Please give me your input on this poem be very honest i need honesty, because i need to perfect this poem for a competition in a few weeks.


In a Moment Like this

In a moment like this,
Your voice answered my wish,
And led me on to the stage,
Where you fulfilled my dream.
And in a moment like this,
You stopped me in my tracks,
And took me by the hand,
Where you taught me how to dance.
And in a moment like this,
You lifted up your sweet arms,
And put them around my heart,
Where you led me to the sound.
And in a moment like this,
I put my arms around you,
And we glided to the song,
Where we made our first stand.
And in a moment like this,
As the song began to fade,
And we looked into our eyes,
Where we made our first embrace.
And in a moment like this,
I knew I’d found
That one special girl.

wow, haven't been here in a long while and suddenly feel very intimadated by all the amazing talent. lol.

APPLAUSE TO EVERYONE!

Thank you Jenos, it took awhile to get it right, but I think it's pretty good the way it ended up. Venting poems are interesting to look at later.

Karate, I really like that.

China Doll

You see me in this glass cage,
on it's little pillar.
You see perfection
like I am your china doll.
But unlike that china doll
I am not as fragile as you think me,
I will fall and I will break,
but I will recover.
I know I am not perfect,
though you think me to be.
I am also stronger,
than what you think you see.
For now I'll be your china doll,
sitting in my glass cage with everyone staring,
Everyone thinking I am perfect,
Everyone, but me.

§KLH§ 03/05/05



My new poem, finally got to typing it and posting it here. For one of my friends. Well critique me please.

Good. That's three people. And a little rhyme for everybody, since that is kind of like a little poem.

Salted peanuts.
They are good.
I just ate some.
It's a tasty food.

Wasn't that just amazing?

(If you can't tell...I'm bored out of my mind.)

I understood it!

Indeed you are.

Yup, cause I'm special.
-Sunset

I think Sunset was the only one.

Jenos, that's funny. Does anyone else get it?

Dismal, I think its good though. I got one, but I'll post is sometime later. I'm going to pass out really soon. I like the poem though, keep up the good work.

Statue

A vacuous form, a nonenitity,
A heart that no longer beats and blood that no longer flows.
Blissful cold to keep out the feel and a mind that cannot know.
Facing not the painted horizon, but dark eyes that look into an empty place.
Of cold marble his expressionless roster,
and no smile to adorn his face.
What resides in this tortured automaton?
What being can claim this flesh as its abode?
For the mind mechanical works in mimicry, but a sould it no longer holds.
Yes, a very recognizable and human shap, put together for puposes and ways unknown-
Perhaps a tragic work of art, divine mockery,
Or just a mystery concealed in stone.

As usual my love, your poems are wonderful. Nicely done.

Jenos, your poems are wonderful. Very descriptive. I love dark poetry.

Your latest poem was cute.
-Sunset

Roses are #FF0000
Violets are #000099
All my base are belong to you.

For the sake of comedy...

hearts break, flowers die, things change, so must I.

The world turns, I stand still the things I do is by my own free will.


Babies cry, fish swim, the sun is bright but my world is dim.

Birds chirp, cats meow, dogs bark ,everyone's together while im in the dark.

Wind blows, leaves die, when the time comes so must I.

Lost in a Dream
The manor beside me,
How it stands so ancient and elegant.
Like a dream I can't really grasp.
The young child came running,
Beckoning me to join her by the fountain;
Oh how marble can look so spectacular!
Music was playing loudly nearby,
Sounds of that sort could kill me peacefully
I wander closer to get a better sense
The muscians play beautifully,
like nothing could hold them back
the music drowned me into fantasy
He appeared.
His smile and gaze pulled me,
straight out of reality.
Dangerous yearning keeps my words within me
The man holds my hands
and before he plants his ever so passionate kiss
He speaks:"Music is all the purities and beauties of the world that hath clashed before me. And darling, you are that music. My music."

Apocalypse

I smirk at their fear, laugh at their naivety,
innocence and ignorance are one.
Vague memories of a distant past envelop,
the empty spaces in the shadows of my mind.

Thwarting capture, a vague semblance,
of my unclean soul.
Pale hands seek the familiarity,
of a blood-stained blade.

The thorns of love and hate,
tiny red rivulents of pain.
O fate, where have you been?
Pull me from this dream.

On the dust-covered floor,
I lay, alone.
Breathing in a last sigh of relief,
I smile, the end has come.

-Jenos

All That Is Broken



I am attracted to broken glass.
What can I say?
Is it because the pain it can cause?

I am attracted to broken eyes.
What can I say?
Is it because I can help them see what they can’t?

I am attracted to broken ears.
What can I say?
Is it because I can make them hear what they don’t want to?

I am attracted to broken minds.
What can I say?
Is it because I know I think the same?

I am attracted to broken bodies.
What can I say?
Is it because they can numb all of their pain?

I am attracted to broken hearts.
What can I say?
Is it because I want to make them feel again?

I am attracted to broken spirits.
What can I say?
Is it because I want to make them fly once more?

I am attracted to all that is broken.
What can I say?
Is it because I am broken too?



8- 8-04