ok, so this is whats going on. we are all warriors here, but some among us are warrior poets, we fight with such grace and ease that we seem to be singing a song with the weave of swords and shield. however, this thread is for those who have peices of poetry to share, no matter how horrible, wretched, or bad they are. i have a peice ive been working on, it doesnt really rhyme but poetry doesnt always have to.
here goes:
What is love? is it a word or a world?
Is love a feeling or an action?
is it inspired or does it inspire?
does it come to us all, or does it escape some?
is it human only, or does it come to other creatures?
why does it come to some sooner and later to others?
why is it so unexplainable? why cant it be explained?
why are some nothing without love?
why do some need only love and nothing more?
why does love hurt, and strengthen?
why does it give happiness and saddness?
should it be pursued, or does it arrive when the time is right?
love is love. it is both a word and a world.
its is both a feeling and an action.
it is inspired and inspires.
it comes to all, and escapes few.
it is human, and subhuman.
it comes sooner, and later.
it is explainable, and unexplainable.
it makes who people are.
love is all some need.
love strengthens, and it hurts.
it gives happiness, and saddness.
it should be pursued, and arrives at the right time.
the first part came to me in the first ten minutes i was writing it. then i couldnt think of anything until about a month later, and now you have it. its been in my documents for a week now, just thought it would be cool to start a poetry thread here.
Thats cool. I kinda express myself in another way, im a lead guitarist in an 80s metal band... Ive never written lyrics for a song before, but guitar licks, and stuff come pretty easy.
Im sure there are tons of poets on the forums, it will be cool to read what they write about.
You did a nice job Carlos ^^ I like it xD I wanna post a song lol but I'm scared =( *sigh* ok I think I can do it =D I've had this in my computer for a long time like Carlos, and I didn't write it, i'll say that! My friend wrote it and I think it's nice so here ya go:
That time I clutched the blooming flowers to my heart,
I couldn't walk forward; I couldn't see the path.
At some point, unnoticed, the light disappeared from the city.
No matter how much I pray, the night will still come.
If you've collected all the broken dreams, then stand,
And, looking only at what's before you, move on.
And this night that runs between us,
Must have some sort of meaning. It must make us stronger.
Because that's what it is.
On that night, I muttered to myself;
I couldn't forget your words.
"The place you're looking for isn't far; it’s closer than you think.
I've realized how important tomorrow is, even if it's nothing special."
I walk, listening for anything, so that I can
Notice everything, so I don't lose anything.
If I tightly embrace that little bit of bravery
Deep inside my heart, I can live through anything.
I'm never alone.
Let's begin again, just one more time.
There's no such thing as "It's too late."
*hides in corner* don't kill me x.x
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here goes:
What is love? is it a word or a world?
Is love a feeling or an action?
is it inspired or does it inspire?
does it come to us all, or does it escape some?
is it human only, or does it come to other creatures?
why does it come to some sooner and later to others?
why is it so unexplainable? why cant it be explained?
why are some nothing without love?
why do some need only love and nothing more?
why does love hurt, and strengthen?
why does it give happiness and saddness?
should it be pursued, or does it arrive when the time is right?
love is love. it is both a word and a world.
its is both a feeling and an action.
it is inspired and inspires.
it comes to all, and escapes few.
it is human, and subhuman.
it comes sooner, and later.
it is explainable, and unexplainable.
it makes who people are.
love is all some need.
love strengthens, and it hurts.
it gives happiness, and saddness.
it should be pursued, and arrives at the right time.
love is life.
Im sure there are tons of poets on the forums, it will be cool to read what they write about.
That time I clutched the blooming flowers to my heart,
I couldn't walk forward; I couldn't see the path.
At some point, unnoticed, the light disappeared from the city.
No matter how much I pray, the night will still come.
If you've collected all the broken dreams, then stand,
And, looking only at what's before you, move on.
And this night that runs between us,
Must have some sort of meaning. It must make us stronger.
Because that's what it is.
On that night, I muttered to myself;
I couldn't forget your words.
"The place you're looking for isn't far; it’s closer than you think.
I've realized how important tomorrow is, even if it's nothing special."
I walk, listening for anything, so that I can
Notice everything, so I don't lose anything.
If I tightly embrace that little bit of bravery
Deep inside my heart, I can live through anything.
I'm never alone.
Let's begin again, just one more time.
There's no such thing as "It's too late."
*hides in corner* don't kill me x.x