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#46 Ari-san

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Posted 14 November 2008 - 06:11 PM

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Lost In Novellas by sweet.chickadee.miss.krys (Re-posted)

I’ll just sit down with a cup of coffee
And then, to my land of dreams, I shall fly
And I will travel to the Blue Castle
Or I’ll be an astronaut in the sky

I’ll find Francesca and look for Alibrandi
And even walk on The Jellicoe Road,
And to where the wind rushes through the willows
I’ll discuss cars with Mr. Toad

And I’ll meet up with Violet, Klaus and Sunny
And then, Cathy will lead me to Wuthering Heights
M. Scott Peck will take me to the road less travelled
This shall bring me to Paris, the City of Lights

And then, I’ll go to London and talk with Oliver Twist
I’ll have tea at Green Gables with Marilla and Anne
Then, I’ll take a trip along with the Travelling Pants
And I’ll be led to unknown lands

I’ll be there tomorrow, when the war began
To the other side of dawn
And while I live, I’ll be incurable
I’ll go to Narnia and become a fawn

And whilst I walk to Jane Austen’s house,
I’ll find Cassie is crazy and feel sorry for Celia
And when I come home, I’ll have so much to tell you
I’ll watch Hamlet and chat with Ophelia

I’ll learn to play Beatie Bow with my friends
And I’ll run with Black Beauty, just to feel free
I’ll confer about the stars with the little prince
And find out ten things I hate about me

But, from my land of dreams, I shall wake
After changing over and making a deal
Coming back to show you I could fly
I never knew that books could be so real
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Posted 17 November 2008 - 10:02 AM

Ali, WOW!!
That was such a good poem!
I could never write anything like this even if I tried my level best!
It was SO terrific!
I can't stop reading this poem again and again!
Has sweet.chickadee.miss.krys posted more of her works?
If yes, then can you please (PLEASE) re-post the ones you feel are really nice?
I LOVED THE POEM!!
It certainly does deserve to be the best poem!!

Thanks,
*♥Suki♥*

P.S: When are the "Winter Awards" gonna take place this year? Could you please tell me what are the various categories?


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#48 nomi

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Posted 17 November 2008 - 04:11 PM

Hey Suki! Go here: The Official 2008 Winter Awards Nominations Thread! to nominate, but make sure you've read everything (and I mean everything) before you do!


I truly loved last year's winning poem too. :heartbeat: I feel as if I could show it to any non-reader and somehow it would inspire them to read! Or maybe I'm just delusional. :P

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Posted 18 November 2008 - 02:28 PM

Wow, last year's poem is really amazing. It reminds me of someone I know, and a little bit of me, too.

Well, I'm posting a poem! It's my first ever attempt, and I want lots of CC. Really, lots. Be as harsh as you like, it's my first go and I want to get better. I feel inspired! :P. Okay, maybe it's because I've had lots of chocolate, but seriously, I want as much help as anyone can give me. I warn you, this poem probably only makes sense to me, and it's quite short. Any CC is deeply appreciated.

Words

"Only words!" they would say
Yet, words they'd use every day
"Words are words and nothing more."
But words can hurt in a different way

"Only words!" they'd agree
And true, only words, words may be
"Words are words and nothing more."
What words could ever make them see?

"Only words!", I'd shake my head
Words can often be misread
"Words are words and nothing more."
Some words are better left unsaid

~

Again, I'm not too sure this makes any sense outside of my head, but I thought I'd have a go.

Love,

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#50 Monday's Child

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Posted 18 November 2008 - 02:33 PM

Descending Down On Terrence Dean

Do you think he even knows
Why, instead of rain, it snows?
Shock makes scurries
Fear makes worries
Kings and queens don’t pretend
And thieves in streets never defend
All we need’s a little trust
But with you a smile’s a must
Fringes hide more than a forehead
In her case, the fact she’s brain dead
Why does he even waste his time
When he could have something sublime?
And why does he stick with her
When we can still be what we were?


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Posted 23 November 2008 - 06:10 PM

Letting Go

So the time must come
for me to say farewell
So many thoughts
buzzing on my head
I had a lifetime with you
and yet when it counts,
nothing emerges from my mouth.
Do I say thank you
in shaping me for who I am?
Do I recall the fondest memories of you,
before bawling like crazy?
Your photos never did you justice
to show what an amazing person you really were.
I was blessed to have you in my life for so long
but now, I must send you up to Heaven.
You are my Guardian Angel now.
I miss you more than anything
but know that you will guide me up there
Heaven just became a little bit funnier thanks to you.
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Posted 28 November 2008 - 02:06 PM

AWWW octoberoriole THAT WAS SWEET!
I LIKED IT REALLY VERY MUCH!!
MORE SOON?

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#53 Monday's Child

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Posted 28 November 2008 - 02:25 PM

So...
This is just a random song that I made up to stick in my NaNo
Yayness for the extra, almost useless words! :D

I Want Another

All the stories are the same
Telling tales of wealth and fame
Lifting up the child’s hopes
As so that he can cope

Hold the tears back inside
Don’t let them show, just hide
And everything should be alright
We won’t go without a fight

But through it all, but through it all
You stay against the wall, up against the wall
So I can do, I can do
Whatever I want to do

Don’t you feel like dancing?
I always waste my chances
But I’ve just been waiting for you
I’ve waited all night, you knew

And all this time, this time
You could always read my mind
So why should we even refrain
When it will just happen again?

But through it all, but through it all
You stay against the wall, up against the wall
So I can do, I can do
Whatever I want to do

You have such lovely bones
Don’t ever leave them alone
You always were just a play thing
A story that can't begin

Every time we even tried
We had a problem and we lied
What we need to learn is this:
You can’t fix everything with a kiss

But through it all, but through it all
You stay against the wall, up against the wall
So I can do, I can do
Whatever I want to do


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#54 octoberoriole

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Posted 28 November 2008 - 03:14 PM

AWWW octoberoriole THAT WAS SWEET!
I LIKED IT REALLY VERY MUCH!!
MORE SOON?

*♥Suki♥*


Soon yeah. I have my last final on Monday so I hope to create more stuff once that's done. :lol:
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#55 princessleah

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Posted 28 November 2008 - 09:36 PM

Here's my first real stab at a poem on here:

and the lies come so easy
when they help the one you love
"yeah, sure, it's ok, go ahead"
and others like that
when in reality
all you want is for them to stay at home
with you
just cuddle up
and watch a movie
because maybe then
for one second
everything would be ok

[that was actually written off the top of my head just now lol]

<3
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#56 spell_balognax3

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Posted 28 November 2008 - 09:40 PM

spell_balognax3: Thanks. And yeah, that line had me laughing my brains out too. When i asked him how he came up with that line...he was like- "What Could i do? Nothing else was fitting." He's weird sometimes.


*♥Suki♥*



Okay! I wrote another poem yesterday. I good really very nice reviews from my friends for this one. Hope you all like it too. It's a little long but I couldn't help but write everything I felt about the topic. Please read and comment about it. I'll appreciate it very much.
Here you all go.

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~*WHERE ARE YOU*~


A question nags me,
Where are you?
I think I know the answer.
But I am unsure that it’s true.

I remember you,
When down the street,
Me and my friends walk.
Then I know where you are.
You are there in the way I talk.

I remember you,
When someone calls my name,
Though it’s not you who calls,
Then I know where you are.
You are in the way I hear it all.

I remember you,
When I look in the mirror,
The way you used to look at me.
Then I know where you are,
You are in the way I can see.

I remember you,
When touch something,
It reminds me of when I was head over heels.
Then I know where you are,
You are in the way I feel.

I remember you,
When I take in the air,
I get your fragrance in it.
Then I know where you are,
You are in the way I breathe.

I remember you,
When I get a feeling,
You are somewhere near me,
Then I know where you are,
But this can’t be true.
Because this isn’t where you could be.

I remember you,
When I wake up at night,
You are like the water that flows in a stream,
Then I know where you are,
You are in the way I see a dream.

I remember you,
In every single thing I do,

How I wish I could resist,
Then I know where you are,
You are in the way I exist.

I remember you,
As every minute and second pass,
What am I supposed to do?
Then I know where you are,
I can see your face in the book in front of me too.

But on second thoughts,
Maybe these answers are really true.
You are present in the whole wide space,
But except one place,
The one place where you should really be,
Is the empty space next to me…


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This poem is REALLY very close to my heart. I actually cried while writing the last three stanzas.
I know at some places I dragged it a little bit long, but for letting the whole idea sink in, it was important i write everything.
But still comments are open.
Please say something about it.

Thanks,
*♥Suki♥*


DUDE. A GUY WROTE THAT? I LOVE THE POEM EVEN MORE NOW!

And the poem you wrote ... <3334E!! Especially the last stanza! And it's so much like my Nano, so I love it even more!!! :heartbeat:

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#57 spell_balognax3

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Posted 28 November 2008 - 09:42 PM

Here's my first real stab at a poem on here:

and the lies come so easy
when they help the one you love
"yeah, sure, it's ok, go ahead"
and others like that
when in reality
all you want is for them to stay at home
with you
just cuddle up
and watch a movie
because maybe then
for one second
everything would be ok

[that was actually written off the top of my head just now lol]

<3
Leah ^_^


I really like it! And the first line? TOTAL QUOTAGE!!!
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Posted 29 November 2008 - 10:42 AM

Thank you spell_balognax3!!
I know it's sometimes hard to believe a guy can write such awesome poems...
And good to hear that WHERE ARE YOU is similar to your NaNo!
And I too love the last stanza very much!
I consider it as my best achievement!

And here guys is one more poem by me-
.....*drum roll*....

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~*A BLANK PAPER*~


I am staring at a blank piece of paper
Thoughts rush into my head
I m wondering what to fill it with
and while thinking,
I just drift away...

I think of painting a picture on it.
A picture full of life!
With me and my friends in it,
Imagining it, makes me smile.

I think of drawing a scenery.
A landscape so serene.
With a peaceful world pictured in it,
Just seeing it, it feels like a dream.

I think of writing a poem on it.
A poem that depicts me.
All my feeling and emotions displayed in it,
My aspirations, the things I wish to be.

I think of writing a song on it.
A song so musical.
For the one I love, so the person reads it,
then our happy ending, a moment so magical.

I think of drawing a portrait.
A portrait so pure.
Of the one I love, I wish the person sees it.
Then my face painted next to his, I could wish no more.

I think of drawing a road,
A road so long.
It will symbolize my life, that still goes on.
And then it's dead end, whose arrival is still due.

I flash my eyes open.
"Oh! It was a dream!",
I recall it with a frown.
So many thoughts, so many ideas.
But still after all, in front of me...
remains a white blank paper...


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Like it?
I wrote that just in 20 minutes while sitting in the bus.
It's not all that good but still I liked it.
Now it's up to you guys to tell me whether it is good or bad.
Please tell.

Thanks,
*♥Suki♥*


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#59 princessleah

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Posted 29 November 2008 - 06:52 PM

I really like it! And the first line? TOTAL QUOTAGE!!!


:D thanks!
and quotage?
clarification please, lol

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#60 m0nkey_luvs

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Posted 30 November 2008 - 09:55 PM

I just thought of one:

My faithful little friend

My faithful little friend
Has never left me all these years
that I have laughed and cried
until now

She has stayed with me
through rain and sun
and snow and sleet
until now

It wasn't her fault
she didn't want to go
she loved staying with me
until now

He forced her away
stalking her every inch
she stuck by my side
until now

He struck her down
Leaving her beaten and without hope
she was so lively before
until now

she was left broken and sobbing
with a shred of life left
but still stayed with me
until now

She left me
so I was left
with nothing

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Posted 30 November 2008 - 10:10 PM

I found a poem I wrote in my backpack. It may not make any sense, I mean it did not make any sense to me when I first read it but then I remembered why I wrote it. So here is this um not so great poem :D

This is what I feel
The craving that never leaves
Weak, restless, “let’s not heal”
Waiting by my doorstep, hesitates, stops, heaves
I won’t walk out
I don’t want to give in
The tears pile into a more than ample amount
Its audacity builds, pushing in fidgety sin
Ready to grapple with my feeble soul
Temptation builds, it rams through the door
Permanent damnation is etched in me
Optimism has gone astray
Hope is lost
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#62 sweet.chickadee.miss.krys

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Posted 04 December 2008 - 04:29 AM

Hey everyone!
Firstly, Ali, gah I'm blushing. I still can't believe that poem won! It was just a random bunch of things I came up with a few years ago!
But, thank you sooo much :]

Ali, WOW!!
That was such a good poem!
I could never write anything like this even if I tried my level best!
It was SO terrific!
I can't stop reading this poem again and again!
Has sweet.chickadee.miss.krys posted more of her works?
If yes, then can you please (PLEASE) re-post the ones you feel are really nice?
I LOVED THE POEM!!
It certainly does deserve to be the best poem!!

Thanks,
*♥Suki♥*

P.S: When are the "Winter Awards" gonna take place this year? Could you please tell me what are the various categories?


Hey Suki!
Wow, I'm backing away from the computer from all that praise haha. Thank you heaps! I love that you love the poem (even though I feel that there are so many better poems out there). I'll try and post some new poems, but I can't promise that they'll be any good haha
I love your poems that you've posted here. They're very lyrical and very "pretty" - if that makes any sense... In other words, they have pretty imagery and effects. :]
Krysz xxx

Hey Suki! Go here: The Official 2008 Winter Awards Nominations Thread! to nominate, but make sure you've read everything (and I mean everything) before you do!

I truly loved last year's winning poem too. :heartbeat: I feel as if I could show it to any non-reader and somehow it would inspire them to read! Or maybe I'm just delusional. :P

♥nomi


Hey Nomi, thanks heaps :]
I wish it could inspire people to read: that would give the poem - and my love of writing - a whole new perspective.
Thank you!!
xxx


Wow, last year's poem is really amazing. It reminds me of someone I know, and a little bit of me, too.

Well, I'm posting a poem! It's my first ever attempt, and I want lots of CC. Really, lots. Be as harsh as you like, it's my first go and I want to get better. I feel inspired! :P. Okay, maybe it's because I've had lots of chocolate, but seriously, I want as much help as anyone can give me. I warn you, this poem probably only makes sense to me, and it's quite short. Any CC is deeply appreciated.

Again, I'm not too sure this makes any sense outside of my head, but I thought I'd have a go.

Love,

Lizey


Hey Lizey, it's awesome you love reading and writing, and I think it's really, really great that you're giving writing a go. For a first attempt at poetry, your poem was really good! My first poem was like five lines long and about the most random thing on the planet haha... Although, I was ten, so what do you expect.

Okay... CC:
Firstly, you need more punctuation, especially at the ends of the lines. Like so:

Words

"Only words!" they would say,
Yet, words they'd use every day.
"Words are words and nothing more."
But words can hurt in a different way.

"Only words!" they'd agree.
And true, only words, words may be.
"Words are words and nothing more."
What words could ever make them see?

"Only words!" I'd shake my head:
Words can often be misread.
"Words are words and nothing more."
Some words are better left unsaid.



And, um, that's pretty much it! I thought it was a really nice poem and it makes me smile :] so, you pretty much get 10/10 for that. Lol.
You said you want to get better. Well, the only way you can do that is to just write, write, write and you'll improve! I see you have a love of words - no pun intended haha - so, as long as you keep loving what you do, even if you don't think it's any good, you'll be fine.
Personally, I'd like to read more of your work, so if you write anymore poems, please post them here!!!
xxx


This is a poem I wrote a few months or so ago.. I only like the first stanza, but tell me what you think about the poem as a whole:

Untitled

It’s sad how you’ll
Never notice
The fact that I'll
Always notice
The times you
Never care
About the times I
Always cared
About you.

It’s funny how you
Don’t understand
That I try to
Always understand
The pain you feel
Inside of you.
But, the pain I feel
Inside of me,
Caused by you, is
Killing us.
And soon it will
Kill me, too.


Love Krysz xxxx
And thanks again for all the comments on Lost in Novellas. Unfortunately, it results in me getting a big head haha..
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#63 Forever Waiting

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Posted 04 December 2008 - 01:18 PM

Krysz, thanks so much for the CC! I knew that poems had to have punctuation in them, I just had no idea how to put the punctuation in...:P. So thank you. I'll keep trying :D. And I'm really glad it made you smile.

As for your poem, I loved it. I'm sorry I can't actually give you any help on it (because I really don't know much about writing poetry) but I can tell you my opinion on it when I first read it. I hope it'll help.

This is really random, but your poem reminded me of a play called, "A Doll's House". I don't know if you've ever heard of it but the poem really reminded me of the relationship between the main characters. It was set in the late 1800s (we're reading it for Drama at the moment), and it's basically about a woman who never has serious conversations with her husband (who she loves), and how she's always pretending to be happy, when she really isn't. She's also keeping a secret from him, and the fact that he never listens to her just makes their whole relationship worse, and in the end she decides to leave him. Your poem reminds me of that because I can just see the person caring so much about the other person who is just ignoring them and not paying attention to the things that are going on. I don't know if that's what you were trying to get across, but that's what it made me think of.

Sorry for rambling on, I tend to do that...

And "Lost in Novellas" is probably one of my favourite poems of all time. Really, it is.

Love,

Lizey
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#64 sweet.chickadee.miss.krys

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Posted 08 December 2008 - 03:12 AM

:] That's fine, I'm happy to give CC anytime.

Haha thanks. I'll check out that poem... it sounds interesting. I guess you can twist the poem any way you want in terms of problems in relationships, whether in marriage or friendship, or whatever. And you're right, that's what I was trying to get across, that the relationship is rather a one-sided thing and the main character is not happy about it.
Awww thank you so much :]

I'd really love to hear more of your poems, so if you ever have the time, please please please post at least one!!!! :]
xxx


I just wrote this less than five minutes ago... just a random rambling of mine without a title as yet.
Possible titles are ARTIST / ENTERTAINER, but they don't seem to fit... And the ending is a bit shot, but I'm pretty bad at endings.
Anyway.. enjoy:


Thoughts pass through your troubled mind:
You contemplate the idea of being something more than this,
Becoming someone better.
But, it’ll all go to waste in the end,
Lain aside with the scribbles of heartache and raw emotion
Shown nowhere else but on the cold comfort of the pale paper,
Your sanctuary.
Heart-less and thought-less, giving no opinions.
Free to free your mind, unleash your troubles;
Sketching the complex atoms of your mind,
Writing the pure dreams that catch you when you sleep.
Your soul, laden with the difficulties, the reality of the world,
Finding solace in the music,
Melancholy notes sending you to a better place.
Your people never see through your façades,
The opaque disguises you so often clothe yourself in,
Only feel the rhythm of your heart in the beat of the dance.
Caught up in the music, so many secrets hidden beneath the notes,
Codes beneath the words written so transparently upon the page.
There are better dreams,
Easier stars to steal.
But, they fall like your chest in the dead of the night as you exhale so lightly.
Your distant eyes, searching for something you know you’ll never find.
You’re lost, lost forever in this fragile disease,
This apathetic industry created by the media.
You’re lost in your forever dying aspirations:
Losing it forever.



CC please? This poem needs it badly haha
Love Krysz xxx
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#65 spell_balognax3

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Posted 09 December 2008 - 11:28 PM


:D thanks!
and quotage?
clarification please, lol

<3
Leah ^_^


LOL! It means that I WOULD TOTALLY QUOTE IT EVERY MINUTE OF EVERY DAY.

As I quote, "A DAY WITHOUT LAUGHTER IS A DAY WASTED'.

^ One of thee best quotes EVA.

(and yes. the extra e was intentional.)(You love it.)
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Posted 10 December 2008 - 04:08 PM

So, I had to write a sestina (if you don't know what that is, look here) about The Crucible for English, and I figured that I might as well put it up. So, here it is.

This Poor Girl

She may not be the strongest or the smartest, but she is honest.
She trembles for she is scared.
This child is a victim
of those other girls.
It was not her fault that she forgot
to take the needle out; she was outsmarted.

Abigail's plan was to outsmart
Mary, and all of us. She is not being honest.
And if you think I should forget
this, you are wrong, you scared
men! This *^&$^&, this girl
has made us all her victims.

But Mary, poor Mary, is her current victim.
Abigail has us outsmarted!
She charges this girl
with witchcraft, and she is not being honest!
I can tell poor Mary is scared.
And I, John Proctor, will not forget.

This I will never forget.
Mary is suffering, she is a victim.
She is scared, so scared.
Mary will keep being outsmarted.
She tells the truth, she is honest.
But the court believes the other girls.

My heart goes out to this girl.
Though she may forget
to do her chores, she is honest
about this. This is a farce! Now she is a victim
because she has told the truth. But Abigail won't have it. Even you, she has outsmarted.
That wh.ore has Mary cowering, and scared.

I want to make that wh.ore cower, make her scared.
She is harming this truthful girl.
Abigail has even outsmarted
Danforth and Hathorne, but I will not forget
that she is a lying *^&$^&. She will not make me her victim!
Mary, Giles, Francis, and I are honest.

This honest, scared, victim of a girl will be avenged.
Our cause won't be forgotten, so help me.
I will outsmart them. Elizabeth and Mary will be avenged.


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Posted 10 December 2008 - 09:50 PM

^ I loved the Crucible, so I loved that :]


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I’ve been writing a lot of poetry lately. Some of it is pretty crappy, but I figure I’ll share some poems of past and present, just for kicks.
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Matchless

Matchless
Beauty-
Grace-
Mercy.

Wrap me into Your-
Arms.

And let me-
Cry my heart out-
To You.
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Peru

Small hands reach out-
Desperate for gifts-
Desperate for Your truth.

Small faces smile-
Over a game of soccer-
Over a sticker-
Given by those humbled-
In the face of extreme poverty.

Small houses sit-
Atop dust covered hills-
Providing heat only by fire.

Tears from your servants-
Tears for the fallen-
Tears for this poverty.
Shown in the twinkling eyes-
Of a child.

Fulfilled hearts embrace-
Your truth-
Hands reached out-
For Your love.

You give hope-
In poverty-
Shown in the twinkling eyes of a child.
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Chosen

Chosen for Your love-
for Your compassion.

I deserved that cross-
that pain-
those scars.

You took all my shame-
all my sin-
all my pain-
and washed them away.
With Your blood-
with Your tears.

Your tears-
for me who betrayed you.
For me who hurt you.
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Surrender

You wrestled the demons-
You turned hearts towards You-
You healed the weak-
You helped the strong-
You died brutally,
and rose again, majestically.

How did you do it?
How did you lay aside those selfish human impulses?
How did you keep from cringing at the lowest of the low?
How did you stay strong as Satan mocked you?

How did you accept your fate-death-so readily?

Give me strength to say-
"Your will, not mine, be done"

Most beloved-
The eye of my storm-
the food in my famine-
the peace in my war-
the sleep to my restlessness-
the hope to my hopelessness.

Unwrap my hesitation that keeps me-
from being completely surrendered to You.

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Untitled

Oh, Darling, we've failed haven't we?
We've formed this wonderful world where we could be together,
But we knew the veil between that world and this-
Would fall around us, shattering our dreams one by one.

Reality is a cruel mistress.
She broke us farther and farther apart,
Pushing you from our world, and then me.

And now we stand, seemingly naked
In the sunlight, trying to understand.

Just moments ago we were
Dizzy,
Fizzy,
Happy,
Delighted,
Elated.

Oh, but that's all gone.
The veil has been torn.
And you're walking away from me now.

You're walking away.

*Some lines inspired by Sarah Porcher Arroyo*
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Posted 10 December 2008 - 09:54 PM

This poem is for my english project and i just wanted some feed back and peer editing before i turn it in. thnx

it is a sestina, and based on a seen of the crucible

Thanks A Ton
XxChelleyxX

Love is A Windy Breeze


He felt the tension in the air, all he wanted was forgiveness.

He meet there gazes he became more and more nervous

But then he saw them, the eyes now filled with compassion,

There cold and bitterness of the last months turn to warmth and love.

Thankful.

As he approached her, he felt comfort.


Depend inside her there was comfort

She felt forgiveness

For making it through these month and finally to see his face, thankful

As She reached out to touch his cheek, she was nervous

Was it still there, love

That had filled them with compassion


As her hand touched his face a warmth filled him with compassion.

For never had a feeling be of more comfort

Then that of his the soft skin of his love

Looking deep into her eyes she told him she had forgiven

Yet nervous

But for these last moments he was thankful.


As he leaned done to touch her lips, god she thanked

For with out him she would have never felt this compassion

But she knew, her loved could surly still be taken, now nervous.

But as there lips meet, she was overwhelmed with comfort.

All she asked was for him to forgive

There would always be there love


Themselves and their two sons and the new life coming to be, there life was full of love

For this they were thankful

Not able to forgive

Himself he blamed, with great compassion

But through her words of comfort

He forgave, now longer nervous


Standing in the windy breeze in each others are no longer nervous

All was quite at last touch of love

Through a touch comfort

Through a kiss thankful

Through out there lives compassion

All forgiven

For now with a final kiss of comfort. Not knowing soon this would be the last compassion of their loved one. No Longer nervous. Thankful for this moment.

All is forgiven.
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Posted 11 December 2008 - 12:29 PM

^ I loved the Crucible, so I loved that :]


Thanks Shaina! I really liked writing it. And I loved The Crucble too.
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Posted 13 December 2008 - 12:24 AM

This poem is for my english project and i just wanted some feed back and peer editing before i turn it in. thnx

it is a sestina, and based on a seen of the crucible

Thanks A Ton
XxChelleyxX

Love is A Windy Breeze


He felt the tension in the air, all he wanted was forgiveness.

He meet there gazes he became more and more nervous

But then he saw them, the eyes now filled with compassion,

There cold and bitterness of the last months turn to warmth and love.

Thankful.

As he approached her, he felt comfort.


Depend inside her there was comfort

She felt forgiveness

For making it through these month and finally to see his face, thankful

As She reached out to touch his cheek, she was nervous

Was it still there, love

That had filled them with compassion


As her hand touched his face a warmth filled him with compassion.

For never had a feeling be of more comfort

Then that of his the soft skin of his love

Looking deep into her eyes she told him she had forgiven

Yet nervous

But for these last moments he was thankful.


As he leaned done to touch her lips, god she thanked

For with out him she would have never felt this compassion

But she knew, her loved could surly still be taken, now nervous.

But as there lips meet, she was overwhelmed with comfort.

All she asked was for him to forgive

There would always be there love


Themselves and their two sons and the new life coming to be, there life was full of love

For this they were thankful

Not able to forgive

Himself he blamed, with great compassion

But through her words of comfort

He forgave, now longer nervous


Standing in the windy breeze in each others are no longer nervous

All was quite at last touch of love

Through a touch comfort

Through a kiss thankful

Through out there lives compassion

All forgiven

For now with a final kiss of comfort. Not knowing soon this would be the last compassion of their loved one. No Longer nervous. Thankful for this moment.

All is forgiven.


That's a really nice poem Chelley!!
I really like it!!

Love Melissa :heartbeat:
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Posted 14 December 2008 - 08:06 PM

I hear the knocking in my head
As I lay their breathless on my bed
I listen to the rain
And feel this scorching pain
The knocking is from me
The better side I don't want to see
So I lay there wondering why
I can't let the normal me in, I cry
The cold tears
Add to the painful fears
I try to catch my breath
As I lay waiting for my death
I don't want to live like this
So I phone to hear your voice because it's you I miss
I hear your velvet voice
And I let myself in making a choice
I sob softly on the phone
Closing my eyes listening to your comforting tone
I let my old self drown
And I smile out of my frown
And let the normal me in
And wipe the tears away that rolled down my chin
You are always there for me
And you opened my normal self in with your magic key
So now your holding me in your arm
protecting me from evil harm
And now you’re looking me in the eyes to say
"I loved you every signal day"

Do you like it, it's one of my older poems

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#72 xx.Shelby.xx

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Posted 14 December 2008 - 08:22 PM

You bit the piece you shouldn't have taken

Because of this you won't awaken

I should have seen this time come be near

Because of this I'm drenched in fear

You bit our love that is forbidden

A love that was supposed to be hidden

Our love is different not meant to be

But that didn't stop you from loving me

So you ate a piece it was poisoned filled

that only in return shall have you killed

but to hurt me why did you bite?

It shivers my spine in a deep tensions fright

your were like a hallucination

that dazzled my world with new sensation

So dose this fruit contain your passion for our life?

But because of that I’m buried in strife

The tears drip down you cotton shirt

That rinsed the pain to only hurt

The thunder roars beneath my skin

You hurt me with you your love to win

But our love doesn’t have to be like this

When you’re gone you’re the one I'll miss

So I lay beside you with my tear stained clothes

Looking down in your eyes seeing our love, I see it shows

My heart can be torn and taped together

But without you heart will be torn forever

I can hear the clock ticking to an end

Wondering how without you, my life will mend

I know our love was not suppose to happen

But It wasn’t like our love was misshapen

My neck tickles by your short breath

I know your reaching closer to death

I close my eyes and lay down my head

My lips brush against you cheekbone as your almost dead

So I clasp your hand and hold It tight

In the other I hold the fruit with your signal bite

You saved us from our love and you die

Because of that I sob and cry

My bodies limp and leaning on the door

And beside my lay your dead corpse on the floor

The lump in my throat is getting tight

So I grab the fruit and take a forceful bight

This venom taste pushes, killing me

Stinging down my throat, I wish it didn’t be

My bodies numb and turning cold

I'm going to be gone so this is our stories told

At least our love was till our lives were gone

And we loved each other from then to now on

So much for our love to last

Right now our love has past

I'm getting weaker and stop to cry

As I think of how we both end up and die

Our love was deadly so it kills

So we took our love and knew our wills

We lay our bodies there Lying dead

because of the fruit that ourselves we fed

The fruit lays between our dead bodies on the floor

We would have been alive if we ate one bite less than one more


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Do you like it sorry if you don't

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Posted 14 December 2008 - 08:24 PM

You bit the piece you shouldn't have taken

Because of this you won't awaken

I should have seen this time come be near

Because of this I'm drenched in fear

You bit our love that is forbidden

A love that was supposed to be hidden

Our love is different not meant to be

But that didn't stop you from loving me

So you ate a piece it was poisoned filled

that only in return shall have you killed

but to hurt me why did you bite?

It shivers my spine in a deep tensions fright

your were like a hallucination

that dazzled my world with new sensation

So dose this fruit contain your passion for our life?

But because of that I’m buried in strife

The tears drip down you cotton shirt

That rinsed the pain to only hurt

The thunder roars beneath my skin

You hurt me with you your love to win

But our love doesn’t have to be like this

When you’re gone you’re the one I'll miss

So I lay beside you with my tear stained clothes

Looking down in your eyes seeing our love, I see it shows

My heart can be torn and taped together

But without you heart will be torn forever

I can hear the clock ticking to an end

Wondering how without you, my life will mend

I know our love was not suppose to happen

But It wasn’t like our love was misshapen

My neck tickles by your short breath

I know your reaching closer to death

I close my eyes and lay down my head

My lips brush against you cheekbone as your almost dead

So I clasp your hand and hold It tight

In the other I hold the fruit with your signal bite

You saved us from our love and you die

Because of that I sob and cry

My bodies limp and leaning on the door

And beside my lay your dead corpse on the floor

The lump in my throat is getting tight

So I grab the fruit and take a forceful bight

This venom taste pushes, killing me

Stinging down my throat, I wish it didn’t be

My bodies numb and turning cold

I'm going to be gone so this is our stories told

At least our love was till our lives were gone

And we loved each other from then to now on

So much for our love to last

Right now our love has past

I'm getting weaker and stop to cry

As I think of how we both end up and die

Our love was deadly so it kills

So we took our love and knew our wills

We lay our bodies there Lying dead

because of the fruit that ourselves we fed

The fruit lays between our dead bodies on the floor

We would have been alive if we ate one bite less than one more


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Do you like it sorry if you don't

~Shelby

Oh yeah its called: Loves Toll on a Forbbiden Love
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#74 Querida_de_Jesse

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Posted 14 December 2008 - 08:27 PM

This is a poem I wrote on a cold winter day. It was snowing and I felt inspired for some reason. So this came out. It means a lot to me.
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A Walk Through the Woods




The air against my face so warm,


Leaves rustling under me;


I know no safety or no harm,


For flowers whisper: ‘How glad is she.’



To see the world from views afar,


Is treasury at best;


The graduates look with no alarm,


That one detail standing out from the rest.



For life and death look so alike,

They tend to overcome;


You try and try and try again,


But when it’s done, it’s done.



Everything around you so quiet, so still,


Trees loom, like shadows of the air;


Darkness surrounds you, but it still feels so bright,


This is what she thought, felt and saw,


On a walk through the woods that night.





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♥ Kat xx ♥
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#75 Querida_de_Jesse

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Posted 14 December 2008 - 08:39 PM

I wrote this poem today. It is a prose poem, as it does not rhyme. It\'s dark, but i\'m feeling lonely today. Enjoy.
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The Modern World

The world is devoid of life

Soulless beings walk amongst themselves

Waiting, wandering

Always lost, never found

Too absorbed in nonexistent problems

They are individuals with no individuality

No spark in one or all

No feelings of such fake merriment

No realization of the oncoming fall

Always tense, always speaking

Never relaxed or grateful for living

It is human that we are

A species so original

Made so identical by the corrupted minds

That are scholars.

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Thank you.

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#76 xx.Shelby.xx

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Posted 14 December 2008 - 11:04 PM

Oh yeah its called: Loves Toll on a Forbbiden Love

i mean loves toll on forbbiden fruit
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Posted 19 December 2008 - 07:31 PM

There’s a heartbeat,
In the silence,
That’s watching us.

There’s a note,
In our laughter,
That’s warning us.

There’s a sting,
In our tears,
That’s telling us.

This isn’t right.

I won’t ask for you to love me.
I only want to see you care.
A kiss to silence your screams,
Is all I’ll ever ask for.

I'm tired of chasing everything.
And having nothing.
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Posted 19 December 2008 - 11:54 PM

Random-osity.

Stuck
The most annoying thing I know, is being able not to go
I'm looking up, I'm looking down
I'm looking round and round and round
I'm at a loss for what to do,
Then I look down at my shoe.
I use my strength to pull it up,
I think I've figured out what's stuck!


Just something cute for now. I'll try and come back with a Christmas poem soon. Also, person above me whose name escapes me, I love your poem. I think I get it. But I also thought I got Math and then I saw my report card. Makes you think. Timbits for Christmas!

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#79 Querida=Luva

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Posted 20 December 2008 - 12:34 AM

My X-mas poem.

A Kindergarden Teacher's Wish for the Holiday Season.
They look so angelic, Like they've always been good.
Making their snowflakes like good boys and girls would.
But of course I know better as I glance at the time.
If one life is endagered around here-It's mine.
I spread out the blankets and pillows aground,
They look at me like a new toy they've just found.
"Naptime," I announce hiding my fear
Here it comes, I think of those I hold dear.
They rush and they push, They shove and they spit,
I got hit in the face with a stray flying mitt!
Well, Enough is Enough!
I will stand for no more!
I pick up my jacket and head to the door.
I turn to the principal, and say with much glee
"I resign Mr. Bartham, Yip-Yip-Yipee!!"
As I head to my car I can not help but think,
Of my wish-list to Santa, which held only one thing.
"One day is enough!" As I beg and I plead.
"One day of behaving, is all that I need!"
But, alas my poor wish-list must be lost in the mail,
I think as I trudge through snow covered trail.
I walk through the door and kick off my boots,
I decide to play Jacks-but only for hoots.
I light a fire, to warm up my toes,
To me this is Christmas but who really knows?


-Mady
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Posted 20 December 2008 - 01:07 PM

So awhile ago I poste a song called 'Only You' that I wrote and this morning I pulled it out, fixed it up a bit and now I think it's much better. So here it is:

All this time without you, it makes me weak
I can hardly breathe, never mind speak.

Boy, won't you ever get it?
I need your love so much.
Boy, won't you come here and get it?
'Cause I love the way you touch.

You're my... voice when I can't speak
You're my... thoughts when I can't think
Oh honey, yes you are.

You're my everything,
my oh, only thing...

<Chorus>
I wanna you and only you!
I can't see myself with anyone else.
I know we're meant to be.
Why can't anyone else seem to see?

Your skin still lingers... on my fingertips!
Oh I just wanna kiss those perfect lips!
I count the ways you make me smile ~do dodododododo~

I wanna you! Only you!
<.>

He's the other side of me!
The macaronni to my cheese!

We're so symetracle!
So alike!
I'd stay with him ~with him~
till day turns to night!

He'll love me oh, one day.
I just...
I just know it!
If you could wait and see,
I know...
Know he'll show it!

<Chorus>

<Bridge>
He's the apple of my eye!
The sun in my sky!
The dream I'm dreaming all day!
And all night!

He's the man of my dreams,
the last thing I see,
right before I fall asleep

I wanna him! Oh yes I do!
Only him! That's the truth!

<Chorus (differenlty tuned)>

I wanna you and only you!
I can't see myself with anyone else!
I knwo we're meant to be!
Why can't anyone else seem to see!?

You're skin still lingers... on my fingertips!
Oh, I just wanna kiss those perfect lips!

I could the ways you make me smile ~ do dodododododo~

You gotta believe it, I'm his one!
You're gonna see it, I'm his hon!
You better know this much is true!...

I wanna you!
And only you!


And that would be my song. Well, the better version of it anyways.
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Posted 21 December 2008 - 02:01 AM

^^^^^^^^
wow cassey,
its such a nice, soft song

i reckon you're the next Taylor swift

super!

aji :D

p.s- don't forget me when you turn into some glitterati
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Posted 22 December 2008 - 02:23 PM

okay, so this is really the first poem I've written. (besides that one in 5th grade about my mom >_>) So, I was just typing out my emotions and kind of have no clue what I'm doing...

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Silence reins
I won't listen
My faith feigns
Our eyes glisten

Let the smoke fill your lungs
Choke on your words
Fingers digging into earth
"It's not alright"

Your whispers fall like velvet drops
Your screams ring out over tree tops
Clutch your fingers; knuckles white
No one’s getting out tonight

So gouge the eyes
Slice the ears
Stitch the mouth
Precious, don't you breathe a word

Hit the wall
Down we fall
I don't know you at all
I swear this is the last call

Scream
Bleed
Fight
Kick
Never let them take you alive
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Posted 23 December 2008 - 02:16 AM

A poem I wrote when lots of my friends where disappearing.
It's kind of stupid but, whatever.
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Friends

Friends
Don't you hate it when they move away?
Friends
Even thought they said they'd stay?

Friends
I've had so many but left I have so few.
Friends
I hope I can find some new ones who will be faithful and true.

Friends
So when you look out across the sea,
Friends
Look deeper and see a friends, see me.


It's not that good, but I thought of it on the spot.
Hope you like it anyway.

Love Melissa :heartbeat:
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Posted 23 December 2008 - 02:42 AM

Love it Melissa.
Here's one of my poems I did for school~


Shrapnel.

The sounds of war ring in my ears,
The blows of the metal guns,
The horrifying cries and shrieks,
"Run!Run!Run!"

I was only of the age 16,
I faked my years it's true,
But the temptation of a fate so brave,
Was something I sought to pursue.

The enemies were standing strong,
We tried our best to succeed,
Their strategies were more complex,
More ammo we would need.

However I lie here now in a pool of blood,
The blow came at me like a dart,
I was struck down in a moment,
Shrapnel forever in my heart.



Love?Hate?
Let Me know-
Helen xox :D
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Posted 23 December 2008 - 05:06 AM

^^ Love, Helen! Great Work! I bet you got an A++. Rock on, dudette!


Kat xx
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Posted 23 December 2008 - 04:36 PM

Go Helen!
That was great. Where did you get the inspiration for that one??

Love Melissa :heartbeat:
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Posted 23 December 2008 - 07:45 PM

Aaaw thanks guys! that's sweet!
In reply to your question Melissa I guess I've just read a lot of poems about war & my great-grandma was a nurse in WW1 and she got shot dead by one of her patients so I guess that put some inspiration into it aswell.

Thanks again for your commments
-Helen xox :D
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Posted 23 December 2008 - 07:50 PM

No problem!
My great grandfather was in WW2. But he came home alive.
Anyway, it was a great poem. Have you got anymore?
Because I'd really like to read them. :)

Love Melissa :heartbeat:
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Posted 23 December 2008 - 08:39 PM

Yes Melissa I do and here it is (it's about you and me kinda)-

Forever Friends

We sit here in the playground,
As little children do,
Hand in hand we tell each other,
“You’re my best friend too”.

That big bully stood in front of me,
Whose name I have forgotten,
He kicked and teased, pulled faces too,
His features all twisted and rotten.

However you stood tall and strong,
While I was reduced to tears,
You told him off in a booming voice,
And then gone were all my fears.

Here we are ten years on,
In that exact playground,
Sure it doesn’t look the same,
But those memories are still around.

In my head I now hear,
Those childish cries and whines,
The playground goes from old to new,
Children have thoughts of ice-cream in their minds.

You are still the one on which I lean,
The shoulder on which I cry,
We are together and always will be,
Forever Friends you and I.



How do u like it?

Love Helen xox :D
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Posted 23 December 2008 - 10:11 PM

Awww :)
It brought a tear to my eye!

I have another poem. I wrote it about my grandmother who recently passed away.
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Nanny

Why does the world dislike me?
I asked myself one day.
Why does the world treat me in this horrid, unfair way?

I think about the times we have shared together,
When you told me that you loved me and that you'd be here forever.

Now in my heart of hearts, I know that this is true.
But when I think you, I can't help but feel blue.

Since you have left, I have felt do lonely,
I can't count the times I have cried out "If only!"

I have so many regrets that you will never hear,
But please know that I think of you always, year after year.

And even though at the end you had changed,
I will always remember the words we exchanged.

For the longing in my heart will never subside,
I hope that when I cross to the other side,

You'll be there waiting with open arms,
And I can, once again, enjoy your charms.


My grandmother loved writing as much as I do.
She wrote me stories when I was younger, so I hope she would be proud to know that I write so frequently and I enjoy it so much now.
She never knew.

Love Melissa :heartbeat:
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