare as a diamond, Or rarer it seems Where could it have gone, 'Sides a river of screams The lost cannot find it, It is left up to you But the wind wears the welcome, So alone you are too For Freedom's gone missing And it gleams in the night Yet none can retrieve it But those few who still fight
Yeah dis I understand. Love is such a fickle emotion. People of this generation treat it like garbage.
Unfortunately I'm off too!! I've got tae kwon do!!( that's right I'm ninja! XD) but I'll be back in an hour and ready to battle!!!! And sholron...I see why your poems were published!! That was amazing!!!