~~My Poetry~~

Jan 31, 2008 - 21:44 PM PST

Fallen

Ive seen a lot of falling stars
But none as sad as mine
Never shooting very far
not shooting a straight line

my star was shooting
across the sky for you
but now im your wish
that wont come true
Because im a fallen star



WILTED

there is nothing more beautiful then the look on your face when your cried out in anguish over the dying flowers
as they sat there and wilted in your hands you realize it was your touch that brought them to death so soon.
you try to revive them, you bathed them in water and put them in dirt but the water only drowned them and the dirt would not hold them
you dont see why they die when you want to hold them so dear when all you want is their presence
its was only then you realize that you died yourself.it was then that you realized you were the one who was wilted.

FULL OF IT

I bet he doesnt know, the things you do when hes not around..
you serve him a pleasing smile with a side of lies.
hes still acts like he doesn't know
he pretends not to see the smirk behind your smile..
he doesn't notice your rapid blinking

But when he said you smelled like wild flowers
he thought they smelled illegal
when he said your eyes shine like the stars
he thought they were slightly glazed
when he said your lips tasted sweet
he thought "more like mint"
but i bet you could make him believe the innocence of a murderer
because after all he doesn't know


My Painting

I fell right into
My painting
My easel broke
Under my dead weight
My brush stabbed me
through the heart
my palate held only
varieties of red
I fell into my painting
becuase i had no one there to catch me


..>..>



Lost and Found

I lost my keys
so I went to you and you didn't have them
I lost my celly
And yet again you didn't have it
I lost my mind
And found that with my friends
I lost my heart
And found it in your hands

[b]KNOCKING ME OFF MY FEET[/b]

A gentle breeze
Could knock me off my feet
Cause I am a fragile feather
Like your mothers best china
I fall without effort
Shattered your heart
Staring in disbelief
Cause now you can't use me
For all those special occasions


Speak up

Dont keep those words
tucked behind your lips
Dont keep those words
sitting at the tip of your tounge
Dont keep those words
scratching at your throat
Dont keep those words
pawing at your gums
Dont keep those words
at bay any longer
wisper those words
scream those words
but dont keep them.

construction

I'm going to build a wall
Made from wood
So you might break through it
Get through the maze of my heart
Solve the puzzle
Make it whole
Glass breaks
Be kind
Pay for what can be broken



Around the clock

I wish I could drown out the noise of the ticking time clock,
keeping me up all night
reminding me of the seconds minutes and hours that pass by.
Doesn't seem to have all that much meaning
when my heart stopped beating
to the sound of the ticking time clock.


[i]little thing called love[/i]

It wont hurt so much in a little while,
the ache in your chest will subside
you'll put on that smile that will help you hide
you wont have to hold close the memories
they will soon fade
as the hands pass over the face
love will find another way
on another day
for right now just process
that it wont hurt so much in a little while...