Alright guys this is just some of what I wrote....two poems that were completely random...Ahem...
Babylon and the Resurrection
There's a land I know of.
With a deep dark past.
Perhaps once the home of the immortal above.
If they hadn't sinned, alot of it would last.
But in the great flood they were lost.
They were power hungry, too greedy.
And it was their lives that it cost.
In the resurrection, we won't be needy.
Hatred, most of it absorbed through feelings.
How I wish I didn't have to experience it.
Temptations go as high and through the ceiling.
Cupids arrows will strike everyone in one hit.
Love spread through the world.
This new place is no match for Lucifer.
At times I wish he and I hadn't quirreled.
But because of stupid decisions its pain we endure.
Im told beyond the sky, there's a better place for me.
I can't remember the last time everyone was so innocent.
When the world starts over, no plague, no disease.
A world of peace, love, harmony, that's how it was meant.
God had a special plan for me.
He'd treat me better than any other man will.
It's so hard to open my eyes and see.
I'm just waiting for the gauntlet of tears to spill.
No more will women hurt, no more suffereing, no more pain.
We are all created equally.
They say it's God crying in every storm it rains.
He has so much love for me, for us, so much sympathy.
A White and Grey Forest
Getting the best of someone, can be hard.
Especially if you're the stubborn kind.
My visions burn so brightly, golden.
The sun, the only thing for warmth.
My heart, is it freezing o'er? Or just breaking?
I think I could use that sunlight on me now.
Running through a white, and grey forest.
The ground covered in snow, and twigs.
Branches of trees become so fragile.
Like your skin, before the cold.
When you used to hold me in your arms.
And to think, those days feel like yesterday.
It's comical, how I think we can be together.
Knowing you, I'll never get that chance again.
Tears rolling down my cheeks when I remember.
Of all the fun, and the nights you walked me home.
And today my smile is sentimental.
My tears stain my porcelain hands.
Covering my face in shame of all that I've done.
I should have known from the start, it'd be just that...a start.
My dreams and nightmares aren't over.
In fact they're just starting.
Every day I wonder, am I living a dream?
Or is it just a nightmare bound to get worse?
I'm just a girl, in a wannabe world.
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time.
To prevent myself, from making all those mistakes.
But then again...I'd lose everything all to the fact of reality.
I hope you guys enjoy my poetry, I hope to make it big in the world. If you would like give me your best criticism....It'll greatly help.
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