Poems - Page 2

      Night Thoughts This Feeling They Call Love
      Welcome Softly Cries
      Empty Me The Whispering Trees
      A Questioning Mind Reckoning
      Possessed I Am Not There
      The Game The Agony in a Teardrop
      Remembering the Spring Someday
      The Sound of Being Alone Predictions
      The Love of My Life Plastic America
      Half-Light Just Real
      Directions Quicksand


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        Night Thoughts

        In the dark and lonely nights all my thoughts turn towards you,
        The way you walk, the way you smile and everything you do.
        Your laughter echoes 'round the empty corners of my mind,
        A sound of joy stretching through the realms of Father Time.
        A haunting timbre, a warm tone and yet so full of sorrow,
        A laugh of youth; a laugh of love; the sounds of my tomorrow.
        In my dreams I see you still, standing radiant before me,
        A semblance of true beauty, floating above a tranquil sea.
        As daylight breaks through the dark to shine down upon your head,
        Emblazoned, you turn and beckon me; I follow in your 'stead.
        You lead me away to a secret place, a glade that's warm and plush,
        A haven for two lovers, an eternal paradise green and lush.
        In the glade we sit beneath the cool shade of a mighty, ancient tree,
        Sitting there right beside you, the world unfolds for us to see.
        You lean towards me, your lips parted with a kiss you will bestow,
        But for me it is a kiss, the likes of which I shall never know;
        For in that instant my dream is shattered and I awaken all alone.
        -Joseph Forzano
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        This Feeling They Call Love

        I wish I knew what this feeling is
        I have inside my heart
        It's always there when you're away
        It tears my soul apart.

        It makes me hurt, it makes me cry,
        It makes me incomplete.
        It makes me long for the day
        Our hearts will come to meet.

        I wish there was a cure
        For this feeling deep inside
        It always comes and goes
        Like the never-ending tide.
        But the cure is far away
        There is nothing I can do
        Until I make the journey
        And find the cure in you.

        But until then I must be strong
        And rise up above
        This feeling that I have inside
        This feeling they call love.
        -Dennis Michael Clevenger
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        Welcome

        Welcome to my heart of fear
        Welcome to my game
        Love was one inside of me
        But darkness it became
        Welcome to my nightmares
        Welcome to my pain
        What once was my happiness
        Became destroyed and slain
        Welcome to my sadness
        Welcome to my hate
        Nothing, is what you mean to me
        And blackness is my fate
        Welcome to my emptiness
        Welcome to my sorrow
        Endlessness was yesterday
        And endlessness tomorrow
        Welcome to my darkness
        Welcome to my tomb
        Nothingess is everywhere
        And all are faced with doom
        Welcome to my world
        Welcome to my hell
        Happiness I once was living
        But darkness is where I fell
        -Sarah Soukoroff
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        Softly Cries

        You might not see me watching you
        I do from far away
        it's torture that you're close
        but still I can't get you to stay
        I act like I don't care but if
        you took the time to see
        how deep it is I care for you
        and how it's killing me
        everywhere I see your face
        drown looking in your eyes
        please hear my heart beating
        for you and how
        it softly cries
        and yes, I keep my distance
        if I touch you, you might break
        but I would give my love to you
        for mine is yours to take
        I can't pretend that I don't care
        but fate just brings me pain
        your beauty is my nemesis
        my soul is one that's slain
        and deep within, I have this love
        a rose, already yours
        and just to shed one light of
        hope.. or water, it implores
        at times I think I'm over you
        this changing heart of mine
        but still I'm drawn to you
        so sweet.. intoxicating wine
        and you to me, forbidden fruit
        more tempting every day
        I'd take you from the branch you cling
        if I only had my way
        before you rush to leave me now
        please listen to my song
        don't tell me because I
        don't believe that loving you
        is wrong
        the punishment, so bittersweet
        but then you'd realize
        the heart I have that beats for you
        and how it softly cries.
        -Vicel
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        Empty Me

        Life has passed
        at least for a day
        but that's the price I must pay
        Pay for my sorrows
        Pay for my fears
        And at the end of the day,
        these debts are paid with my tears
        Falling asleep with nothing
        Waking to the same
        People playing with my feelings
        As if it were a game
        Some call it "depression"
        Others say "stress"
        But no, it's just me-
        Alone with my emptiness
        Just me here in my mind
        a dangerous place
        And yet nobody notices
        The confusion behind my face
        -Karamy Ford
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        The Whispering Trees

        If the old porch swing
        could talk
        what a lively tale
        it would tell.
        It would tell of soft
        sweet whisperings
        of coins tossed
        in the wishing well.
        The old porch swing
        still sits there
        moved gently
        by the breeze.
        But the only whisperings
        heard anymore
        are the whisperings
        of the leaves.
        -T.J. Daniels
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        A Questioning Mind

        Why is it that the best ideas
        are the ones most easily forgotten,
        and the most important details
        the ones always overlooked?

        Why is it that the most impossible dreams
        are the ones we want the most
        and the easiest course
        never leads anywhere good?

        Why do you always have too much to do
        with no time to do it,
        yet when you do find spare time
        you can find nothing to do?

        Why does nothing rhyme with orange?

        Why this separation of races
        when we all end the same, formless?
        Why wars over pieces of land
        that are made of the same planet and same air?

        Why do we pay actors for their pretense
        more than teachers get for giving knowledge?
        Why give wealth to those who already have it
        when there are homeless and hungry all around?

        Why the insistence on appearance
        when all fades to dust with time?
        Why the quest for possessions
        that amount to nothing in the next life?

        Why is true love so hard to find?

        Why is it always cold in winter,
        even if the sun is shining brightly?
        Why can birds and insects still fly
        when it's pouring down rain?

        Why is it that society can be
        both good and evil at the same time?
        In a place of freedom,
        why is individualism punished?

        Why do stickers and bubbles
        never fail to bring laughter?
        Why do you still haunt me
        even though you're gone?

        Why can't anything be simple anymore?
        -Amanda Cobb
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        Reckoning

        This day has come
        at last, when I
        must rise and
        meet the next
        unknown, unmindful
        of what the
        future holds,
        uncaring of the
        past's pale ghosts,
        with you beside
        me, lending all
        the courage you
        can spare, and
        filling me with
        wonder as you
        always have
        and helping me
        to dare to love
        and risk it all
        again, today.
        -Karen Higgins
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        Possessed

        In thought
        In word
        In deed
        In love
        possessed
        by you.
        -Cara Yarbrough
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        I Am Not There

        Do not stand at my grave and weep.
        I am not there, I do not sleep.
        I am the thousand winds that blow.
        I am the diamond glint on Winter snow.
        I am the sunshine on ripened grain.
        I am the Autumn's sweet gentle rain.

        When you awake in the morning hush
        I am the swift uplifting rush
        of wakened birds in circle flight.
        I am the soft stars that shine at night.

        Do not stand at my grave and cry.
        I am not there, I did not die
        -unknown
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        The Game

        Feign the illusion of fantasy,
        And hide away from the reality you've made.
        The truth seemed so inescapable,
        And yet it was done, with your world.
        But when your
        fantasy
        Becomes your
        reality,
        Then, what do you hide from?
        Then, where do you hide?

        The truth is overwhelming,
        When seen in plain sight; in open reality.
        But in enclosed illusion,
        We play games in our minds with other people,
        As they play the same games in their minds with us,
        Thinking we don't know.

        And no one wins.
        -Kate Main
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        The Agony in a Teardrop

        The silence of a teardrop
        screams out in tormented pain.
        The flood of many teardrops
        is like a torrential rain.
        They'll drown a broken heart
        or suffocate a tender soul.
        They'll flow without compassion
        when they're on a roll.
        They roll down hill so easily
        and it's hard to make them stop.
        But stop they must
        when there isn't
        anymore to drop.
        -T.J. Daniels
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        Remembering the Spring

        You have softened my heart like the spring
        thaws out the ice. How hard I was.
        How impenetrable and obscure I made myself.
        To myself. With every postulation, every clause
        I sought from the world, I built around me a wintry, stubborn thing.

        A wintry reasoning, like the frost
        that coats and kills October flowers;
        I used it as naturally as the seasons
        just so that budding hopes, and divined showers
        were chilled, and killed alike: both quickly lost.

        A stubborn denial, like an ice sheet
        over the lake, hardening and thickening
        in cold wind, against the sun. So when the rays of light
        shone bright upon me, I denied them, my senses shutting
        in peculiar fear. Not knowing the crack under my feet.

        But the light of spring grows in mysterious ways
        beyond my knowing; embracing my foolish, fearful self,
        it shone through melting frost and ice in ever growing days.

        Stubborn no longer, thus filled with warmth of loving sun,
        I fell through ice and drowned.
        What frigid horror woke me then, how death did stun.

        I died, my body thawed into the lake.
        Now pull me up, and by your rays I'll wake.
        -David Toh
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        Someday

        Oh if they would realize their childishness
        That their egotistical and obnoxious ways are getting them nowhere
        That in the real world, the incompetent fools will be the ones
          knocked flat and disquieted

        And those previously in the shadows will rise forth and stand full in their glory
        Positions reversed
        Reality dawned
        Justice served
        Maybe after their downfall they will know how it feels to be discarded
          the way that they discarded the gentle lambs

        And how the lions which slaughtered these lambs will one day themselves be destroyed
        No more false accomplishments
        No more beguiling actions
        Justice prevailed.
        My tolerance of them is rapidly diminishing.
        For me, their fate unfolds too slowly.
        -Lauren Womack
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        The Sound of Being Alone

        I don't like the sound
        of being alone.
        It's like
        Thunder
        without the
        Flash.
        The sound of one hand clapping
        or an actor
        without an act.
        Life without breath
        the morning without dew.
        The ocean with no water
        or me without you.
        -T.J. Daniels
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        Predictions

        Life gives no promises,
        holds out only 'maybes' that we gather as wildflowers.
        We design the bouquets, pretend that the fragrence will last forever.
        And when the stems bend or petals wilt we always seem utterly surprised that somehow
        they did not exist as we had dreamed in our predictions.
        -Rene Aharoni
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        The Love of My Life

        I want to run to you
        in my times of fear
        I want to laugh with you
        when the time is here...

        I want to walk with you
        down the path of life
        I want to be your lover,
        your best friend, and your wife...

        I want to stand beside you
        in good times, and in bad
        I want to celebrate life together
        in a way we never have...

        I want to look deep into your eyes,
        reach far into your soul
        I want to hold to you forever
        without ever letting go.
        -Becky
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        Plastic America

        Golden arches, Mickey Mouse
        drive through windows, merging banks,
        too many channels, nothing on,
        beepers, faxes, cellular phones.

        Minot looks like Miami,
        take away the snow and add palm trees,
        nothings different, everything the same,
        choices are limited, that's the game.

        Whatever happened to Moms and Pops?
        Flattened by Wal-Marts and franchise shops,
        once there was downtown but not anymore,
        strip shopping centers are such a bore.

        When did we lose our individuality?
        Everyone sounds the same you see,
        everything now is part of a chain,
        soon all people will be the same.
        -Tim the Jester
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        Half-Light

        I'll see you in the half-light
        Just before the morning sun
        I'll see you in the daybreak
        When the dawn has just begun
        I'll see you in the sunlight
        That is streaking through the trees
        I'll see you in the ocean mist
        As it springs from seven seas

        I'll see you in the rainfall
        As it nourishes the earth
        I'll see you in my lover's eyes
        When she struggles to give birth
        I'll see you in the countryside
        So lush in emerald grace
        I'll see you in the mirror
        As a reflection of my face

        I'll see you in the night sky
        A star for all to see
        I'll see you in the printed page
        As you live on through me
        I'll see you in the darkness
        You'll calm my every fear
        I'll see you in the half-light
        And I'll always hold you dear
        -John Casteele
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        Just Real

        every time i see you my head goes blank
        your smile could make me faint
        but no matter how i look at you
        you don't notice my whispers or shouts
        just seeing your face could brighten my life
        right next to me really is so far away
        i try to read the words you write
        i try to hear the words you say
        but i don't know where you're coming from
        you're one person i just can't understand
        your smile is so bright to hide some pain
        but the memory is one you've banned.
        and it's not fair of me to love you
        it's not fair because i don't know who you are
        it's been 63 hours since i saw your face
        and i have no light without you as my star.
        i think you'd die if you ever knew
        that i had such sentimental thoughts about you
        i don't think you'd believe i'm capable of that
        you think i'm some woman who's made of steel
        but the dismal reality is that i'm more human than most
        the stellar truth is that i'm unfortunately real
        i can't save the universe; i can't save myself
        what good am i to you if i am no good to me?
        how am i supposed to help you be yourself
        when i don't know who i want to be?
        and it's these questions that keep me from taking a shot
        it's these questions that won't let me look you in the eye
        and i don't want to sit here and wait for you to feel like me
        i don't want to sit here to wait and cry.
        and if i could tell you how i feel,
        i wouldn't hesitate at all
        if i thought you'd be indifferent
        or if i thought into love you'd fall.
        but you'd laugh, you'd jest
        and i don't think i could stand
        hearing that laughter
        worse than feeling the back of your hand.
        and so i sit here and write this for you and for me
        because my love is something you'll never feel
        but i want you to remember who i am
        and i want you to remember that i am real.
        -Becky Renee V.
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        Directions

        Take a walk down Memory Lane
        Take a right at the corner of Sorrow and Crying
        Walk three blocks down Missing You Avenue
        And there you will find me
        At the Heartbreak Hotel
        -Ása Björg Valgeirsdóttir
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        Quicksand

        Before you fall, look thru the canopy of jungle.
        Be aware that love, like quicksand, can leave you caught unsuspecting.
        Before you panic, stop and think, how sweet a catastrophe love can be.
        Drowning in desire is not as pain ridden as standing on the shores of lonliness.
        Each step a leap is not as foolish as believed.
        Each cliff does not lead to certain death.
        Sometimes the really spetacular views are in the descent.
        Spiral, tumble, roll, enjoy the quagmire of it all.
        Living is only assured when you dare to resist existing.

        -Rene Aharoni
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