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February 23, 2005

Rewritten Past

Rewritten Past

We have to discard the past
although it keeps a grip
dust falls on thorns
as if it would crash unwittingly
There is nothing, there was always what we were, we are not.
It all has to be filled
Memories mean nothing.

Stripped from the words of Pablo Neruda's Past

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September 16, 2004

and now...

Of all the shooting stars I knew, I never fell for anyone but you.

just thought you all would like to know that.

July 17, 2004

if you believe

if you believe me...
if you belive me...
then you know i will be fine...
if you feel me if you feel me....
then you should worry if i've died.
if you know me if you know me...
there is probably little you can do
if you know me if you know me
there is nothing to do...
I will be here...
I will be here...
cause i promised forever to you...
i will be here...
i will be here...
cause i promised forever to you...
i will miss this
i will miss this
because i have left my thoughts behind
i will miss this
i wil miss this
because i understand my mind
each pain i take
each pain i take
grows me stronger tonight
each thought i have
each thought i have
makes me stronger tonight
i will feel this
i will feel this
as i cry one night
i will remember you
i will remember you
as i think tonight
i will be reborn
i will be reborn
sometime after your thoughts
i will miss you
i will miss you
but i will find something anew
i will miss you
i will miss you
but your not the end of my life
i will miss you
i will miss you
but it is not my end tonight.

July 6, 2004

a poem before sleep

I wanted you to see
the way i feel right now
i wanted to share how great i feel
i wanted to make you understand

If you could feel what i would
you wouldn't be worried
you wouldn't be concerned
you would know

I want you to see
the way i feel
i want to share how i feel
i want to make you understand

June 27, 2004

ohhh ohhh no

The sun was gone
the nights are long
and i was left while the tears fall.

Swing Swing - the all american rejects

March 20, 2004

Cry to you

A poem that i wrote who knows when that i just found on my computer. It is still relevant. I guess while alot has changed in college not alot about who I am has really changed that much. Many things i have said in the past i still hold true today.

Cry to You:

Cold fears;
Let them be said.
Silent tears;
Let them be shed.
Open to the world
I am now dead.
I�ve been reborn, instead.
Now I wake open my eyes
I see life first time I realize
Is this what that I�ve missed
This wonderful life created from a kiss.

January 30, 2004

Away messages

Well this is my current away message i liked it so i am posting here. I am just really tired so dont worry any of you people that read to much into things... It does sound pretty cool though....

slower and slower does everything move through my head... am i falling asleep or am i dead?

Sometimes you just want to grow up and be older and more settled, other times you just want to be young and enjoy life. Even adults do this, that is why you see so many parents that try to live through their children.. I think every other day i change my mind about wanting to be a dumb fun kid, or a intellegent responcable adult. Yesterday i wanted to be a dumb kid, today i want to be an adult. Tomorrow, i am predicting i will still want to be an adult, but i almost garuntee that won't last past wendsday. Anyways say hello to your inner child for me.

January 14, 2004

Away message

This is the away message I just put up on AIM, and I liked it so i thought i would post it here as well.

pushing on in a driven fashion towards a goal that i will never know until i have reached it.

um... thanks.

November 10, 2003

The end of light

Blood rushes to my head
My sight is blurry am I dead?
Have I lost a feeling I need
Or have I finally been freed

I sit in cold confusion
Almost preferring my old delusion
I guess in the end it may be best
That it all has been put to rest

You said goodbye as best you could.
I must move on, I know I should,
But I can�t hold back my tear.
As my future is now only fear.

So best of luck I wish you well
My old self is burnt out of this hell
I now reborn shall wake anew
I am a child that was born of you.

Goodbye at last I loved you then
My one, my only, but gone again.