Silent tears of the poet

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thanks Cruel again for edit the title, i'm in your debt once more

Season of Gray

Look at this line
Hearken what I want to say
From the heart of mine
Is one that need to be allayed

Never my dream comes true
In love, life and other to be yearned
So far there were nothing to lose
But the first day of love never return

How thawing the kiss
And fervid the cheek I once caressed
Like rain to the earth flourish
From heaven it poured to my loneliness

Then what of the goodbye ?
Nothing I fear, but romance departs
I always loose, no one beside
Folorn I was, no dream ever last

There's so much left to say
As too many love I wish to give
But the leaves have turned gray
On my grave, a lily longs to grieve​
 
As the first time

Blue street light
I always have you aside
Tell me love
How many hearts have broken
For love?

Carry on, I will be strong
Life is much shorter than a song
For our time
Will never be a rhymth

We do feel despair
Through the love we tried to share
We do cry
Even so, we don't know why

All love whisper
Are dying slowly with the winter
But now
I'm still loving her so
As the first time
I found her deep in my soul​
 
A confession of ...

Filthy Love

Look into my dark filthy soul
And beyond this window
What do I see, what do I feel ?
Nothing but a wound can't be healed

She is my only love
I long for her, as I try to hide
The dirty needs that wrench my heart
But in her eyes, can I ever lie ?

The fountain of life, she guided me there
Togeether we basked in the hopes, I scare
That one day our eyes can't meet again
And alone I was left in the rain

Please know how much I resent
The animal that rages within
In the cage it never stops weeping
For a day when it can be free

But that day never comes, I have seen
The shadow behind this window, your glee
Sister, it's your face blushing in fire
As another man thrusts you in desire

How far I have run back just to see
My only love and him in the scene
Behind this window, something died
And to where I can find comfort, and cry?

"To the ocean, the deep silent tide
To the shore where we used to sing
The song of lover, of beautiful spring
In its silence I found your smile
Where our love belong"​
 
Dedicated to BS ...


Don't go too far

Can you hear what I say, though a whisper?
Do you really listen to me, my sweet lover?
Can you hear the sound of my heart breaking?
Do you know that I'm not sad, but dying?

Tenderly hold me, do you know that I'm cold?
Day after day, my question is still unsolved
For whom your eyes sparkle, like the stars?
My love, please stay with me, don't go too far

Remember who stayed with you all night long
When the fire and the light were all gone
Remember how we survived the winter nights
Did you know that I was always by your side?

Was I the one who tasted the bitterness?
Of your tears, my heart was never rested
Was I the one who love so hopelessly?
That day will it come, can I still believe?

My everything, I gave to you with no regret
So please don't ask me to forget, to forsake
Until death who will be waiting?
For why you have gone so far, darling...​
 
From me to SuJugean...

Goodbye, my love, goodbye

I turned my eyes,
Looking at your face drowned in the final light.
Your eyes were red,
Your tears were constantly shed in the night.
I heard your scream,
You kept calling me in your dream.
Your love was strong,
But that was not the place where I belonged.
Longing for a new start,
I left all the old parts behind.
Standing there in the night,
You tried to grasp the last light.
For what you could not find,
It could never be by your side.
I apologize,
For breaking your heart, hurting your soul.
Still the answer is but a silent "No",
Let us find our own paths to follow.
Please just let go,
Let us free ourselves from sorrow.
For the final peace of mind.
Goodbye, my love, goodbye.​
 
I only have two sentences:

"To me, she is the one and only
To her, I am an one of many"

I think a two-sentence poem is very short, but I tried my best =)). I am really bad at literature.

p/s: Can anyone show me how to switch to VNI mode? Typing in English with Telex mode is a real disaster :((
 
Look at the bottom left of this page, you will see a keyboard setting, change it to VNI or turn it off.

and ... "To her, I'm the one of many"

But I like it, this doubt, this torment, this sadness ... reflects from just 2 sentences

However it isn't a poem yet, more like a statement, cus so far I have never seen a two sentences poem before
 
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Thanks for showing me how to switch to VNI mode and correcting my mistake:">. Next time I'll try more than "my best" to make longer and better
 
Well, it's not that because your "poem" was short, the best poem is best written like a story without too much euphemism, and for any good poem you can see Aristotle's story structure in there :

Begin of the story
Middle of the story
The conclusion of the story

Your "poem" splashed me with confusion, it reflected your sadness, and your reasons is because of the your beloved's unfaithful heart, dark and pitch black, but yet told me the end of the story: what did you do to after that, did you tell her how do you really feel, how do you tell her, what's her response, and how's your feeling after that ? ...

So basically i'm looking forward to see an end of your poem pretty soon, my friend.
 
In the eyes of the stranger

Standing alone in the black mountain,
The total stranger's filled with strange emotions.
Staring at the vast and limitless ocean,
Inside him is nothing but repentance.

People came and went,
Walking on the same path again and again.
A green field with tranquility
Turned into a wasteland of uncertainty.
People ran, people hid.
Bullets took the lead.
Piercing through the flesh,
Human meat, so fresh!
Scattered on the way,
Organs were like weeds in May.
A bit here, a little there,
Some arms, some legs, some heads and some hair.
Staring at the nearby river,
Couldn't even tell if it was blood or water.
Speakers of the truth,
Their words just could not get through.
Cruel were the dark days, bright were the dead nights.
Corpses were burning in the wicked fire.
As lies spread,
People lost their heads.
Heading towards the destination,
Disappearing was the resolution.
Blood thirsty demons,
Kept on eating humans,
Munching flesh under big trees,
All of which hung half-the-bodies.
People's screams resounded endlessly.
Kindness, there was not any.
A little child was weeping,
His dad had died when fighting.
Giving without getting,
Pain and suffering,
The death bell was ringing,
Breaking the little piece of silence.
Laden sorrow in the gray sunshine,
Red was dying the sky.

Hides the total stranger,
Stopped the blood river,
Still everything is filled with wonder.
And all the pain shall last forever...​
 
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Bước Đi​


Ta đi mãi về một phía mặt trời
Mặt trời lên, rồi mặt trời lại lặn
Hoàng hôn thắm nhuốm ưu phiền trong mắt
Biết về đâu khi đã nắng cuối ngày?

Khẽ nhắm mắt ngăn khóe mi đừng cay
Bước một bước là chẳng thể lùi lại
Mặt trời lại lên, ta đi, đi mãi
Dẫu sức cùng, vẫn đứng dậy...và đi

Bước cứ bước, ta chẳng cần nghĩ suy
Đường mịt mờ, giờ làm sao đi tiếp?
Hoàng hôn in bóng người đơn chiếc
Nghe giọt buồn mặn đắng trong tim.​

____________


Going​


Go ahead towards the sunlight
The sun rises and sets in the sky
Sunset brings my eyes the sadness
Where to go at the end of day?

Close my eyes that I will not cry
Go forward, never can backward
Again sun rises, so I'll go straight
Feel tired, but stand up...and go

Not thinking before going. So
How can I go on when it's dark?
In sunset, alone on the road
Feeling tears...so sad...deep in soul.​



By Ngọc Miharu
HN, 03.06.2010​
 
I believe Joker does have some kind of love with Harley, but a maniac like him can not show it at a normal and healthy way.If Joker confesses his love,I believe he will write this poem to her



Come to me, my dear sweet Harley,



At first see you make me dizzy.



I am may a killer in fact,



But you see, at least I'm free.



But this city is full of gory,



Almost no place for us to live.



I am Prince and you are Princess,



Our castle: Arkham Asylum.



For only you, Harley
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Nemesis- Inspire by the relationship between heroes and villains
We are Nemesis

God know we are slick,

I and you

We are the opposites



You are Life, I am Death

I am Dread, you are Ease,

You are free, I am locked

Our last battle shall shock the world.



We have long played the hero-villain game

Since when we both known

I and you are all the same.



We are like,

Grendel and Beowulf

Optimus and Megatron

The dragon and the prince

In our blood we sink.



I chose Red Queen and you chose Alice

You played Achilles and I played Hector

When my parents got divorced

Just in time our teacher gave you a good score.

Quite coincidentally, huh?



You and I ,

Nemesis of all time

How we hate each other?

Nah, I don't give a damn!
 
I expect the grammar police will come, otherwise not worth posting here




Blooming days

If you ever see me die
Please don't bring me back to life
All I want is salvation
From this long gone emotions

All the kisses of yours
Can't heal what has died before
But my heart was grateful
I wasn't alone, life was prideful

This pool of red water
Don't tread in any further
I heard a voice calling
A burning angel's descending

She was once innocent
A paradise seeker with temptation
My leaden heart was light
Through her embrace the end is nigh

Of all loneliness

The blooming days bid farewell
I closed my eyes, from heaven to hell
To where she's left me behind
Was I not yours, and you're mine?

The story would always end
Once love could finally began
I closed my eyes again
May peace poison me in this rain

My friend, in your heart
Was there any true love?
Or just one undying thirst
Longing deeply for your first?


From the dream you haven't told
What you saw and can't hold
It reigns forever strong
In peace sing with me this song

The blooming days bid farewell
​
 
So long I had been travelling
To find the most valuable thing
Money, car or bling?
No, they were not the thing.

More and more I searched
For that unknown stuff,
More and more I was hurt
Hope crashed into dust.

I had nowhere to go
No clue to follow
All the doors were closed
Wrong choice that I chose?

Loneliness ate my breath
Felt like I was dead
Would I ever have
A chance before death

Then, you came to my life

Everything is rectified
You are here, bringing the light
Showing me the way to find
The treasure of my life.​


I already found it. You wanna know what it is? Read the bold letters above. Yes, it's S.M.I.L.E. It's your smile that brightens my days and warms my nights. Sorry if I meddle in your life too much, but all I want is to make you smile, as a clown. And I'll fight any mothafuckas that dare sadden you.
 
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Depressed kid is depressing - free style poet :D - since 7th grade :
I saw a kid
Playing
With their friends
Nicely

I listened to a song
Peacefully
Sat on a chair
Closed my eyes

I helped an old lady
Cross the street
Her hand shaking
Terrify street

I got good mark
Bring home
Got yelled
Because my school

I made my self a rope
Put my head through
A hole
Kicked the chair
Entered an etenal slumber

Woke up
It just a dream
But when I realised
I wanted to go back


...
 
My baby on the shore

My baby on the shore, my baby on the shore

Deep and dark and wet and cold

My baby on the shore, my baby on the shore

Small and sad and lonely too.



My baby on the shore, my baby on the shore

why stare at it, velvet eyes

forsaken, forgotten, forgiven

no.



My baby on the shore, my baby on the shore

I search for you, you search for me

Hanging from a limbo

My baby on the shore, my baby on the shore.



See me baby, see my bleeding heart

drained out of tears to cry for your lost

unfair, unfair so, oh my baby on the shore

I search for you, but do you seek me?



My sin, stained a dark blot

stigma on that already dark shore

please wait for me, please do not leave

though I know, never have you forgiven.



The scent of rue, the stink of blood

Forever us, forever you, a piece of my flesh

That traitorous boatman

Do you think he will wait for us, oh my baby on the shore?



A little crow, a little swallow

perch on your shoulder and cry.

A little maggot, two little maggots

trying to gnaw you, but were swallowed alive.



Don't I know you love me?

Don't you know I do?

I do so much that it kills me

vowing to find you, oh my baby on the shore.





Even, if he killed me many times over

that from my blood roses bloom

my love for you will nevermore ceased

because you are my cub, my baby on the shore.



You stroll down that limbo

sleepy eyes, velvety

lonely but not lost,

do you hate me, my baby on the shore?



oh no that beast,that beast of melancholy,

devouring me, alive, alive

no matter how many times it ripped my heart open

that scar still hurt, so much I cried.



My baby on the shore, strolling down that limbo

ensnaring your path

are the beasts of misery

that keep devouring me, alive.

(from Anatasia)
 
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