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I look down the hallway and sigh,
I can't believe this is why I really wanted to die.
I think to myself and laugh, this is where I first heard your hello,
and now it's our last goodbye.
I came to relise that friends are much more than that.
Yes, some people were born dancers and some were athletic,
but that doesnt matter...wink wink I hope you've started to get it.


I'm going to miss the times we shared together,
The times we used to put bubble gum in the teachers hear when it was rainy weather.
The times we ued to run around in the halls,
The day that we all laughed when Sam walked into a wall.

We had our ups and downs but we always found a way through,
I remember when you used to say 'Hey!,that guy is so looking at you'

'Take every day as it comes at you - enjoy your time left' my parents used to say,
I know what they ment now, I'm glad I cherished each and every single day.

All my friends are leaving as hard as it is for me to say,
That's always been my greatest fear till this present day.
Promise you wont forget me as you go away!
Promise you'll come back to see me one day!
But the memories I have had for the past 15 years are from all the Best Friends that I know that will never go away.
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posted by Duncan-superfan
This poem has been written in my own style. I prefer free style poetry so this poem does not rhyme.
Enjoy~



Sitting a pearl white tub filled with warm clear water.

Sanctuary.

I set a slightly rusty blade gently on the center of my wrist.

The cool blade on my warm skin feels good.

Pressing harder, drawing crimson blood.
I slide the blade across my skin.


Sharp pain shoots through me.

Moaning in pain, I continue.
Blood starts dripping into the water.


Pink swirls in the water.

I let my bloody wrist soak in the water.

It stings, but feels good.

The blade goes into my other hand and do the same to my right wrist.

Sanctuary.

I let all my pain from lies ooze out of me and into the already pink water.

Tears run down my cheeks.

I feel sick and my eye lids droop.

I feel better now.

My head rolls to the side as I go unconsicious

Sanctuary.
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posted by gublerlover1
looking up into the clear blue sky
i lay in the wet grass wondering why
why is there always someone that's broken hearted
and why are people always breaking them
the pain is always deep
i wonder why the world is the way it is
why do people feel the need to start war
and why do innocent people have to suffer
the acts of those choice others

things are never great but we survive
and i wonder why no one has broken down
and now i wonder how

how do we get up and dust things off
then keep moving without on sign
that something has changed

so then i wonder
how would we thrive if these things
didnt happen and it was all the same
the war and the hurt
never moving forward
never knowing the repercussion of choices
for without knowing fthe poison of something
we can not move on the find the cure
posted by BritAshPos
Even if all the news channels got ruined
By how much I hate TV
Even if smiles went out of style
And all the sunsets were extinguished
Even if doctrines and duties were covered up
Even if action movies stopped
Even if pleasures in life were destroyed
And even if one final poem was written today
Just as long as you stay with me
And the feeling of your embrace remains
As well as the kiss you reinvent each day
And as long as your essence, your melancholy
Remains here in this place forever
After the sunset
Because I do...
I do depend on you
And if you were to stay with me
So would life itself
posted by keturahk
(alright so this is crap but just go with it. i def wrote it in like 7th grade so... -.-
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to love and them love me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought love was just a silly game ............ i want to love and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........