Sky Moonflow Posted December 31, 2002 Share Posted December 31, 2002 :nervous: Words These words I say come from me and me alone No one can steal these words except for death I let my mind and heart tell a story through the words on this page This may not seem like a poem to some but I think it has some type of meaning Yet it's a meaning that only my mind and heart know And they keep that meaning away from me I don't know why but they think it is for the best Yet I still can't help but wonder what it is I ask them every day but they never tell All they say is "Only time can show you the meaning." But how long is this time of theirs This is another question that goes unanswered Well so much time has gone by and I still can't understand I'm still waiting for it to come to me Because if I got to it I will never find it Well for now I'll just relax and let the meaning come to me.... :) :) Hope you all like this one I did out of mind and heart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phantom Posted January 1, 2003 Share Posted January 1, 2003 Well for now I'll just relax and let the meaning come to me.... That line, the final line of this four stanza poem of free will, was all I was to say on its dreary, but encompassing sheath of meaning. What gets me into some deeper thought is the title for which your name was inspired. It beats the hell out of the meanings I would normaly garner as significant but oddly enough, the title coins me into wondering what you really think of the aspiring words. The aforementioned words of your poem, seem to make me think but one thing... "The anwer you seek cannot be found," but must boast itself upon you, which means you must never truely think about the answers, merely allow them to invade your mind and humbly sortie the answers upon you in their own unique way." Sorry for my senseless ramblings.. It's me :excited: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sky Moonflow Posted January 1, 2003 Author Share Posted January 1, 2003 In my poems I only speak the words from my mind and heart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phantom Posted January 1, 2003 Share Posted January 1, 2003 I do beleive that, that is how it is supposed to be dear Serendity. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KittyLynn Posted January 1, 2003 Share Posted January 1, 2003 I like it. It was very touching. And very pretty. Do you have any other Serendity? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Talon Posted January 2, 2003 Share Posted January 2, 2003 [color=teal]Once again, amazed I am by your work, Serendity. You are a true poet.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sky Moonflow Posted January 2, 2003 Author Share Posted January 2, 2003 Here's a new poem Falling Surrounded by light I wait for things I do not know I hear something cracking under me I look down to see the floor falling I fall with it I fall underwater I can see a dragon I try to move but it seems like I'm frozen I see my lost friend She is reaching out to take my hand But there is a spider-webb keeping us apart I reach out again but my hand falls through like I was a ghost. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phantom Posted January 2, 2003 Share Posted January 2, 2003 I love the lyrical simplicity of your poems. They arent meant to confuse us..they arent meant to sound like edgar alan poe 2k2 (aka Etarah's maverick...we all know he can rhyme like mad...maybe he should rap...mad rhymes) And most of all...Your poetry is getting out somthing you want to say somthing your presently feeling without telling the specifics.. I really enjoy your poems Serendity. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sky Moonflow Posted January 2, 2003 Author Share Posted January 2, 2003 Well thank you all for the kind words. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted January 2, 2003 Share Posted January 2, 2003 [color=red] The first one's kind of vague and towering, but it somehow works well in its broadness, making the mind wander. The second, that one I enjoyed very much. It's simply complex. That I love. They're pretty good for how simple they are. I usually don't like simplenes, I like being overwhelmed and surrounded in a surround of my feelings. Nice job, I'd love to see more.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sky Moonflow Posted January 2, 2003 Author Share Posted January 2, 2003 Ok I think I got another poem I worote somewhere when I find it I'll post it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sky Moonflow Posted January 3, 2003 Author Share Posted January 3, 2003 Sorry for the double post... Voices I hear voices comeing from all around But I am all alone I know I have heard the voices in the past But from where do they come I hear one voice alone this time This voice belongs to my lost friend I hear another voice alone This voice belongs to my father I think it's impossible Because both of them are gone They left and never returned So how can I hear them I shake my head and say "No it's all in my head." But I requestion myself "Or is it real?" I just leave to spot where I sat I turn around to look and there I see as plain as day my lost friend and my father Hope everyone likes this one (This is a poem made out of real life) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phantom Posted January 3, 2003 Share Posted January 3, 2003 Hmm..Intrigueing Serendity. Your poetry is more of a lively hood hymm of storytelling splender. Your words are unique as ever, I definately havent seen your style around here much. It is a pleasure to read. ...In response to your poem..A jagged retreat to your indespensable poetry. [color=sienna][b]Voices[/b] A tear drop slid down my cheek, 'father?', the praise of a lifetime, He stood there, before me, A golem of misery, of longing, A casual glance and to be revield, The lost friend? For it has been so long, A lost friend, a symbolization of redemption, A lost friend is more than adept claus, Together united, my father and myself, Together inspite, my friend, and myself, Who would guess that such a vivid dream. be played in my head....[/color] Im sorry, but this is what your poem played inside my head.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sky Moonflow Posted January 3, 2003 Author Share Posted January 3, 2003 That is very nice. And agin thank you all for your kind words. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KittyLynn Posted January 3, 2003 Share Posted January 3, 2003 I enjoy reading your poem Sere.(Mind if I call you that?)They are pretty. MysticKnight, I love your too...Wow, your both very talented. ^_^C-L Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sky Moonflow Posted January 4, 2003 Author Share Posted January 4, 2003 I'll have a new poem ready to be posted by tomorrow. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sky Moonflow Posted January 4, 2003 Author Share Posted January 4, 2003 Sorry for the dobble post but... Life Pain is my sorrow Sorrow is my life All in the end it dosen't matter We all die... Some of us....long for death I am the begging and the end The creator and the destroyer The one that loves you and the one that hates you Your friend yet your enemy. I'm not sad just somewhat confused I am happy.....I'm just very confused Yet I hate life I just want to kill everything right now.... I've lived to see the end.... This is a weird one.....so if you don't like it it's ok. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Posted January 4, 2003 Share Posted January 4, 2003 Its weird like you said but it has something.... It is very good ^^ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sky Moonflow Posted January 13, 2003 Author Share Posted January 13, 2003 I got a new poem waiting to be said.... Tears She awaits all alone Just waiting for things unknown She rembers all the people that have left her And she feels a tear slideing down her face She stares down onto the pavement Trying to force the images from her mind But it dosen't work they stay there She sees all the faces of the people lost She feels more tears slideing down her face She wipes them away She feels that there is something missing inside of her But she dosen't know what.....yet She has been walking for like an eterntiy Always going unnoticed She seems to be inviseble All she sees is the path infront of her She keeps walking but she dosen't know where to go Ok heres a new one... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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