Yeah, a few more poems I wrote last night.
Its scary :o I've never really written poetry umm...ever. But now its like a flood. What's wrong with me!
here goes (using spoilers to save room)
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Why is this girl on my mind
Her body, divine.
Her eyes, a window to her soul.
She has the cutest little toes.
Her beauty I cannot, with words, define.
Oh how I wish she was mine.
Her hair, soft and supple.
Alas, we could never be a couple.
For I am a geek,
my body, meek.
My voice sounds absolutely horrible;
My hair, deplorable.
my spine, a parabolic curve.
Her? I do not deserve.
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Another one, about my birthday last year. I really hate birthdays, They are a sign that ive been lucky so far....
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The month was december
The date, i do not clearly remember.
The sun set too soon,
lost its battle with the moon.
This night, I was scared
Nothing could have prepared,
the dreams that night made no sense.
So I stayed awake, twas my only defense.
Yet again, I gave into sleep.
A slave to it, I am weak.
What is so important about this night one would ask?
Not this night, but the day to pass.
Tomorrow is my birthday.
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I've always liked poems that had the forest as a the scene. I futilely attempt in this poem. Its so difficult to describe something, such as a forest, and convey a certain emotion, in such a limited "time frame" as it were.
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A crisp winter morning
The crows, shivering on their branches cry out a warning
Frost caresses the leaves
Blood caked upon my knees.
The path affront clear.
Lost in the woods, but no sense of fear.
Folliage thick,
smell of decay, rich.
In a large armchair she resides;
from her piercing stare i cannot hide.
Odd this chair is situated near a stream;
its surreal, almost as if from a dream...
The girl, embodied in a faint vapor.
ask any sane man, and he would take her.
She wears a sweet lavender perfume
one that would take away a sense of gloom.
But alas,
I continued on my path.
She was not what I was looking for,
What I needed was something more...
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This poem isn't necessarily about me hearing voices(not schizophrenic); but my inhibitions holding me back.
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Oh god They've started
"You're so F****** retarded!"
"You let them take advantage of you!"
"You're Hopeless!"
"You are the world's biggest fool!"
"You're useless!"
"You're nothing!"
Make them stop!
"You're so F****** ugly!"
"You're a failure!"
"You're doomed!"
I hear them, night and day;
Oh god, make them go away!
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