Poem Thread

and all these lines fall short of what i had in mind
a failed attempt to capsulize a feeling,
so i just try and fail and try and try again
and someday, i swear i'm going to get it
because i'm convinced that giving in is the worst thing there is.
 
All I want is a window into your life
A way to see you
To see how you think
To see how you act
To see how you look at me
A way to see you

That is all I want
A way to see you

I’m not asking for a lot
Just a small peek
A small crack
A keyhole
A window
A door
What ever you will let me see
Because the reality is I don’t know you
But I want to know you
Because I love you
Can you love someone that you think you don’t know?
 
So I guess this is the ending or a beautiful mistake.
And if we both agree that we shouldn't be together why does it hurt so much?
I feel like I lost my closest friend.
I don't want to fall asleep alone, but do I want to wake up with you?
I hope you're happy and completely lonely.


I'll break my heart in two,
More times than you could ever do.
While your fading scent,
Just slips through my grip.
And while I'm at it, I'll say I've had it,
Experience with you is a mistake.
 
When it all just fits
No more waiting up 'till midnight
To see if he comes home
And it sinks in
Through these holes in your old bed sheets
You might spend your life alone
And you don't want to be alone
no not alone

When you think too much
And you came to another game
Despondent out of touch
And you reach so hard it makes you fall
For these hands that let you go
That shouldn't let you go at all
that shouldnt let you go at all
no not at all

I don't know what its like to be you babe
but from the looks I don't think I want to
and I know I've been hanging on tight
so maybe it just might mean I want you
yeah babe I want you

You know what I mean
When I say that I come from a place that hurts
You fit in my scene
And try to make everything work
You watch me turn green
I come down, yeah but I might never land
You said you'd understand
But you don't want to be there
When it goes down again

Staring at the ceiling
Gives me another feeling
About who you are
And you know I was really thinking
I could be another Lincoln
If I got this far
If I got this far
driving in my car
and Then I started holding on to things I couldn't keep
And the wise *** called me ******
But I feel more like a creep
and these things creep
I watch them creep
and I dont get no sleep

And I don't know what it's like to take it slow
and from the feel I don't think I want to
no I dont want to
and I now know
And I know that it seems I'm Letting go
And things I know, I know would haunt you
and I don't want to haunt you

You know what I mean
When I say that I come from a place that hurts
You fit in my scene
And try to make everything work
You watch me turn green
I come down, yeah but I might never land
You said you'd understand
But you don't want to be there
When it goes down again
 

Roxter79 said:
audrey left some lipstick
on her cigarette in the ashtray
with a note scrawled on a napkin
saying "this is glamour".
this is where hollywood cues the delusion
that everything looked this blue
through sinatra's eyes

that song = my love
 
Roxter79 said:
Does she kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head?
And does she sing to you incessantly from the place between your bed and wall?
Does she walk around all day at school with her feet inside your shoes?
Looking down every few steps to pretend she walks with you.
Does she know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched?
And does she cry through broken sentences like I love you far too much?
OH MY GOD! PLEASE MARRY ME, I LOVE THIS SONG WITH SERIOUSLY EVERY OUNCE OF MY BODY.
 
In the place of gods, in the hands of fate.
I gave it all but I've been raped.
No friends ever came, no love for me.
I know that I'm free.
From the words, from the cancer, from their eyes.
From all the bullcrap I despise.
From all the countless effing lies.
You're all dead to me.
If I could I would stop your heart.
Not a threat, just a thought I do enjoy.

Do your best to keep me from you.​


..yeah i kinda had to edit some "bad words" :-/ but it's a really good song!
 
xCourxCorex said:
OH MY GOD! PLEASE MARRY ME, I LOVE THIS SONG WITH SERIOUSLY EVERY OUNCE OF MY BODY.


Haha if I was a boy I so would . . . haha well hell with it I will anyways :)
 
hahahaha i absolutely loooove that song by 100demons, they are fantastic and a half!
yay! im getting married :)
 
Last time I was actually active on here... I posted a few poems, but didn't get a whole thread going! Props to the starter...

<center>TO MY FRIEND

And as the walls were broken down,
Amidst the wrath, and rage
Out came a strudy girl,
Too beautiful to be caged.

And as her heart broke before me,
My eyes welled with tears,
A cup filled to the brim.
It was too much that I could bear.

And as I ran to her side,
To comfort and console,
She fell too hard to the ground
She felt all too cold.

And as I wrapped her in my arms,
A shivering, shining thing,
I held her close to my heart,
To her a lullaby would I sing. </center>

PARCHED

Echoes of footsteps,
beat in my ears.
Flashes of your face,
illuminated by the soft glow
of a candle.
Tiny rivers of salty-water,
flowing down to the delta of your chin.
We embrace, a quick touch of skin,
and the door's open,
I'm leaving.

"Don't go."
My body turns,
a 360 degree beating whirl,
My heart in my throat.
Hands, shaking.
Knees, quaking.
Only when being led back,
does brain function return,
Quick flashes of,
"Don't go."

The fog settles in,
my eyes blank again,
I'm blind to the mist,
Groping the air for his body.
Alas, the dream has come again,
a constant haunting,
a constant wanting.

Thirst is never quenched,
with only a sip of water.
 
xCourxCorex said:
yay! im getting married :)


hahaha yessssssss





I'm sorry I didn't believe you. Because now my
Hands are shaking and they won't stop. Because now I
Feel like I have to throw up worse than ever. Simply because
He had me at "hello".

Because I don't want him to hurt now like I did. That's the last thing I want.
Because I didn't know this could ever happen,
And why hasn't Hell frozen over?

Because there are rare times when I have trouble
Sleeping, and tonight is one of them.

Only because this is not how
I thought I would feel. Because now I've got this
Horrible feeling in the pit of
My stomach, something I've never
Ever never felt before.
Because I'm numb
All over.

Is this real? Somebody pinch me. Because I
Want to make this all go away right now.
Right now. Please.

And because I can't
think tonight, I can't think.

Because this just had to happen the day before tomorrow. Right
Now.

Just Don't Hurt.
 
Oh Roxter79, way to make me get all teary-eyed..

" he had me at hello "


my ex-boyfriend pulled the very-cheesey-yet-quite-effective "you had me at hello" line when we first started dating..
and yes, i'm not really "over him" yet.

oh, sheesh i'm rambling now..

anyways , my future-spouse, that was a moment.
</3
 
coca cols sky said:
audrey left some lipstick
on her cigarette in the ashtray
with a note scrawled on a napkin
saying "this is glamour".
this is where hollywood cues the delusion
that everything looked this blue
through sinatra's eyes

QUOTE]
i believe that is everytimeidie, but i could be wrong. hell, i probably am, but i have this weird feeling that it is..

..hmmmm

EDIT:
i just checked the song; it is them !
the song's called "here's lookin at you" by every time i die
::::::::::::::::::::::::
Staring at a ghost across a table set for two,
This is the last call before the credits roll.
The charm of silver screen depression saturated in alcohol.
It's so seductive.
Filtered through tobacco haze.
It's so effing intoxicating,
The way they glimmer through the grain and make dysfunction such a fashion.
Jimmy stewart suicidal sex appeal.
The alcoholic is the last true hopeless romantic.
Stumbling and smelling of stale gasoline,
Making james dean speeches to an empty room.
Audrey left some lipstick on her cigarette in the ashtray
With a note scrawled on a napkin saying this is glamour.
This is where hollywood cues the delusion
That everything looked this blue through sinatra's eyes.
What america needs is another worthwhile overdose.
Celestial bodies constructed on set,
Destined to explode in the headlines.
Another dry martini and a methamphetmaine.
Godspeed Norma Jean, I hope you saved us one last sleeping pill play it again for me.
The tragedy of a track marked beauty queen.
The starlet in the magazine.
She looks all right to me.
She looks so good to me.
But there's somthing in the way she moves, like i want to.
Make me want you.
Tonight i feel like fame, dreary and estranged.
I'd scratch through glass not to be without you.
(Without you) there's a whole lotta shakin' going on.
 
you're awesome :) I love that songx100000



I know how it is about the whole ex thing. I dated Corey [my ex] over a year and he kind of killed me and I still love him very very much, but I have a new boyfriend and he's great :)
 
aww i'm glad you're happy now ! :)

.. i lovveee this song so i'm posting it.


Build on a loss to injury.
Step back from a fallen dream.
I stay and won't go easy.
I stay for My Desire.
My arm falls and strength is fading from my veins.
I cling to a dream that once ruled my world.
Been gone for so long without a second thought.
I have misled but I won't let this wreck my world.
That I have left without a trace.
It takes all I have to forget.
I wanted nothing more than to have my day.
This dream still lives inside of.
Hold on to every emotion.
Go further with every step.
I asked for with every wish, but now I find it almost gone.
Misguided, another day has come and gone without the truth.
But this will never fade my world.
That I have left without a trace.
It takes all I have to forget.
I wanted nothing more than to have my day.
This dream still lives inside of me.
This will never fade.
This dream will never fade!
As each day goes on the chance for my day slips away.
I will not forget my home, my world, my home.​
 
gosh you know you're like the awesomest ever haha





If they only knew.

They say band isn't hard.
They see more glory in the 11 people who run around a field carrying a ball made from pig skin rather than 200 people running around the field playing music and creating forms.
They say band is easy work.
They say the band doesn't deserve glory.
They say the band needs to get off the field.
They say that cheerleading, football, basketball, and so on are harder than band.
They say that they can do it.


Well.......

They have never put 200 strangers together and got them to work as one unit.
They have never spent 500 hours on music and marching.
They have never put blood, sweat, and tears into much of anything.
They have never once gone and cheered for the band.
They have never seen 200 people cry at the same time.
They have never seen 200 people watch 3 hard months of work in heat, rain, wind, and cold turn to nothing.
They have never been there to comfort us.
They have never seen people with sprained ankles and bruised knees say, "Screw it i'm fine." and march on pain for months.

So...

Those who say it's not hard............................
Band starts in May.

I can't freaking wait :)
 
They say that these are not the best of times, but they're the only times I've ever known. And I believe there is a time for meditation in cathedrals of our own. Now, I have seen that sad surrender in my lover's eyes, and I can only stand apart and sympathize, for we are always what our situations hand us. It's either sadness or euphoria.

And so we'll argue and we'll compromise, and realize that nothing's ever changed. For all our mutual experience, our separate conclusions are the same. Now, we are forced to recognize our inhumanity: our reason coexists with our insanity. Though we choose between reality and madness, it's either sadness or euphoria.

How thoughtlessly we dissipate our energies. Perhaps we don't fulfill each other's fantasies. So we stand upon the ledges of our lives with our respective similarities. It's either sadness or euphoria.
 
I'm going to pretend I can make up a poemtypething ...

DANCE TEAM
Everyone at my school hates us
We are DANCE TEAM
The athletic director says we're not a sport -
We are DANCE TEAM
We wear our uniforms and get mistaken for CHEERLEADERS -
We are DANCE TEAM
We help organize Homecoming, but get little recognition -
We are DANCE TEAM
The WRESTLING TEAM takes over our practice room -
We are DANCE TEAM
We perform at FOOTBALL games, SOCCER games, BASKETBALL games -
We are DANCE TEAM
We work our butts off to win 1st place at camp, but nobody cares -
We are DANCE TEAM
...and we're damn proud of it !​
haha I'm so demented sometimes it's funny... :)
GO WHS DANCE TEAM ! wweeeeeeeeeeee!
 


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