Another poem, because why not...
Who am I?
Who am I?
The one who stumbles upon a moonlight
To seek a final answer to the question
Am I right?
Do I do enough to catch myself
To fall from great heights of madness
Place my troubles on a high enough shelf,
And escape my indifference in sadness?
How naive I must be to complete the only thing that makes me...me
The choices that I flee to counteract my effortless pleas for forgiveness,
as I speak the word please?
I shout with my lungs the phrase of glee
How must I be,
And how do I ask the question,
Who am I?
But what does that mean?
Sure I must be far from clean
But am I so terrible?
Could I be so unbearable?
The voices in my head that tell me I am unforgiving, horrible, a cloak of darkness, unwearable?
Grammatical dystrophy fixes the mental distance I create in me,
For I have allowed the thoughts of calamity to dull the empty pain that I can feel deep inside of me.
What I do with this dull throb is up to me to do with what I please
To the thoughts that never cease to uphold any of my pleas
I shout to the top of the sky,
I will happily demolish any darkness with ease.
damn thats really good
I may post more poems if more people enjoy them
Scarlet petals over crimson flower tops
The scent of the bloom, that I hope never stops
Whispers of silence is all but enough
Words of defiance is all but too rough
I'm missing the sound of the words you don't say
I'm missing the sight of the smiles you give away
For one day pass, my heart shrinks again
One too many times, I've told you I would stay
You've gone away forever
I miss times we've been together
Til the day we meet again
I miss you, old friend
We will meet again
As sure as the moon revolves around our world
In the black oceans of space
Deep in infinite mystery
A design with a ruthless grace
In one form or another
One soul will pass the other by
And will know it from the words
We will know when eye meets eye
For we are made of stars
Born of earth
And divided by the sea
For all that has kept us apart
Look how the world bends to make us meet.
@Equinox You have talent! Nice poems dude, keep them coming
Your poem was beautiful. I'll post a poem in response to yours because I'm bored. I'll call it 'Who are you?'
Who are you?
Your eyes hit me like bullets
Deeper than the ocean
Older than the stars
I have been searching for you
Without knowing that
We were ever apart.
Who are you?
You breathe and draw me in
I am weightless in your gaze
You are open
Am falling in.
(You know...that's not half bad for something I just thought up on the spot). The internet can have that one on me.
Wrote another poem
I felt challenged
Kinda liked the idea of writing on the spot
Let's see what you've got
Who am I?
Yet another poet I suppose
Rows and rows of lines to see
The many thoughts that I call 'Me'
I am the one on the other side
The one to return that freshly grown rose
Some may have
But none other to love
But I have you
And you have me
May our words be in faith
And set one another free
I'm gonna cry hahaha
Thanks for this and have an amazing Valentine's!!
Spread more poems of love for those that deserve it!
@Darla-Alphalfa good night!
@Equinox you too dude! Was a pleasure to connect with you on a creative level! All the best. Take care.
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@belethor ill post another, thanks to you
Can we talk, I love your poems
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@Equinox I didnt read this poem. Its too big. You expect me to read that? No!
Never gonna happen. I am sure you have done a good job though. I gotta give the credit where the credit is due, if you haven't copied it somewhere from the internet. Now that would be disappointing. Anyhow, thanks for reading my comment. Feel free to go fuck yourself now and eat pizza and drink some Diet Dr Pepper.
@Rebellious danggggg, it B like that
@010604-Aj of course!
@Equinox awesome ️
You hand me the rose
I take it with care
I still feel the thorns
But pretend they're not there
'We've all been hurt
Just see through the pain'
Is the mantra that continually
Runs through my brain
And yet the pain still obscures
My vision of you
I am still yours
That much is true
In truth, in this moment
As our lines intertwine
All things are connected
Indeed, you are mine.
I'm off to bed. Good night fellow poet