I wrote this this morning, for the someone special in my life.  I'm not all that good at poetry, but I gave it a shot.
     
     
     I'd fight millions of battles, all by myself
     
     I'd walk miles and miles, gasping for breath
     
     The walls and the barriers, I'd overcome
     
     I'd go without eating, live on the last crumb
     
     There is nothing at all, that I wouldn't do
     
     To prove once and for all, that my love is true
     
     
     Though I may waver, fill myself up with doubt
     
     You are the one thing I can't do without
     
     The tears and the heartaches, the hopes and the dreams
     
     My world would be empty and cold, so it seems
     
     Unless you were here with me holding me close
     
     You are the one that I will love most
     
     
     You can make me laugh, turn frown into smile
     
     As around me, the world fell all the while
     
     My words have been true, I have not told a lie
     
     As the days and the years, like water, tick by
     
     This feeling I have, is deeper than true
     
     From the depths of my soul, I will always love you
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Quistis-Chan
     
     
      02-25-2002, 09:21 PM
     
     
    
     it takes a lot to express how you feel and to find the words...
     
     I think you did a good job here... it's touching..
     
     beautiful poem, Chrysalis.
    
    
   
   
    
     
      FFSilver
     
     
      02-27-2002, 05:35 AM
     
     
    
     I enjoyed your poem very much...:)
    
    
   
   
    
    
     You look in the mirror, and all that you see
     
     Is a young woman, homley as she can be
     
     You curse the world, and think ill of fate
     
     You wonder where life is headed at this rate
     
     
     Your life was so plain, there's nothing you've done
     
     To make you stand out, a shadow you've become
     
     You live everyday, like you did every last
     
     Just hoping that the end would come quick and fast
     
     
     Then one day came along, someone different and new
     
     And all he could see, was the beautiful you
     
     You didn't know what made him act like he did
     
     He fought through the shadows in your heart where you hid
     
     
     He did what he could just to see your sweet smile
     
     Pushing himself beyond his limits, all the while
     
     You still didn't know, what this man saw in you
     
     To give of himself, so selfless and true
     
     
     You asked him one day, why he treated you so
     
     He turned and he smiled, and said I think that you know
     
     In this world, like you there are few
     
     I looked past everything, to the beautiful you.
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Raidenex
     
     
      02-28-2002, 12:26 PM
     
     
    
     Brian, you smoothie you...
     
     
     Hell, if it weren't for Betsy, i'd crack onto you :p.
    
    
   
   
    
    
     I smile at you, but you don't smile back
     
     And I can feel myself waver and crack
     
     I want to be in your heart, like you are in mine
     
     To share of this wonderful feeling divine
     
     There is nothing I want, not silver nor gold
     
     But to be close, so you I can hold
     
     Your memory I carry, deep in my soul
     
     To keep me warm when the world turns so cold
     
     The smell of your hair, the taste of your kiss
     
     These are some things I don't want to miss
     
     
     But your heart has been locked, the entrance is barred
     
     To protect your own heart, from it being scarred
     
     I push and I pull, trying to work my way in
     
     But the doorway it seems, is locked from within
     
     Someone from your past, has left you so hurt
     
     dragged you through mud, left you covered in dirt
     
     
     I have so much for you, if you'd open to me
     
     You have me completely, why can't you see
     
     Every night, I lay and I cry
     
     trying to keep from living a lie
     
     The world unto me, seems to have spited
     
     To suffer through a love unrequited
    
    
   
   
    
    
     You say you need time, and I understand
     
     It's a difficult choice; there's plenty of sand
     
     patience I have, there's no need to rush
     
     Take your time, like painter with brush
     
     I can wait for forever, if that's what it takes
     
     until your mind, it's decision it makes
     
     
     I will be here, no matter how long
     
     Until I can hear that beautiful song
     
     My path I have chosen, there is no more doubt
     
     Until you decide, I can tarry about
     
     Until you can say, those three words so true
     
     I will wait for eternity to hear "I love you"
    
    
   
   
    
     
      mystica
     
     
      03-07-2002, 04:57 AM
     
     
    
     wow Brian...those are so true to heart....I can almost feel what your poems say...
    
    
   
   
    
    
     Those are excellent, and well done. I'd have to say I liked those alot, and you should keep it up.
    
    
   
   
    
    
     Life is hard, and sometimes unfair
     
     and happiness is always too rare
     
     Friends come and go, and loved ones do, too
     
     The comfort they give is too far and too few
     
     
     But there comes a day in everyone's life
     
     When you are about to be filled up with strife
     
     That you find the one person on whom you can lean
     
     Who will comfort you of all the troubles you've seen
     
     
     They'll be there for you, no matter the hour
     
     No matter the day, they'll lend you their power
     
     They'll give you their strength in your moments of weakness
     
     And together you know, you can fight through the darkness
     
     
     The will of two people, and the strength of their love
     
     Can chase away shadows, clear the skies up above
     
     It can drive back the demons, this feeling so true
     
     Knowing that someone out there really loves you
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Quistis-Chan
     
     
      03-09-2002, 04:00 AM
     
     
    
     poetry written through emotion is the most powerful of all... no matter the skill level, it's beauty.  Bravo...
    
    
   
   
    
    
     Times get tough, and they may even seem too hard
     
     There's no telling what life will bring when it deals me my next card
     
     Sometimes I think that I may never hold a winning hand
     
     Seems I'm always folding when I wish that I could stand
     
     
     I was down to my last hand, it was all or nothing now
     
     As I was dealt my final five, I could feel the sweat running down my brow
     
     Nervously, I looked to see what life had dealt to me
     
     It was the ten, Jack, King, and Ace of hearts, I only need the Queen
     
     
     When I laid the card face down upon the table
     
     My thoughts turned to you, and I knew that I was able
     
     I was handed my last card, there was now no turning back
     
     Anxiously I glanced at it, and hoped that what I needed I didn't lack
     
     
     As they called to show the cards, one by one they laid them down
     
     I set my five on the table, there was no way that I could frown
     
     As the people left the table, I slowly stood and turned
     
     I walked away rejoicing, this game I was not burned
     
     
     I counted what I had, which was the sum of many parts
     
     The card life had dealt to me is you, for you are my Queen of Hearts
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Drea
     
     
      04-20-2002, 02:57 AM
     
     
    
     Your poems are excellent Chrysalis. The flow of them is very smooth and suits the theme of each piece.
     
     
     Very powerful, emotional and beautiful as well. . . each poem seems to tug on my heartstrings personally. Each one made me think. And they are very expressive.
     
     
     It's like your heart is in every word.
     
     
     Keep it up. :D
    
    
   
   
    
    
     Unfair
     
     
     Throughout the years
     
     There's been good times and bad
     
     Through laughter and tears
     
     Either happy or sad
     
     
     Life always takes what it gives
     
     Ripping joy from my heart
     
     Even though it still lives
     
     Like being stabbed with a dart
     
     
     With pain it replaces
     
     The good times I'd have
     
     Mocking with faces
     
     I yearn for a salve
     
     
     Over and over the cycle repeats
     
     Always leaving me torn in it's wake
     
     Always smashing all of my feats
     
     It's too much; My mind wants to break
     
     
     Everytime it gives and it takes
     
     I feel so beaten and bare
     
     I can't stand anymore the torture it makes
     
     Life is just so unfair...
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Merl
     
     
      09-13-2002, 07:08 AM
     
     
    
     Its a piece of truth and strong emotion set in the stillest of waters and the coldest of stone.
     
     
     Nicely played and nicely wrote
    
    
   
   
    
    
     I look back on the times that we shared
     
     Hoping you seen how much that I cared
     
     Those moments we shared are precious to me
     
     I just wish that now was what used to be
     
     
     I know that it'd be hard when I'm so far away
     
     but to have you back, any price I would pay
     
     My feelings for you are rooted deep in my soul
     
     With you not around, in my life is a hole
     
     
     I know taking me back would be pretty tough
     
     But I'm sure we could make it if we try hard enough
     
     Please just give me one more little chance
     
     I don't want to give up on our special romance
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Autumn
     
     
      12-09-2002, 11:09 AM
     
     
    
     Well, I didn't have time to read all your poems Chrysalis but I got to read your most recent poem and it's really good. The rhyming is perfect, the use of emotions is great and overall it'ds a very well done poem. Keep it up!
     
     
     *Claps* ^_^
    
    
   
   
    
    
     When I was young I hoped to find
     
     A friend who would be true,
     
     Who would heal my broken spirit,
     
     Who would listen when I'm blue.
     
     
     Yet, I never knew my future
     
     would include so dear a friend,
     
     Someone who knew just how to listen
     
     and on whom I could depend.
     
     
     Then God heard my need for someone
     
     And He answered it with you,
     
     Thank you friend, for reaching out
     
     And being one so true.
     
     
     Through good times and bad
     
     We've helped each other out,
     
     Knowing that when you're needed,
     
     You'd be there without a doubt.
     
     
     And I hope that this reminds you
     
     That even when we're apart,
     
     That you'll always be a treasure
     
     That I hold deep in my heart.
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Quistis-Chan
     
     
      01-26-2003, 09:04 AM
     
     
    
     awww ^___^ Sweet sentiments every time I read it.
     
     
     We all need friends like that :).
    
    
   
   
    
    
     The drama, the chaos, why can't it just end?
     
     Life is too short to have to deal with such things
     
     What you want is just a moment of joy
     
     To live in the happiness that it brings
     
     
     But friends turned their backs
     
     Like it seems they don't care
     
     They've trampled your heart and your feelings
     
     And it seems so unfair
     
     
     Why can't they accept everything that you are?
     
     All you wanted was a friend who would care
     
     Who'd help you through troubles and trials
     
     And the happiness, even if it's still rare
     
     
     I've tried my best to be such a friend
     
     Even when most said that I shouldn't dare
     
     But I promised you that no matter what
     
     You would know I'd be there
     
     
     Through all of the problems that life throws your way
     
     I will be a shoulder on which to lean or to cry
     
     To give you strength when you need it
     
     Or to wipe your eyes dry
     
     
     I will be there to listen when no one else will
     
     I will be there to hold you when you feel so alone
     
     Or when the words of some people
     
     Cut you straight to the bone
     
     
     Through all this drama and torment
     
     I still hope that you see
     
     That despite what others say or they do
     
     You are worth every minute to me
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Drea
     
     
      01-29-2003, 05:08 PM
     
     
    
     What a powerful and truthful piece. It had a wonderful rythum to it. . . I like it and I can relate to it. It kinda reminds me of "the light at the end of the tunnel" kind of thing, more so referring to a person.
     
     
     The poem reeks up hopelessness and yet it leans towards the hope of leaning on another.
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Quistis-Chan
     
     
      01-30-2003, 06:52 AM
     
     
    
     it's a very good poem, Nny... I like it a lot...
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Autumn
     
     
      01-31-2003, 04:53 AM
     
     
    
     Your recent poem was great Nny. It's very easy to relate to and it really puts that scenario into perspective. Well done Nny! ^_^
    
    
   
   
    
    
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of love and summer dreams.
     
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of laughter and moonbeams.
     
     
     My heart rests only,
     
     When it lies near your own.
     
     My eyes close softly,
     
     When we two are alone.
     
     My love is yours forever more,
     
     If only you�d open the door.
     
     
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of songs and falling leaves,
     
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of a heart that never grieves.
     
     
     Your voice is my anchor,
     
     Against the seas of pain;
     
     Our life an adventure,
     
     From which we only gain.
     
     Wrap your arms around me,
     
     And end the boundary.
     
     
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of kisses and pure snow.
     
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of eyes and cheeks aglow.
     
     
     Let our songs become one,
     
     Let our lives meld as well,
     
     Let our two threads be spun,
     
     About the same spindle.
     
     Hearts together always,
     
     My love becomes a blaze.
     
     
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of rain and life newborn.
     
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of oaths to be sworn.
     
     
     Place your hand within mine.
     
     Look deeply in my eyes.
     
     Tell me to you I shine.
     
     Please tell me no more lies
     
     Give me all of yourself,
     
     That we may be one self.
     
     
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of truth and distant stars,
     
     Whisper to me,
     
     Of all that now is ours.
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Draven
     
     
      04-27-2003, 06:45 PM
     
     
    
     thats kinda cool;)
    
    
   
   
    
    
     The past is the past; it�s as simple as that
     
     Memories of times that have come and gone
     
     Actions taken, and ideas that were thought
     
     Fading away among the mists of time
     
     
     Strange as it may be, the past can hurt sometimes
     
     Digging wounds deeper, we find that
     
     Along with the fond memories of friends
     
     Come the painful remembrance of those who�ve wronged
     
     
     Over time, as day by day passes by
     
     The pain will lessen, and eventually disappear
     
     The only advice I can give you
     
     Is to hold fast and weather the storm
     
     
     But when the times of the grief of such memories
     
     Becomes more than you can handle
     
     Remember that I�m always here to talk or to hold
     
     Giving you my strength to carry you on
    
    
   
   
    
    
     What can we do
     
     When the world turns against us
     
     When people dig the ground out
     
     From under your feet
     
     
     Sending you deeper and deeper
     
     Into a pit of dispair
     
     That you dug not yourself
     
     But found yourself in nonetheless
     
     
     When even love turns her hand
     
     Helping you not
     
     to pull yourself up from the hole
     
     But helping to dig
     
     
     As all that was close
     
     Seems even further away
     
     And things that were far
     
     Are now out of sight
     
     
     The only solace I've found
     
     Is to remember the walk
     
     The reason why we are here
     
     And what waits for us when we finish
     
     
     And so I keep struggling
     
     To climb the steep walls
     
     Grasping for help
     
     As the pit deepens under me
     
     
     And I know, if I fall, that it would end me
    
    
   
   
    
     
      Quistis-Chan
     
     
      10-01-2003, 12:05 AM
     
     
    
     beautiful heart felt poem.... it can't help but stir the soul... et maintenant, je pleur.
    
    
   
   
    
    
     Dreams are our fantasy
     
     They visit us in our sleep
     
     and sometimes while awake
     
     
     They are our expectations
     
     What we want from life
     
     And what we get from living
     
     
     They are our love
     
     When separated by distance
     
     They bring us nearer to those we care about
     
     
     Dreams can be our peace
     
     When we're troubled
     
     They offer comfort
     
     
     They can also be our plans
     
     Visions of thoughts
     
     that will carry us to our goal
     
     
     But most of all, Dreams are hope
     
     Hope of better futures
     
     Or of better times
     
     
     And it's when we stop to dream
     
     That we most often realize
     
     Dreams are life
     
     
     And life, life is not a dream
    
    
   
   
    
     
      pedo mc tax me softly, black person (whom i love)
     
     
      11-11-2003, 08:23 PM
     
     
    
     Very good poem...
     
     
     But I wonder, what about those of us who never have dreams worth remembering?...
     
     
     Or if they are all nightmares......
    
    
   
   
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