X_Chris-chaos_X « Thread Started on Nov 3, 2009, 12:15pm »
[b]Screen name:[chrischaos]
[b]Age:[19]
[b]How long have you been writing poetry?[Ever since i can remember it has been a great passion for me.]
[b]What drives you to write?[Life occurrences, love, depression, deceit , almost anything that happens i spend time on writing about. ]
[b]Are you willing to accept criticism, grow, and leave thoughtful feedback for others?[YES!]
[b]Please post three poems that you have written over the last year of your choosing.[Thinking Words Suggested by the falling lines. Into perspective by prying thoughts, Given thought by solemn dreams. To see the lies that we have built ourselves upon, Life is perceived through our eyes. Of whom we trust is our decision, Because in our hearts is our own prison. To lock inside to isolate feelings, Not to show our dreams and hopes. Confiding in our closest friends, When they will be there in the end, If they may be our one true love, How will we know if we are trapped? Locked inside our empty hearts, We will never know to play our part. To be the one to be there for, The ones we love, That we would die, Never knowing their reply. To see the face to forever yearn For the eternal love we will never earn. Considering our deluded needs, Through everything we cannot see. To reap the days to live in fear, Of losing the one the one that we hold dear. Everything that’s been and lost, Will never seem to match the cost, The price we pay the dreams we take, Never to begin to say. The way we feel, No matter how strong, Will haunt me every day I long, The lonely life that we will lead, If we don’t love and live and breathe. Desire is want and bliss and need, To be the light we must succeed. In love and in life’s sorrowed creed TWO-My heart bleeds through my pen. It hurts not to be let in. Patience tends to wear thin. So I Count back from ten
You remind me I'm just a friend. Yet I've been there and back again. Yes I would stay until the end. So I Count back from ten.
I see your lost thoughts within. How do I help, were do I begin. I'm waiting so that you can amend. So I count back from ten. THREE- I hate it when people say everybody hates them when Most of the time the person they are telling it to is someone Who cares about them.
I hate it when people say no one could ever love them. When the person next to them is dying to be with them.
I hate it when some people spend half their lives Complaining about how bad their life is even though They never do anything to fix it.
I hate it when some people say they hate their Job and life when some people would give theirs up for it In a second.
Our lives could end at any moment, And we need to realize our lives Are better than we think because there is Always someone who would give theirs up For yours in a heartbeat, even though We constantly fail to realize it.
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[b]Do you have any additional info or insight that you would like to share?[I have been reading and loving poetry from this site for about a year or so already.]