Silence,
smothered by
music that
breaks the loneliness
in my heart.


Although
my mind
is still seeking
for you...


I do miss you,
but I won't tell you.
The secrets of
my heart you
will never know.


Although
my mind
is still seeking
for you...


It's wrong.
Thinking of you
leads me nowhere
but to the same pain.
It's wrong.
What you did
is wrong.


Although
my mind
is still seeking
for you...


It's wrong,
and you're not
coming back.
I feel it,
I know it,
but I still miss you.
And you're not here,
silence sleeps
with me.


Although
my mind
is still seeking
for you.

Darling o Darling why did you lie?

why didnt you tell me that i made you cry?

Ah yes the sorrow builds up inside but darling o dirling i dont want you to cry.

Crying and crying tears aflow.

But it is i that lays here dead in the snow.

For my love is still there but my body is gone

Still your there all coverd in tears.
But you'll be fign in 3 more years.

You will find yet oneanother.
To fill the gap that i haveuncoverd .

And now i am smotherd away away with the wind as my gram once said.

Sleepless nights,
rough like the sea
of my memories.


Those live
inside me
and speak
through my eyes.


Sadness
is hidden there,
but was seen...


How apt
can you be
to hide your
feelings from
the others?
Can they see,
can they feel?


Sleepless nights
for noiseless cry,
rough feelings
to encourage
the pain that
still lives within.


Pain is waiting
to be fed
by these precious
memories
I still keep
as if those are
significant.


And yet
this very night
is all mine,
waiting for me
to confess.


Oust the pain
that chokes you,
unburden your soul
by talking
only in nights,
silently,
so nobody can hear,
nobody can hear
your cry,
the cry screams inside.

If the sky opened up for me
And the mountain disappeared
If the seas ran dry, turned to dust
And the sun refused to rise
I would still find my way
By the light I see in your eyes
The world I know fades away
But you stay

As the earth reclaims its due
And the cycle starts anew
We'll stay, always
In the love that we have shared
Before time

If the years take away
Every memory that I have
I would still know the way
That would lead me back to your side
The north star may die
But the light that I see in your eyes
Will burn there always

Lit by the love we have shared
Before time

When the forest turns to jade
And the stories that we've made
Dissolve away
One shining light will still remain

When we shed our earthly skin
And when our real life begins
There'll be no shame
Just the love that we have made
Before time



(wonderfully performed by CoCo Lee)

Poems can be short and sweet.
Some can be long and rough.
While others can be both of that stuff.

Poems have this sort of glow
And when they are running low
Someone reads them and what do you find?
A beautiful story that will get stuck in your mind.

Some poems make you cry.
Some poems make you fly.
Others can make you smile.
While some can even make you feel quite vile.

I like poems because they express feelings.
Even if you don't want anyone to know.
What is going on inseide your head.
It might even confuse you so~

This is what I want you to do.
POst this poem and I will too.
Share with the world around.
Hey look! A picture of a clown!

When your at your worst
don't pick up your purse
dept can be quite a curse

When your sad and wishing you were dead
then remember these words.."I love you"
and let it smack you over the head.

And even if its not from your chosen one,
at least its from someone. You can never say
that your not wanted. nor will you ever be forgotten.

And as I'm writing this poem, I remember something
you once said as you sat in bed.

"I'm not wearing any socks"

......As I get a nose bleed now, has anyone got a tissue? Its very much in need.

~*~Fire and Ice~*~
~*~ A Poem By Robert Frost~*~

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

I love this poem.What do you think of Robert Frost's Fire and Ice poem?I remember reading it in the English classroom in school, I absolutly fell in love with it.Robert Frost happens to be my favorite poetry writer.My friends, however, don't care for poetry, while I think it's beautiful writing.What do you think?Of the poem, and his poetry?

The One for Me

By Cody Herman

I knew you were the one

The moment I set eyes on you

Before it even begun

I knew you were true

Complete with all your innocence

The world was an adventure

You needed guidance

It was such a pretty picture

I would never hurt you

Nor forgive the one who did

I understand your value

One would forbid

If I had ever made you cry

Or was ever too busy

If you wanted to say good bye

I want to say that I am sorry

The times we had together

Are the ones I cherish most

The things we got each other

Importance were the upmost

I hope we never part

Or get into a fight

The moment of our start

Sparkled a light

You are my master

I would do anything

You made me better

And strengthened my bearing

I want to say thank you

For everything you have done

With you slowly I grew

You knew you had me stun

After the dark clouds are gone
I cone out to see sunlight
Packed up in small room of mine
Doe not make me happy

The clear blue sky
With mild breeze of happiness
Makes my heart dance
On the rhythm of chirping of birds

After the rain is over
I take up deep breath
I come out bare footed
Just to see green grass

How beautiful it is
Just after rain
Everything is so clear
Every corner glitters

Even if I don’ like rains
I want to thank it
For opening my eyes
For showing, how beautiful is my life.

A poem inspired by Linkin Park's Numb. I hope you like it. Enjoy. :)
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I’m scared, my heart is racing.

That hand is coming closer.

It’s going to get me…

I can’t run, I feel pinned.

The serpent of fear is coiled around me.

It’s getting closer, that hand.

I try to stop it, my last effort.

It’s too strong, violent, merciless.

I scream, as tears flow down my cheeks.

I grit my teeth, my head pounding.

The hand is almost to me now, it’s reaching, stretching, tensing.

That hand…

That hand…

That hand… is going to get me…

You think you're so great
so cool and collected
you're sending me looks
the one's I once took for granted
and you expect me to swoon
to fall for you and your romances
but I know better now
and
my
feet
are
firmly
planted.

so before you stroll my way
and work your strut
and steal your glances
let me tell you now
from across the room
i HAVEN'T missed you.

and if you think im lying
I can prove to you im not
I can tell you each and every
rude and vicious
thought
I've
EVER
thought

And I WILL make sure that your
not the only one that hears them
I'm all for warnings and moral support
i will protect all future girlfriends
because you hurt me once
and you're the very worst type of jerk
and honestly
I've become
quite
sick
of
it.