Just Words

Maturity: Medium; A wide range of emotions. Death is talked about, but nothing graphic.
Fantasy: None, besides metaphors.

Mouse
I tend to disappear.
I tend to fade.
Sometimes I'm invisible
and quiet.
My hair is brown
and I have black framed glasses.
I am a mouse
but a lion lurks underneath.
I am passed over
and forgotten.
I am a doormat at times.
But I can be bright
and wondrous.
And then I hide
again.

Eyes
Sometimes I wonder
at the pain in your eyes.
It swallows me
blackens my heart
and erases memories.
Your misery is not my doing.
But I'm sorry
God, how I'm sorry.

Sometimes I wonder
at the black in their eyes.
And think
no, not me.
I hate it, I hate it
yet I'm helpless
hopeless
and needing you.
But the pain in your eyes.

Sometimes I wonder
at the hurt in my eyes.
I gaze in the mirror
and you look back at me.
And I realize
you are me.

Temptation
I don't know you anymore.
You are not the person I met.
Your eyes are dark,
black as your heart.
You call to me,
tantalize me.
And I'm tempted.
Oh, how I want to rest,
in this sweet serenity you promise me.
How I want to sink,
into this pool of nothingness.
But then I remember the life I have,
and the people I love,
and the people who love me.
And I remain,
this sweet angel of innocence.
While you spiral downwards into a column of darkness.

Angel Wings
I'll carry you down
and I won't make a sound.
On angel wings
with angel dreams.
A halo and a whisper,
carrying you.
You're helpless and dreaming,
I watch you sleep.
Gently
gently
gently.
Down the stairs
and out the window.
Quietly
quietly
quietly.
With angel sighs
and angel breath.
Out
out
out.
Tenderly I carry you
out to the world
there.
And you sleep.
I'll carry you down
and I won't make a sound.
On angel wings
with angel dreams.

A Tangled Web
Tangled in this web
of lies and hatred.
I can't escape
I'm suffocating.
I'm tangled
like a spider's next meal.
In a web of deceit
and confused remorse.
I hate myself
I hate you
I hate all of them.
The world is nothing but a fable
and I want out.
Sometimes I wonder
how anyone can be happy,
because I'm here
wallowing.
But then
I found you again.
And the sun burst through the clouds.

Drowning In A Rainbow
Blue, red, and black
melting down the wall.
Crayola colors running down my cheeks.
Should have used waterproof.
I watch
hypnotized
as the colors run down.
Purple, yellow, and brown.
Flowing rainbows,
crash over me.
Drown in wonder,
in flashing luminosity.
I can't breathe for
the splash of sudden overload.
White, yellow, and teal.
I'm drowning in a rainbow.

The Walls
I broke down the wall,
that heavy brick wall.
And it crumbled.
I stepped over the ruins,
and felt triumphant.
And there was another one,
staring me in the face.
So I broke down the wall,
that heavy brick wall.
It took me longer this time.
But I stepped over the ruins,
and grinned.
Another DATENUTS!' wall looked me in the eye.
So I barreled through that wall as well,
and it fell to the ground.
Took me forever this time.
But I broke down that wall,
that heavy brick wall.
I trudged on.
Yet another wall blocked my path.
I shot myself towards it;
and didn't make a dent.
I pummeled on it with my fists,
I hit and kicked at it,
and all it did was give me a sore toe.
I sobbed and yelled and screamed.
But that wall sat there defiantly,
daring me to try again.
So I just sat,
with my back to it.
And I cried.

Twilight
On this warm summer night,
I'm catching lightning bugs,
in a jar.
Natures flashlight,
captured in glass.
I run through the dewy grass,
ensnaring tiny light-bulbs.
My jar is full now and it glows.
I gaze at the small lamps buzzing for a minute,
and then I unscrew the jar lid.
I watch them flutter off into the twilight,
and I feel like a piece of me went with them.

Sorry, that was much longer then I thought it would be. o_O

Wow that is...beautiful and wonderful and awesome

Wow. Those were beautiful! You really have a talent for poetry (:

Those are wonderful!! I really enjoyed reading them, especially Mouse. I love how you say there's a lion lurking underneath.

Thankeys all around!

A Fairy Tale Day:




Rain.

The pitter-patter of drops on the roof.

The smell afterwords.

The puddles in the dirt lanes.

Hot coco and cuddly quilts.

Dancing flames encased in bricks.

Umbrellas and boots like rainbows.

And the rainbows.

The fuzzy old movies at Grandmas house.

Popcorn and books.

The pitted ground after.

And the mist rising off the roads.

It makes everything look like a fairy
tale.

Rain.

Good job!! x3 I like the style of that one, and it's really sentimental.

Yeah, that was what I was going for. Thanks!

Swelcome. :3

I'm not even sure if it counts, cuz it's so short, but I thought it was cute
I Did:




I had words.

Really I did.

But they left,

because you're standing next to me.

I could breath.

But you looked at me.

I had thoughts.

But they flew when you uttered my name.

I had me.

But I left when you said,

“I love you”

And there was only you.

Another one! :O
Haven't named it yet:




Why?

Why do you toy with me?

Like a ball of yarn,

casually batted aside.

A song,

to be fancied one day and ignored the
next.

You lure me,

tug on my heart,

and convince me to fall again.

And then you pull the rug out from
under my feet,

and I fall,

but this time onto the floor.

Why?

Why must you kiss me today,

and shun me tomorrow?

My heart is whole and beating,

and then you sweep it off the table,

and shatter it like a glittering
waterfall.

You watch the pieces of me,

collapse on the floor,

and grin.

And then,

you turn,

and walk away.

:3 Aww, that first one is so cute! And the second one is sad. I luff 'em. x3

Wow, you're really good at writing poetry! My favorites are probably the one about the wall and the one about the eyes. They're really easy to relate to!

Aw, thanks guys!

Wow, these are AMAZING! I love how many similes you use to describe your emotions. I can really relate to these, too. I wish I could write poems like you.

Oh, wow. That's like the best compliment you could give me! Thank you!

I Am Leaving:




This can't be happening.

I can't let this happen.

No, no, this is wrong!

I thrash,

I flail,

I fight this thing that is suffocating
me.

I push it away,

and it comes back.

It eats at me,

gnaws at my core.

Slowly,

I feel my soul fading.

I am leaving,

because of you,

I have to go.

I fight with my last breath,

I feebly protest with my last word.

But it's no use.

I am leaving...

I am gone...

You're welcome. :3

I really like the new one, too! That's always how I feel when I have to leave something I love. :[

Gosh, I seem to be overflowing with poetry, but no prose...
Protest:




Rise up.

Stand up.

Push against this flood of lies.

Put your fist in the air,

and protest.

We will not take this.

We will not be treated this way.

We will speak up,

stand up,

and act out.

This will not beat us.

We will stand tall.

Head up and shout!

Defy and turn the tide.

Because this is our war,

nobody else is fighting it for us.

Hold on and stick it through.

Rise up.

Stand up.

These are REALLY awesome. Please make more.

Oh, thank you. I will! x]

I think my favorite is the Drowning in a Rainbow one, but they're all splendid. ^-^
I like that they're short and sweet, yet each has sort of a story. (What I mean is that each is creative but not overly lengthly.)
I hope you continue to write more!

Those two latest ones were great! The first one I read was really cool, and the second is so inspirational. It makes me wanna do stuff about my mom.

Wow. That's all I can say. Thank you guys so much! I never thought my poetry was that good...

Well ya better believe it.