Behind These Blue-Green Eyes

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by pisces-music-girl, Jul 30, 2007.

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  1. pisces-music-girl

    pisces-music-girl Well-Known Member

    Hey, my own poem thread. The title of the thread is the title I eventually want to name my poem book.

    You know, once I pull a Dickinson and leave behind a book of poems. ^^

    If any of them could be triggering, I'll mark it so.

    So here we go.

    (I wrote this for freshman english. It was supposed to be one Shakesperian sonnet, but it kind of mutated. ^^ And then I completely abandoned the sonnet-form at the end)

    ***(maybe trigger)
    "The Lost Boy”
    Hark! Listen now to the angel’s chorus
    It is the screams of the many sirens
    As they begin to harmonize for us
    We wonder what the dead boy could have been
    My soul grows tiered, lost and world weary
    I watch the sad wreckage with silent eyes
    And my dismal fate shows oh-so-clearly
    That someday we will eventually die
    Fallen, we are always pushed to be
    Silent, we are forever asked to sing
    Tired, we still fall on our bended knee
    Reassuring lies is all they can bring
    I pen these words behind a closed car door
    On my soul, this impression has wore

    I look up to face the gray cloudy sky
    And realize that by this life, I am bound
    See that stretcher with a body pass by?
    We look for truths, but only lies are found
    While we drown we still try to catch our breath
    Clutching at pieces of what we once were
    Finding our purpose will become our quest
    We will not mourn our dreams as they defer
    We wander a with growing tired feet
    Desperate for warmth and hungry for the light
    (This is our challenge we must always meet)
    Finding in darkness that our fears take flight
    We wonder what should be our sacrifice
    But we find our sanity will suffice

    This is my outcry-
    Will it be our
    Demise? But how soon will we get to fly?
    Will we soon begin our defying rise?
    Suffering through our lengthy daily lives
    We strive for more than we could ever be
    Slaying our pleasures, we are left with strife
    Praying that someday, somebody will see
    What it does mean for us to play pretend
    As we hold our hope- a beacon of light
    Can it be the darkness we do offend?
    The change is small, but it still does get bright
    At last, my car passes the ambulance by
    And for the lost boy, I begin to cry

    Here's another. Freshman year again. Stupid boys.

    3/20/06 “Smile”
    I am no use to him
    I am just someone for him to smile at
    Every day
    For just a little while

    But it tears me apart
    And rips up my heart
    Because I was stupid enough
    To fall for him

    Freshman year again- God, how I never want to go back to that year.

    5/20/06 “Is It Really Worth It?”
    Is it worth it to love him?
    Is it really worth it to feel?
    When all I’ve ever known is heartbreak
    It always makes pain seem too real

    Confusion is my undoing
    And my thoughts are my demise
    Emotions add to the chaos
    I keep hidden behind my blue-green eyes

    It is just too costly to forget him
    Because the memories keep coming back
    But if I fight for a shred of reason
    It’s my heart that gets attacked

    Trying to love him once ended in tragedy
    Falling for him twice only broke me more
    But now I’m falling for a third time
    And these feelings scare me to the core

    So loving him isn’t worth it
    The price is too high a cost
    Because it’s only in the end
    That my sanity will be lost

    Now I'll try to end on a happy note...

    6/5/06 “I’m Free”
    The year is almost over
    School is practically done
    But when I look back in the past
    I see I’ve nearly won

    Even though you haunted me
    And held me captive with your eyes
    I kept up the dance that didn’t fail
    And somehow escaped my demise

    I’m not quite sure how it happened
    But I only know I’m free
    From over eight months of chaos
    That your laugh wreaked on me

    Little did I know that I was to fall for him again that summer...
  2. Darkness N Light

    Darkness N Light Staff Alumni

    Wow I loved all of the poems. They are all deep and emotional. I can say from experience that even though love hurts most of the time or some of the time that it is deffinitley worth the price. As the saying goes it is better to have loved and lost then not to have loved at all. Take care and I love you. :hug: :cheekkiss :hug: :cheekkiss :hug: :cheekkiss :hug: :cheekkiss

    With Love,
    Crystal :hug: :cheekkiss
  3. pisces-music-girl

    pisces-music-girl Well-Known Member

    Thanks livelife. :hug:s back to you.

    This one was for a poetry portfolio this year. (I totally rocked my portfolio)

    His fingers resting on my cheek
    And me all short of breath
    And then he says to me
    Almost in an order
    And almost in an observation
    “You smile”
    And I do what he says
    A grin breaking over my face
    Like the sun breaking over the mountains
    But were all those lovely feelings
    Projected all over my face?
    At his constant nearness
    And his flirtatious ways
    I was just a sophomore
    Who didn’t know any better
    And he a senior who’d had enough
    Almost eagerly I fell blindly
    Into some sort of love
    But then something happened
    After all the smiles and games
    (Was he showing his true colors and stripes?)
    Snubbing me
    Cutting me down
    Smashing my heart into pieces
    And it made me wonder what I had done
    To awaken this sleeping, hating dragon
    And constantly burned by his Aries’ fire
    He ground my heart right into the floor
    Threw it back in my face
    As he icily ignored me
    And me
    Just this poor helpless girl
    Was I so naive to actually believe
    That finally after all these years
    I had found someone
    Who felt the same way about me?

    Here's something extremely light-hearted.

    1/6/07 “Damned Complication”
    Why did you have to make things
    So damn complicated?
    I’m here
    Trying to wrap my mind around
    The fact that you’ve morphed into
    Someone attractive
    And my current muse
    And yet you’re wonderfully oblivious
    To my frustrated screaming
    And my increasing heart rate
    Caused by your nearness
    It makes me want to punch something!

    Heh heh heh, I still wanna punch you sometimes, Kyle. :laugh: Here's another talking to him, more or less...

    I want to confide in you
    And show you
    That I only act tough
    To get me by
    But I’m vulnerable
    And raw
    On the inside
    I want to tell you
    What I fear
    I fear failing classes and exams
    I fear that I’m not good enough for anyone
    And also all my faults
    But I won’t
    Part of me wants you
    To continue seeing me as
    Strong and independent and thick-skinned
    While another part of me is screaming
    That you won’t run away
    If I open up
    And finally tell you
    “I’m scared.”

    Beatles + Janis Joplin + tiredness = this

    Why must all the good voices
    Die so young?
    Falling to needles and bullets
    Were they lonely like me?
    And above all
    Will I die young too?

    I'll have to end it on that note tonight. More tomorrow, probably.
  4. thedeafmusician

    thedeafmusician Staff Alumni

    I like the last one especially. Its short and sweet, but all the poems are good... thanks for sharing. :hug:
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