Hey so I'm deciding that I'm gonna start a large collection of poems, and I'm keeping them here. Since might be dark, I might even try for happy. Most of these poems will be me doing spontaneous writing so they may very in quality. Either way, do enjoy! I am now hollow Gently falling down my grave Gone unnoticed by the masses My light begins to fade They tear me apart Piece by piece These voices won't silence Because they're coming from me Nowhere to run No place to hide So now I stay Nobody to find No love to be found The light is away
The Cadence Left, right. Left, right Can you hear the beat? One foot, two foot Marching down the street Left, right. Left, right Time has never stopped Tick, tock. Tick, tock Running 'round the clock Left, right. Left, right No one guides the herd Some stay, some stray They all go unheard Left, right. Left, right Life goes marching on Some walk. Some rot Life still marches on
The Last Chapter Our time has come to say goodbye To close this book of fun and lies A tale of growth that's old as time Our time has come to live our lives
Aloha The time has come to say goodbye To this chapter called my Hawaii life The island spirit in a foreign boy Aloha 'oe. Aloha 'oe
Vita Steady your mind Let your thoughts flow free Forget your woes Now listen to me Picture the forest Full of colors and lights An untouched meadow And the sounds of life Now see a dark sky With the stars so bright The planets aligned And the moon's just right And now the ocean With the water so blue So vast and empty Yet full of life too Life's so serene When you accept the obscene The cogs own the scene But life runs this machine
Much to do About Nothing A man walks in And orders a sin He drinks from the glass And reflects on his past He sees his wife The light of his life As she fades away On that fateful day And so he drinks He sits and he thinks On the nothing he has done And the nothing he's become
You play with these big ideas but your voice is lost in them. These read very closed off and impersonal. Like you have something more to say but didn't take the time to find the words to express them. To us, your dear readers, it leaves us feeling you didn't open yourself up. To be completely honest though, your latest post references Shakespeare, it's by far your weakest submission.
This is the song of a dying man His hourglass is out of sand He lived his life without a regret And tells his family not to fret Taken out while still in his prime Something trivial, not to be bothered by For his life was not grey, but instead bright and gay. The lights of his day by his bedside and kept him at bay. While his life finally slips away. In life's greatest offer of peace Time not wasted Sweet life that's tasted And memories not yet tainted All coming to an end Hear his song, just one more time His story was long. There's still life in his eyes Listen "This is the song of a dying man My hourglass is out of sand It's time for me to say goodbye To God's great and beautiful lie"