*Poems*

[Creepy~Visage]

Well, hello again! I've now created a thread specifically for poems. There are lots of really cool old ones, and lots of new ones as well. And since you're on this board, I assume you are probably a teenager, and you also probably write your own poems, or know someone who writes their own poems. So come on in and shere them with us!!

Here's one..




Roads
By.Rachael H.

And there was the moon ...
staring me down
Watching my careless ride
through its bright orange face.
Soft whispers of song
heard breathing in the pauses
Secretly, they bribe the wind
to carry them away.

[EvIlHacKer]

I don't know why I'm bothering to post this, because I don't think I have any talents. Well I just get bored sometimes...so here it goes:

By: Well...ME! Seriously ;D

-The Channels of my Station-
Why can’t I have eternal happiness, then have to encounter such tragic events
My life and my own imaginative world, flipping through every venture I can face
My endless books with over a zillion chapters, with more added each day
So many questions and yet numerous useless answers
My days are always uncanny and yet my moods are trigger off by so many things
Emotions are unpredictably and yet I must have been through all channels of them
Through the days when I'm fuming with anger and then next bawling my eyes out
I can rely on my true station of my serene peace and my “tension executioner”
With my steaming hot chocolate and the classic plain cereal in the morning
My window of possibility and my closet that holds the secret and mystery to me
With my very elegant and artistic drawers that buries my treasury of decision and grasps my collection of glorious remembrance
Yet all these things clutches my life and tells the story of my existence
So many channels on which I spin through and which I never realized were there
My inner child is trying to escape out of me and only wants to play
My other side of me is trying to conquer me and wants to relieve its true image
The voice inside my head is striving to triumph over my mind and my spirit
The wraithlike and unearthly portrait of the most malignant thing haunts me
I’m also looked over by the pure and benevolent guardian that gazes over me
Either way and either side, both the sentiment and the more profound cogitation towards it...It can’t always go the way you want it
I am in bewilderment and yet I’m in great havoc
Living through life is more strenuous then you may think
Yet to some it just a austere moment and know a facile way of dealing with it
My delicate bubble...how sometimes I feel imprisoned and skeptical
My station is hosted by me and is also coordinated by me
I can switch it to either channels that I prefer and yet sometimes
I leave it at the same station all week
My emotions run rambunctious and finally they are release and are gratis
The cages are broken and the ropes has been untied
My station is now live and out into the public

[Creepy~Visage]

;D

Here's one I wrote for one of my friends when they were really depressed.

Flames

The symbol most feared
The hatred.The Tears.
Sitting at the lonely desk
He alone must face the test
To hide the feelings so strong
To put up a front for so long
This is for you, Alex.