Normally I don't write poetry, but every now and then I write a couple based on my mood. I thought I'd share a couple that I could find that I've written within the past few years. You can critique all you like, I have no problem with that. Leave comments, too!

Torn

What started out as friendship meant so much to me
it was great, and I thought it would last forever.

But things went wrong, and fights were long
as they seemed to pour into the abyss of time.

We made the choice to part our ways, thinking it was best
but we suffered from our actions
and both of us could feel it,
yet saying nothing nor sharing with the rest.

A year between us passed in silence
but thoughts echoed loudly in our minds
You would walk into my sight and I’d pretend I didn’t know,
yet your footsteps would reverberate from behind.

Then came the day where all it took was a tragedy,
and the emotions came flooding back like the disasters in our life
and we embraced the pain we shared
by helping to lead a better life.

Now I see you as a friend,
and I finally feel complete.
But what was once will never be,
because I am fearing,
constantly fearing,
that our connection could come to an end.

Untitled

I beg of you, let this suffering stop.
I beg of you, let this suffering stop.
These are teh echoes of the thoughts in my mind,
they become empty shells-
hollow, unanswered, discarded.

I see life carry on,
and I am told to wait.
Desperate to be like everyone else,
I lurk in the shadows cast by daily routine.

Anger boils inside of me as I feel that familiar question dawning on me
Why me?
Why must I bear all this weight?
No answer comes to mind, because I know there is none.

Instead I try to hope and say,
let this suffering stop,
please... just let this suffering stop.

Mortal Madness

I couldn’t stand it any longer,
I grew weak instead of stronger.
A gaunt face stared back from the mirror,
the image slowly growing clearer.

The fearsome spectre taking form,
it’s he whose life’s thread I have torn.
His face appears wherever I go,
oh how his presence haunts me so.

“Oh go away!” I cry in shame,
yet he does not listen, my plea’s in vain.
“Forgive me please, I’ve done you wrong!”
But it’s too late, the deed is done.




So those are a few. Here is the rationale behind each poem.

1. Torn- This is a poem I wrote after I had a huge falling-out with my best friend of a few years ago. We remained separated for about a year. Then after Hurricane Katrina hit, we became friends again, because we were both worried about each others families who lived in New Orleans. That's why words are used like, "tragedy, flood, disasters". We are friends today, but it is no longer the same.

2. Untitled- I actually wrote this poem within ten minutes about two days ago. It's still in a rough stage- I am not completely finished with it yet, but I thought I'd put it up anyway. As of nearly five months ago, I have had a relapse with my chronic asthma, and numerous other health problems have surfaced. I wrote that poem because on that particular day I was feeling very angry with myself.

3. Mortal Madness- This poem was actually a school assignment from the eighth grade when I was about thirteen. This poem does not relate to anything in my life. We were supposed to take elements of E.A. Poe's works and write a poem modeling his literary style.

4. Untitled Lyrics- Yet again this is another school assignment from when I was thirteen. It was for social science. We had to write a song about a certain type of emotion, and I chose spite. The poem is actually based on exaggerated emotions of a girl who attended my school, but of course I never told her that.

Hey all,

I'm not much into writing poems. But every now and then I'll either be motivated to write one up, or I'll find that I've actually done a decent job with my work. I thought I'd put up some poems from over the span of... maybe five years. And I'm just going to include a little bit of info about each one and why I wrote it. Poem One: I wrote this poem back in my freshman or sophomore year I think. I was going through a bit of a friendship crisis with my best friend from middle school. She and I were so close, and then we parted ways from... "irreconciliable differences". Then we both were very much affected by Hurricaine Katrina, which sort of brought us back. I'm sure you can see the references to it down at the bottom of the poem. PS You might remember seeing this poem in a different thread of mine that I am trying to delete at the moment. Poem Two: This poem I remember writing in eighth grade. We were supposed to mock E.A. Poe (we were celebrating Halloween or something) and write a poem that was similar to his visions of torture, despair and lament. Poem Three: I most likely wrote this poem during my sophomore year, when my asthma and chronic sinusitis and bronchitis were all really damaging me. My asthma is very severe, and when I was a child the doctors said I was not expected to live. So all my life I've dealt with these problems and wondered why. This is just some poem I wrote to expel that frustration. Although I'm glad to say I don't feel that way anymore!

Torn

What started out as friendship meant so much to me
it was great, and I thought it would last forever.

But things went wrong, and fights were long
as they seemed to pour into the abyss of time.

We made the choice to part our ways, thinking it was best
but we suffered from our actions
and both of us could feel it,
yet saying nothing nor sharing with the rest.

A year between us passed in silence
but thoughts echoed loudly in our minds
You would walk into my sight and I’d pretend I didn’t know,
yet your footsteps would reverberate from behind.

Then came the day where all it took was a tragedy,
and the emotions came flooding back like the disasters in our life
and we embraced the pain we shared
by helping to lead a better life.

Now I see you as a friend,
and I finally feel complete.
But what was once will never be,
because I am fearing,
constantly fearing,
that our connection could come to an end.

Oooh, the second one's my favorite but very nice

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I liked the second one to reminds me of world of warcraft for some reason.

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Haha thanks a lot! I don't know World of Warcraft.. but if it's a good thing then thanks haha.