*NEW* POETS CORNER

[sirmavers]

I know it isn't, I did do one like that, but longer, and rhyming probably lol It's not nice is it, actually, I remember, I did a saga on death and suicide (see other thread) and I did a really crap one I didn't include, and it was like this, but crap, longer but somehow didn't go into as much depth Like it though.

[Exo-Happiness]

Mine's not about suicide. But yeah.. cool. Thanks. I really don't like mine though. Except I did see a load of clouds whilst on a train. And they looked like a city. Which spurred me to write it. I wrote it between my two favourite staions. Ham Street and Appledore.

[sirmavers]

Surely. Window inviting me, resisting the temptation?? It has to be, you just don't know it.

[Exo-Happiness]

Nope. Not at all. The window is merely the route to the city in the clouds. Resisting the temptation to visit the city. It's more about the things I can't resist than the things I can. But I didn't want to put what I have to succumb to. So I decided to write what I know I can resist. Despite seeing the city and being overwhelmed with intrigue and loning to visit it, I know I don't need to. It may be my only chance to walk its streets, but it's not a life or death situation. And so I can resist it. Other things I just can't resist. to me, the poem is more about these thigns. one in particular. So no. It's not about suicide. At all.

[sirmavers]

I still think it is I'm once again confused. Carry on...

[Exo-Happiness]

I know I've missed my chance.
Yet this is the second time You have been right.
To know you no longer feel the same.
It destroys me to give up this fight.

I can't breathe and it's you I want to help me.
You lead me off to the midnight garden.
You hold my hand.
You make me laugh.
The weight on my chest lifts and the oxygen rushes in.
But then I must go back to someone else.
I still wish his hand was yours.
His lips were yours.
My heart was yours.
But I've missed my chance.

[dontask]

pretty sure i get that one much better than the previous. ill try and get something up today.

[Exo-Happiness]

That's an old one.
And do! I feel like the only posting poet now that Ant's shooed off.

[dontask]

i will do very ill so not going out, so may as well.

[cb]

i cant write or read poetry properly, dont know why

[Exo-Happiness]

Awwh. Poor Luke. *Hugs*
And cb... Maybe it's your age.

[dontask]

must be an oasis fan

[sirmavers]

Forgetting all the crap that I've spoke the last week, completely forgetting it. I have some cheesy tosh to keep you all company, still not sure about it. But it wasn't caught, it was written

She said....
Things will be alright,
Close your eyes and none of the world will see you cry,
Sleep until another day and just dream,
Hold on! Hold on! To those dreams.

So I said....
Oh just promise not to empathise, about all the things you don't understand,
Everything will soon seem a breeze,
Just sleep another day and dream,
Hold on! Hold on! To those dreams.

And she said....
You know this world will be so cruel, taking back the love it gave to you,
If you sleep another day, then you'll be fine,
Rest another day, with another dream,
Hold on! Hold on! To those dreams.

I said....
We may all have broken hearts, I'll just whistle sad that I fell apart,
I'd rather laugh, than see up weep,
Hold on! Hold on! To those dreams.

She said....
Don't listen to the whispers that just knock you down, only listen to your own,
Write out your own path and don't fall through,
Hold on! Hold on! To those dreams.

I whispered....
All those goodbyes I sent, where just a feeling,
When all this time I should be dreaming,
Of getting back what they took from us,
Hold on! Hold on! To those dreams.

And so....
Everything may be fading, but it's much different to what it seems,
Hold on! Hold on! To those dreams.

[Exo-Happiness]

WOOOOOOOOOOO!

*claps*

[sirmavers]

*hangs head in slight embarassment that it doesn't live up to the bullshit talk*

Just remember that none of this follows the theory, and none of it has anything to do with anything I've said!!