Speak! Like the Morning
with beams of sun warming me
you shall speak to me.

For your soul I don’t weep
From your nightmares I can’t sleep
You left this world of mine
But I’m doing just fine
I’ve found what I need
It’s for my arm to bleed
***
No more grief, no more sorrow
I don’t care if there is no tomorrow
I don’t know why I live; I do, but in vain
So I cut my life away, I cut a vein
I have lived, I have suffered much
And your curse I have once touched
***
I shot the door, I turned off the light
And enjoyed the loneliness of the holy night
Pure blood lying on my blade
All the miseries of the day would fade
A helpless soul that’s what I am
And my life, my grave, has just began


so , plz tell me what do you think ?

Life’s Lessons
Remember
In the face of it all smile
You never know
What will come your way
Be kind
Someone is always
In more pain than you
Do whatever you can
To lessen that pain
Shine you light
Someone will see it
And take up hope
You can change the world
One person at a time
One moment at a time
Never waste time
Or it will escape.
It’ll leave you empty
And lonely
Wondering what happened to life.
Live like each second
Might be your last
And live like you might live
For a hundred more years.
Never forget to smile.

It hit again that need the longing
pulling me down in to the pit again
so I'm stuck again
in this hell again
no way out my friend

I need it
like the junkies need their fix
is it a drug? maybe
I just know I crave and need it
and I cry cause i wann be free of it

Ooh! I like.
I love the prose form. It's what I write in most.

Really great imagery; I felt like I was there
watching the drunked dude and feeling everything that was going on.
What I like least is the "I hope he's okay" lines, but they do help point out that "it's all for love". I really love the scenes in the poem.

Passing By:.
Tap, tap,
my glass.
Thump, thump,
my feet go.
The scent of strong achol taints my lungs like a breeze of toxic.
The clue,
he's been drinking again.
Whenever he drinks he hits on me,
whenever he drinks he's someone new.
Never leave him a question for it will be unanswered and his thinking would be disguised by drinking.
He zips down his sorrow,
and prays no tomarrow.
And when he drinks,
I hope he's okay.
And when he drives,
I hope that he's okay.
Because when he drinks he's someone new.
This been going on everyday since the day I met him.
It's ending now.
The achol enters the draining hole like a river,
The achol disappears as the hole swallows.
It's all for love.
The achol wasted but dearly in need of being gone.
The achol is the problem between him and I.
It's all for love, It's all for love.
I do it, because I love him.
He's here. . .
drunk.
To the fridge,
he goes.
Empty...
only bread and milk in sight.
Empty...
the bottles stacked empty in their place.
His blood shot eyes meet my hazel eyes.
Rage. . .
His lips move --Redrum, Redrum, Redrum yes indeed.

thanks, yeah i know it's cheesey, but I couldn't think of anything else to say

Hey, Karate.
I like the message of your poem and feel like everyone can relate to it.

The beginning goes well, but then loses its momentum otwards the end. I think the last line sounds cheesy. But otherwise, I like it a lot.

"The Shell" (Need better title suggestion)

My heart is enclosed by a shell
I lost the key long ago
So locked away it will remain
Until I can let go

I learned to hide,
To turn my face from the world
Wishing death upon myself
Into that ball I curled

I couldn’t show those emotions
I wouldn’t cry those tears
I’d never scream
Those are the weakness that prove my fear

I may live through this
I may not
It can destroy me from the inside
But these weaknesses will rot

Away and not be shown
I will remain the girl in the shell
I will survive
I will escape this hell

The state of mind
That leaves me this way
That keeps me reserved
That losing the mask will harm me

Sometimes I feel that other can see through it
This act of mine
Everyone hides to some degree
And will always for the rest of time

§KLH§ - 02/10/06

Sorry if its seems like a wild tangent, I couldn't get my train of though straight. Critiques would be welcomed.

A song for you i don't have tunes for it yet or a title

(Verse 1)
I sulk through the shadows of my life
hiding in darkness in times of strife
I'm affiliated with nothing or maybe something

But with my eyes Zion
I've accertained the name of my savior now
and before I even ascertained that name
he bequethed in blood his ever lasting love to me
to save me from this finite plane

(Chorus)
King in the sky came to earth as a man
all in accordance to tha master's plan
He came and preached to you and me
then he died on that cross so that we could
see

that he loves you and he loves me no matter
what we do he'll see
but it's okay today and anyday because he paid to
save us in the blood of man mixed with love divine

I'll type verses 2 and 3 in later

I'm glad I've found a place where I think I can share my poetry and songs. I write both. This stuff is really personal to me, but hopefully someone will read this and be able to relate,so maybe they can express themselves as I try...
I wrote this song after a year and a half of a relationship of someone I had deeply and truly cared for. Here goes:

"I'm So Tired"

[Verse 1]

I'm startin' to see the things that tore us apart
All the lies you told me, No wonder you broke my heart.
I'm lost without you, yet I'm found without you.
I can't take you back, even though you gave me a map.
Too bad it wasn't true.
You say you love me, but you won't even hug me.
What's a girl supposed to do?
I'm tired of bein' in love with you.

[Chorus]

I'm so tired of the way you've been treating me (yeah)
And I'm so tired of the tears falling down these sad eyes
And I'm so tired of the world keep turning when I'm not learning how to say,
How to say goodbye and
And I'm so tired of wakin up every mornin'
And I'm so tired of doin that after I cry myself to sleep
And I'm also tired of bein tired of you and me.
You and Me
You and Me
You and Me
I'm tired of you and me.

[Verse 2]

My world is fallin' to pieces
I can hardly breathe and
Don't tell me you can relate
No, not today! Cuz
My eyes are darkening
My soul is embarking
On a journey; I'm not worth
I'm so scared; I'm not ready
All I know is I'm so tired [hold to chorus]

[Chorus]

Of the way you've been treating me (yeah)
And I'm so tired of the tears falling down these sad eyes
And I'm so tired of the world keep turning when I'm not learning how to say,
How to say goodbye and
And I'm so tired of wakin up every mornin'
And I'm so tired of doin that after I cry myself to sleep
And I'm also tired of bein tired of you and me.
~bonnie treece

i hope you enjoyed!

House

It was a house,
and not a home.
The blinds were close,
and the door bolt shut.

To keep you out,
or lock you in.
The clocks swayed,
and the mirrors showed,
what wasn’t there.

Behind a veil of tears
you have run and run.
Searching and screaming,
for that magic door.

But, only getting more lost
in my labyrinth called House.
Your heart is beating
so fast that it’s slow

The end is near
So, pray it’s quick.
When my House takes on
the life of
what you’ll never use.

That isn't half bad, and do I daresay I enjoyed it? One minor thing, is that unless you are missing your 'y' and 'o' keys, I would prefer you spell 'you' and not 'u.'

That is all.

I is me
But it’s not who I wanna be
Covered is my identity
Hidden beneath lies
Suffocating in expectations
Seduced by the society’s temptations

I is a girl
A fake glace of pearl
An invisible soul
A ghost hunting the world
Waiting for just one word
To set it free like a bird

I is just a letter
Trapped between reality and what’s better
Drowned in seas of bitterness
So morphed and so senseless
Everything seems to be meaningless
Seeing the word behind perfect eyes
Knowing that everything is a lie

let me know what u really think

s'alright

The first one...it was really good. Sorry I didn't specify.

I like that it's got an intresting direction

which one did you like klguddat? there were 2

I like yours amp. It's really good.

I gots a new one:

There are words left unspoken that should never be said
It's times like these where I wish I was dead
You can't begin to understand my pain
When you think that your way is the only way
I can't follow what's right for you
All I can say is it's not what I want to do
If you'd just shut up and go away
Everything would always be okay
But you never seem to be able to hold your tongue
So I'm giving up and just letting everything be done
You probably won't see me anymore
Cuz I've given up I can't take it anymore
When you see me lying in my eternal bed
Don't ask why it happened just leave it unsaid
Nobody needs to know why I'm this way
Cuz then my world would turn upside down and not be okay
I have to leave you now forever
And don't say the unspoken things - ever

Okay...so it's not very good...the title is Left Unspoken...I'm still working on a new one that should be a lot better.

2 new ones
no title as of now for #1
This was inpsired by the words on the sign outside of Parris Island Recruit Depot "Where the Diffrence Begins"

So I tell you I'm a diffrent type of person
but you don't seem to understand even throught this simple verse
and you can't seem to tell what makes me diffrent than you
well I tell you the diffrence isn't something that you can see
it's inside of you and inside of me
It's where the diffrence begins
you need to see that inside of me I'm not just the human you let yourself be
I'm going beyond that you see
I'm gonna be in the extreme
a United States Marine

and a new one entitled "Secrets in the Shadows"

We all have secrets that we hide from the world
thats right every boy and every girl
but sometimes a secret goes beyond changing us at our very core
it's moving through every pore
it's change like this that makes us diffrent
and a need to under stand that makes us go beyond
when you find the secret you find yourself and you find that you knew your secret all along

quote:

Death in a Way

Lifeless. What will
happen to me?
Am I supposed
to fear this
cycle's end?

You tell me
in a cat
meoooow
that life is
full of
indulgence
for anyone that
dares to
seize it.

They tell me
strict rules and
long-lived
traditions are
the only way to
another world.

Who to
believe? Both
threaten my
fate and claim
no matter what
I always do it
the wrong way.

For now
I hide myself from
such choices, but
I know I will
choose a written
destiny someday
Religion's fist will
beat me into it.

This one is cool, I likes......I wish I've had time lately to write/post something new.