(Working on a title) - Writers Forum

MrPenguin589 · 03-25-2007, 01:21 AM

I actually have four poems here for you. I may turn them into songs, which is what I do, but until then, they're poems. They are all written for/about the same person. I will add more as I write more, which will be often. I have written all four of these in the past two weeks, the three most recent of which were written in the last three days. I make a point of writing at least one poem and/or song a day.

Untitled #1

My whole life has been blind,
Ignorant to the light of truth.
But always, I've needed something
That I could hold on to.
You... you seem to be, to me,
Everything, that I need.
Oh, but your eyes look past me,
And into what, I'll never know.

A burning question,
Something I need to say.
A burning desire,
For what I had yesterday.
Where are you now,
The only one I really need.
Oh, where are you now,
The only one of all I really want.

I give my heart to you so easily,
So I only hope you see me.
Me, who gazes from the background,
Me, who need these things to live.
My life is undone, adrift in a sea,
You, only you, can call me to shore.
I want this, more than before,
I want you, more than before.

Does time run low,
To when we leave?
Or is time unbound,
To leave us free?
Oh, there of course could be "us,"
All we need to do is ask.
You now seem so attainable,
So now, don't break my heart.

Untitled #2

I saw you again,
But did you see me?
I saw you again,
But did you see me?
All I know,
Is that if those,
Wandering eyes,
Could happen upon me,
Perhaps,
Just for once,
I wouldn't, be alone.
I think it a shame,
To be ignored,
To be the one,
The one that really...
But no, no, forget what I,
Have said.
It's pain, oh,
A pain that only
Wants... to... cry.

Did I see, what I had hoped,
And prayed, that I would see?
Did I see, did I see,
Did you notice me?
Oh, I do wish,
Oh, I do doubt.
This... this is only,
Broken dreams, and broken hearts.

I saw you again,
But did you see me?
I saw you again,
But did you see me?
All I know,
Is that if those,
Wandering eyes could
Happen upon me,
Then perhaps,
Just for once,
I wouldn't be alone.
I only wanted to go home,
To dwell on my misfortune,
Where I am the only one,
The only one that cries alone...
But no, no, forget what I
Have said, everything,
That I have said.
It is pain, you know,
A pain that only
Wants... to... cry...
I will not hold this back.
Though I do wish,
Staring at the darkened ceiling,
In many a sleepless night,
That it would all,
Just go away.
But instead, I, cry.

Did I see, what I had hoped,
And prayed, that I would see?
Did I see, did I see,
Did you notice me?
Oh, I do wish,
Oh, I do doubt.
This... this is only,
Broken dreams, and broken hearts.

So many times,
I have wanted this.
So many times,
I have wanted you.
So many times,
I have left alone,
Asking why,I must be so shy.
So many times,
So many tears fallen cold.
So many nights,
So many saddened songs.
So many times,
I have left alone,
Asking why,
I must be so shy.

Why, can't, you see me?
Why, can't, anything be,
The way, I want, it to?
Why, can't, I live free?
Why, can't, I be me,
In a world, without, you?

Did I see, what I had hoped,
And prayed, that I would see?
Or was it,
Or was it,
Or was it,
Only me?

Untitled #3

I walk this empty street,
My footsteps echo flat,
My head was lowered,
Looking into nothing.
Raindrops fall so lightly,
Landing soft like feathers,
Upon the ground I tread,
Looking into nothing.
A shallow sigh, small tear,
The only signs I'm alive,
In such a cold world,
Bereft of love.
Days on end, over again,
Only my heart to beat,
This ragged, tired tempo,
Walking into nothing.

There is nothing in my world.
No laughter, no light,
Only cold steel
And cracked pavement.
No love, no life,
Only silent screams
And a shattered heart.

I see scattered images,
Memories of black and gray,
Tears never cried,
Fallen into nothing.
Rain turns to snow,
As summer turns cold,
Winter lifts it's head,
Looking into nothing.
Silence, all in all,
No one to hear, here,
Nothing else here,
Falling into nothing.
Days on end, over again,
Only my heart to beat,
This ragged, empty tempo,
Walking into nothing.

There is nothing in my world.
No laughter, no light,
Only cold steel
And cracked pavement.
No love, no life,
Only the silent screams
Of a shattered heart.

Nothing falls down,
It only sits and dies,
Decaying in mediocrity,
Falling into nothing.
The wind had died,
So long ago, but I still,
Feel it's cold embrace,
Looking into nothing.
A final raindrop,
Not born of the sky,
But leaking from my eye,
Crying into nothing.
I have fallen down,
Without any will to live,
And here I will lie,
Falling into nothing.

There is nothing in my world.
No laughter, no light,
Only cold steel
And cracked pavement.
No love, no life,
Only the silent screams
Of a shattered heart.

A heart now out of reach,
For no longer do I want
To feel such things,
Love is for the weak.
Paint over my corpse,
Walk over it again,
Nothing is certain,
But this pain.
Nothing to look for,
But for you.

The Dream (#4)

It was a strage dream I had,
On a warm night of early spring.
I slept silent in a bed,
Thoughts racing trough my mind,
Creating a whirpool of a dream,
One I will not for life forget.

We walked silent through the snow,
Of a whispering forest,
One I have walked through,
But not for so long.
Our hands clasped tight together,
A common warmth shared,
Though our breath swirled about;
Our patch of mist in the cold morning.
My eyes wander to you,
Cheeks flushed with the weather,
A smile dancing on your lips,
Hair shining so beautiful.
A smile of my own appeared,
As I looked ahead,
For the day was perfect,
And it seemed things were right.

We walked in shared silence,
Past trees wreathed in white,
Snow crunching under our shoes,
Hands held, forever in peace.
The sky was a perfect, cloudless blue,
A few birds winging softly by,
Not a care in the world,
But for what I finally had.
And suddenly, you were gone,
Replaced only by thin air,
And in that moment, I fell,
Face-down, straight down, in the snow.
I already felt the bitterness,
As the sky turned dark and to storm,
Lightning flashed, and as I stood,
There you were, so far ahead.

I tried to run to catch up,
But fears and pains held me back,
Falling again and again,
The bitterness rising.
I stumbled on, tears stinging,
But you were already gone,
Ran far away, through trees,
Out of my sight and my life.
I fell to me knees,
To weak to continue,
My head in my hands,
Hot tears freezing over.
And there I screamed, I screamed,
In my pain and my fear,
Oh, the trees ate my angst,
And laughed in my face.

I couldn't move,
Too firmly was I held,
For the seeds of doubt had sprouted,
And wrapped me in pain.
I screamed, and I screamed,
For I had had it all,
It was all right there,
Only to be torn away.
And then you were there,
Looking into my bloodshot eyes,
Silent, unmoving,
Only staring into my eyes.
It was all too much, I must admit,
And I struck myself down,
As thunder rolled through the sky,
My blood spreading under me.

I woke up so sudden,
My eyes jerking open,
Hands outstretched, reaching,
Grasping, hoping for you.
But you weren't there,
It was only a dream,
So I slumped back,
Tears already in my eyes.
I wanted to hide, go away,
Never think about it again,
For my shame was too great,
And you, always too far.
I slept no more, only lay,
Staring at the ceiling,
And wondering why nothing could ever,
Ever, be as perfect as I dreamed.