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Ocean
It has really been a while since I last posted a poem here (if you can effectively call them that XD )
Sorry it's too short,I'm just barely getting a hold on my inspiration these days.
As always,I hope you like it and ANY feedback you can give will be greatly appreciated.
Side note: the initial name of this poem was "Dazzle" but I figured Ocean was more fitting.
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To suppress the shadows of the past
To light to the future a new path
Into the ocean your anchor is cast
No destination is required
No greed in riches is desired
No lack of knowledge is admired
Sail into the horizons of the unknown
For this great ocean fits no map
And for this just notion fits no scamp
The routes are infinite and so are the tides
Will you lose sight of yourself and perish?
Or are you to be a great sailor who into the tide rides
The ocean of ones soul is greater than any mass of land
A place where nowhere else than on your ship can you stand
Be a mindless fool and take for granted
No where in this ocean can you lay stranded
nothing but water where ever you stare
The sight of soaring birds is ever so rare
Surviving until the night brings the sun to rest
But up in the sky millions of stars start to nest
Which stars will you use as compass?
Zigzag
A short simple poem I made,not much to say about it,except that I'm sure just about anyone can get the meaning behind it,I hope you like it.
Can't say I'm proud of it,it's rather lacking and really short,I hope I can come up with a better one next time.
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thoughts thoughts endless plots
confusing matters and creativity droughts
What to do with my time?
self improve or just resign?
Flustered flustered,confusion I've mustered
No plan of mine ever succeeds to luster!
Walk in circles walk in circles
what's the use for my bundles?
I have the tools I have the time
Why can't I get anything primed?!
lack of motive lack of votive
pencils down the time is up!
nothing is achieved it's just a stump!
Think less and do more
because of over thinking it was all a bore!
just stop knocking and open the door!
Put to use what you already have of lore.
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10 months after posting this I notice a grammar error right at the last line,How did I not find that until now?! >:(.
the line with the error:"Put to use what you already have of lore"
It was before "but to use what you already have of lore" ruining the whole thing at the very end,I should be more attentive when posting in the future XD.
Revelation
A poem made from the inspiration of a certain event,Can't tell you much more about it sorry XD,You know the drill,I hope you like it,and any feedback you can offer will be greatly appreciated,And if you have any questions please do ask,I will be glad to answer your questions.
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It was a moment of shock and a moment of surprise
I felt like a champion receiving his awaited prize
This world I hated so much,and all the things I despise
All the fake smiles and gestures,in this life all you need is a good disguise
A proud long path that keeps growing thinner with time
My iron steps begin to limb,the more I witness of death and crime
My sole proud path separates into hundreds of distorted lines
Curving breaking roads into the unknown,a vast field riddled with signs
Every action I do is doubtful,everything I say is a mouthful
My sense of right and wrong is twisted,My way of thought is insisted
I lose sight of myself and soon forget what emotions I once consisted
What's this? a stranger straddling a sole road in the distance
the stranger curiously waddles over to me"are you in need of assistance?"
The gesture he presents seems honest,the way he talks is modest
He takes my hand and invites me to walk on his path for a while
I instantly agree,anything to escape my binding tiles
My spirits are lifted,my sadness has drifted,my mood has shifted,
The stranger speaks words of comfort,words of compassion
The stranger speaks in fortitude and in a fiery passion
Words I thought were legends,words that i thought were only muttered in heavens
My dying fire is fueled,the chill in my soul is expelled
the pain in my heart starts to lessen,to him I held no confession
My hope is renewed,his words only compassion and sympathy include
"It's time for me to go" the stranger beckons a light in the shadows
I thank the stranger,and bid farewell,what will happen next
Only time will tell.
The shallowing
A poem requested by a friend of mine,He wanted it to be dark (figures) and I didn't want to turn them down,I am starting to really hate writing dark and sad poetry..Welp! you know the drill,I hope you find it of interest and any feedback you can give will be greatly appreciated.
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The black cherry blossom leaves fall to the ground
As the once blossoming tree within me loses it's brown
A grey husk cracked to the core,no matter how hard I try to endure
My life will never return to how it was before
Feigning smiles in the face of danger.
"Let's see what life has for me in store"
The cycle never breaks,A cycle forged by my own mistakes
A fair chance I was never given
But a sheer glance is all I beckon
A glance on the other side of my Miserable prison
The life I never had,The friends I never gained
My innocent heart shall forever be stained
This life has taken it's toll,Rendering my every dream and hope Null
Everything new I try feels Dull
The scars of the past,Engraved into my very skull
Nothing feels worth the effort,I feel like I'm planting roses in a desert
It feels like it's been ages,The world around me darkens as I keep turning the pages
It's all the same,It's all in vain,All my struggles and all my pain.
What am I possibly hoping to gain?
There are no flowers left alive when it starts to rain
Are you somewhere out there or are you not?
How long do I have to wait here and rot?
Clinging to hope tied by a simple knot
It's only a matter of time before I fall
I don't know for how much longer I can stall
I have no hero of my own that I can call
This the beginning of the end
This is where time stops to bend.
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Let's talk a bit about background shall we?
If you read this while listening to certain piano music and actually trying to imagine the word in your head,It's quite the experience (according to a certain individual).
The first line tells about black cherry blossom leaves,of course the cherry blossom trees are a kind and rich sight to the eye,My favorite tree actually,So here we compare the heart of the individual in the story to a cherry blossom tree that lost it's color and began to wither away.
The character also speaks of struggles and scars of the past,It's sad how these things are so common these days,The character talks also of a great sadness,not being able to achieve their dreams,And anything new tried,any hobbies,any jobs,any new activity,feels dull and unworthy of his/her time.
To the line of,"there are no flowers left when it starts to rain",the character's take here,is even if good fortune would reach him/her,it would already be too late to achieve that certain goal,And he/her are left with nothing but the words "only if" Causing even more agony than would have resulted,had "late salvation" had not arrived at all.
For a line or three the character pleads to "someone" out there,"are you there or are you not?" that someone being the person who can save the character from his/her current situation,even if mentally at least,and is mentioned as If this person was his/her soul mate.
And finally following the last lines,
"It's only a matter of time before I fall"
"I don't know for how much longer I can stall"
The character here talks about his/her mental instability as he/she would likely commit an act that would lead to his/her death.
"this is where time stops to bend" Notice we said "where" instead of "when" simply meaning that the character's current situation and current location Are destined to be the place of his/her end.
If you read all this,then Thank you very much!,Your reward is a text cookie! :3
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Tear drop
My shortest poem (yet),made in an unclear and fuzzy state of mind,though decay clearly hangs in the air,You know the drill,i hope you find it of interest and any feedback you can offer will be greatly appreciated.
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Oh my Dear love I am so sorry
if only I've spent more time with you
maybe you wouldn't have left this world in a hurry
Bittersweet memories fill my mind
oh what have i done? iv'e been so blind
My heart is enveloped in a sinners hatred
All my actions towards you were nothing but putrid
I took you for granted,and i sawed what iv'e planted
Nothing can help me,no one can save me
Shes gone and I'm all alone
A depraved king sitting on a sole throne
my soul may rust and my heart shall crust
there is no one left on this earth that i can trust
My fate is that of unused grand pianos
I lie there only to collect the dust
