Saturday, May 16, 2009

Another poem with a mirror

this is my first attempt at a non-rhyming , non- four line poem. its hard! sorry it probably stinks. I just put random lines together. here it is:

 she lost her self
doesn't know who she is 

A look in the mirror
reveals a face 
she does not own

what has she done?
what lies did she said?
why did she let it go this far? 

All those she has hurt
were the ones who cared the most

the unknown face 
now smiles at her

she says 
i want to go back

the face says
its to late now

you are me 
i am you

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Silence

this is my third poem in a row. i finally got around to putting all my poems on her =)

The silent smile
you see in the hall
but nobody sees
she's about to fall

there's no one to catch her
no one even knows her name
some find this normal, some don't care 
but this is not just a game. 

not one can know
the pain she bears 
having not a friend
no one to care

One day she will stay in bed
That day she will decide
to let her dreams take over 
from reality she will hide. 

Hope

Such a simple little word 
yet we hold it so dear
the meaning however
isn't always clear

It means something different 
to me, to you
It could be anything
depends on your view

It could be the saving word
or the thing that gets you through
it could tell a story
or maybe its you clue. 

Yet it could be your haunting 
something holding you back
afraid of something going wrong 
it could show what you lack

Hope is something funny
something thats new 
it could be anything 
just depends on your view. 

The Cycle

Emo or Preppy 
there's no in between 
pick one, live one
your only 13

College life now 
its you day
get drunk or study hard 
choose now-your the prey

21's the age
until the bills pile up
start a new job
not that fun being all grown up

The future you dreamed
isn't so clear
baby on the way
good luck next year

the golden years
final destination
yet your alone 
in isolation

Life is difficult 
I wish i would have known 
we take it for granted
until its gone. 

Saturday, May 9, 2009

The Secret Keeper

(I finally got down to posting! And happily it is not about death! But one of these days I need to write something happy >___> Its quite hard though....)

You do remember the saying,
We said it every night before bed,
It was our solemn promise,
Our darkest secret.

We promised to keep it till the day we died,
But I doubt that will happen,
Seeing as you’re the only one left,
I seemed to have faded away.

I became a dark shadow in your light,
I was the abomination you thought to hide,
Nothing was good enough for you,
But our solemn secret.

Though, I dare you to tell,
Show everyone what you’re really like,
Because I saw the monster through the veil,
And I always will.

That doesn’t matter anymore,
Because I refuse to live this lie,
I no longer hide the secret that was once ours,
But became mine.

I saw that night,
Twelve years ago,
We were so young,
But we knew.

I kept it because I hated you,
Yes you expected love,
However, it was nothing but anger,
And nothing to your fear.

Now I hold it in my hand,
While you go on living,
But I told you long ago,
I keep my secrets and you should keep yours.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

The conjoined poetry of Amanda Rose & Sophia Faye(:

hiyaa. this is a combined poem, by Amanda Rose && Sophia Faye
[:!
we're the best poets everrr [XD] && combined we rule the world, every 5 feet at a time...
so here it is, the untitled poem by the shortest people around[: !

the pictures blur
while walls close me in
our rights are disconnected
asking: can i survive this pain?
happiness is in the air
yet it is out of my grasp
no matter how much i try
to reach that simple thing
i will always be close
but never all the way there
so all my life i will wait
as it floats just above my head
why do i care anymore?
is it true, do i care?
always there, never close
the hope of happiness
the happiness of hope.