I thought these poems would be appropriate for the situation I am in at the moment. They reflect my past loves, heartbreaks and lusts. I aim to depict all the emotions I have felt in my relationships (past and present), so these poems have been carefully selected from all my journals. The poems were written by me from the age of 16 until now. If you are interested in my poetry please check out my previous post "Whatever you want it to be", for a small glimps. Thanks!
ANGELS: written @ age 19
Here on Earth,
the angels fly.
Without wings
they walk right by.
Not in the sky.
Or on a cloud.
They smile and laugh;
those happy sounds.
Nor are they
dressed in white.
They pass you by;
no blinding light.
If you cry,
don't look above.
Look straight ahead
for one sweet hug.
And if you fall,
reach out your hand.
They'll break your fall
before you land.
But if you are
too proud to see;
they'll walk right by
without a heed.
Not in the clouds,
or up above.
Just look ahead...
for their true love.
CHANGING: written @ age 18
Who is she?
This reflection I see?
She looks back with familiar eyes,
and to my surprise....
this girl is me.
A year has past.
Just one year last.
A reflection lost at sea.
This girl named me,
drifting.... a sail, but no mast.
The wind then blew.
Her reflection grew.
The mast was built,
and sails were filled.
The wind was willed....
her sails; they flew.
We learn to steer.
Now I am here.
Living by the wind.
It is never the end,
you will always mend
when looking past the mirror.
WHIM: Written @ age 20
Wakes up thinking of him.
Just a whim?
She's not really sure,
how he likes her.
Cuddles up at night.
A morning flight.
Looks into his eyes.
Falling isn't wise.
Her heart is on her sleeve.
Will he leave?
Don't reveal too much too soon;
like an open wound.
Is it too easly to miss?
A fleeting kiss.
She braces for lies.
Will he surprise?
Something she felt before?
Not really sure.
Falls asleep him in her head....
wishing he was here in my bed.
MAGIC: written @ age 21
A living being has no magic with out another.
Without the reflection of mischief in a second pair of eyes.
No laughter full of mirth or knowing smiles; no satisfied sighs.
No magic to share without you.... because you are my magic.
WINDOW DRIZZLE: written @ age 21
I gaze through you, like a window on a rainy day. Distorted but clear as to what lies ahead. I'm filled with fear for all the terrible things we've said. Looking in with the pane between us two. Separating and dividing, making sure we can't quite touch. Frosted glass and blurry dreams. Which one of us two is hiding? We want what is right, but we hope for the wrong. Holding on too tight... hoping and praying and dreaming a little too long. It's over, so sad. But we have to let go. We can open the window. We can let the wind blow. And we can finally allow our true thoughts to flow.
INSPIRING: written @ age 22
Inspriring desire
my mind is on fire
pushing higher and higher
It's you.
SHRINKING: written @ age 21
Afraid of pain?
Insane; am I sain?
Hurt you. Gain me.
Will I ever feel free?
Never kneel down.
Underwater.
Will I drown?
Still I wonder:
do you feel thunder?
Stolen love.
Marry the dove.
Together we perish.
Apart we flourish.
Drip, drop.....
Rain doesn't stop.
Shrinking smaller.
As you grow taller.
Hurt me. Gain you.
Through and through.
Take the pain.
Sane? who is sane?
THE FIVE DOUBLE-YOU'S: written @ age 22
What, where, why and how? I already know who. But the answers I need are all of the above.... and can only be answered by you.
LUCKY: written @ age 20
To feel i am lucky.
To hear his sighs.
To writher as breath.
Tickles my thighs.
To feel his hands.
Calloused on my skin.
To breath shivers.
From deep within.
To long for sensations.
Classified as sin.
Unravelling and rolling.
In this game I win.
FORGET YOU NOT: written @ age 22
I won't forget the look of your face. I'm saying goodbye. It wasn't a waste.
DRUGGED: written @ age 23
You are like a drug. I can't stay away. I need my hit of you today.
CLIPPED WINGS: written @ age 22
Let me fly away and above. Don't clip my wings. And when I migrate to the end of the Earth... I will always come back to you.
BEHIND BARS: written @ age 22
If I feel caged I will fall. Esteem team feen will give me a call.
THINKING: written @ age 23
Thinking of you again.
When will this rehearsal end?
I wish I could talk to you again.
You are not the same as you were then.
Still, I keep thinking of you again.
Wish I could call you my friend.
Have a heart to heart once again.
A plee of peace to heaven I send.
So that I won't think of you again.
Wish that after six years I would mend.
But then I think of you again.
For a day of ignorance my soul I would lend.
To not think of you again.
But then I remember.
And I think of you again.
GHOST TRAIN: written @ age 23
Clickity clack of a ghost trains past. Gone to search for the lost. From what was before, and what was then. Searching for this train-tracks end.
GLASS SHARDS: written @ age 23
Don't really know how to say sorry.
Don't really know what to do.
There are pieces lying around me
Pieces cut of you.
And when I pick them up again.
Put them back together with glue.
I know they won't fit quite right.
These pieces cut of you.
FAIRY TALES: written @ age 22
A juicy apple
Ripe for the picking
Red, round and waxed
Poisoned
Still I will eat
Lips
To turn this frog into a princess
Red round and juicy
A poisoned apple pie
With blackbird filling
STARS: written @ age 21
When I think of u,
a starry sky comes to mind.
Sparkling pens....
sketching flickering beliefs.
Poem after poem.
U are a scorpio up above me.
Your thoughts, feelings and dreams;
all translate into one constellation.
Because writting or reading the stars....
it's all the same.
LIVING FOOL: written @ this moment in time
Am I a fool, for throwing this all away?
What do they say?
"only fools rush in..."
Or out. I am rushing out.
For it seems like I know you too well.
Home, inside and out.
And without a doubt.
You are what I dream about.
Each quirk. Each beautiful sky.
Remember those skies?
pink and blue... me and you.
"red sky at night sailors delight.
blue sky at morn, sailors be warned"
We were warned,
But inspite..... we still had our delights.
And through it all,
I love you stilll.
Because inside and out.
I am a fool for you.