Well, I have two poems that I wrote just recently. They don't seem to flow though... any suggestions? (P.S. I'm incapable of writing positive or 'light' poetry, sorry. XD)
-------------------------------------------------- I like to think of my mind as a box Locked to all but the beholder of the key painted carelessly with thick black paint bursting at the seems with secrets longing to be told searching endlessly for the person to tell them to The person who can etch away the thick black paint the person who can reveal the rainbow hidden in the blackness the person with the key to my lock my box my mind -------------------------------------------------------------------
There is a secret land. That I go to when I'm sad when I'm hurt when I'm blue There is a land of refuge a land of all things true
a land without homelessness anorexia war a land without parents who just walk out the door
a land without labels or pretenders or fakes a land that doesn't care when you make simple mistakes
a land without broken promises broken hearts broken spirits broken anything.
I have a dream that this land will come true and everything will be perfect for me and for you but that dream is a sketch in the sand the waves will soon wash away this land
but this land will exist forever in my mind as the place I can go to leave everything behind ------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tikii12345 · Sat Feb 10, 2007 @ 03:37am · 3 Comments |