Poetry

Please recite some poetry you have wrote
i write alot


Without you by:seshimazi
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i find it hard at times
to stop thinking of you
something so simple
and yet i can not quit
there r times
when i can not stop
and times when i cant stand to
others tell me i dont need you
i dont think i can b without
i dont want to be without
without you that is
slowl sinking into depression
my smiles turn to frownz
that no one can break
except you
but im starting to think
that i been here all along
on this hook you got me on
i cant escape
i cant breathe
i think ill die here
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The day by Seshimazi


As I sit
I think of you
Feeling guilty
For loving you
Days of loneliness
Days of sorrow
Days of sadness
That led to heartache and pain
In which I think I may never again recover
Feeling ever so pitiful
I can’t help myself though
I just can’t seem to get over you
I utterly hate you
And yet I’m hopelessly infatuated with you
But I feel like darkness trapped in the dead of light
No where to hide
But in itself
A place where there is no admittance
Fear seems to feel like home
Love the enemy
Am I not worth it?
Worth you taking admiration of me
It hurts
The sight of you in the arms of another
Do you do it in spite?
Just make me hurt
Sometimes I think I might end my time here
But then
Back to reality I come
And back to darkness I return
It’s sick
How good I feel when I think of death
Just to rid myself of you
And it’s extremely gruesome
How I plan your demise
If only you knew
My wicked mind is even too much for me at times
But the just of it is. . .
It is you
The one that broke me
And it will be you
To know how it feels
To be stuck here
Inside my world
With no fucking way out
Wanting to be somewhere else
But not being able to move
Wanting to feel just the smallest amount of happiness
And only feeling unwanted
Wanting to be the only one
And feeling like the only one left out
And in the end
It will be me that saves your soul
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me by seshimazi

me
here
inside this depth of betrayl
consumed by your fear
deflowered by your hate
how can i stand up to you
when all you do is push me down
call me names
and yet
i do
seems like always
i come crawling back to you
and as i lay
forever knowing
that you're the one
one to protest me
detest me
even
forget me

No Point without you Babe
Without you There is a lifeless motion
i see no sky
i feel no pain
i hear no cry
without you Im nothing
with you Im somthing
With you here I change into something else
when your not i die
Life isnt Life without you
Theres No vibe here
no love
No motion
No peace
no pain
no hate
theres No me without You

wow, O_O youre really good seshi!

thanks Dnd

It's good, but it's like the same topics everyone writes about. Poetry isn't just about emo depressing shit.

no
some preppy people write about happy stuff.
but im not that kinda person.
i write what comes to mind from my heart that sounds good.

i write when i feel like it.

same here!

:P

I don't mean happy shity either. There is many types of poetry, there is purely non-emotional, there is somber, there is anger, there is my favorite -- revenge.

to watch you fail
to watch you cry
to be the one to send you falling
to never stand up again
...
i watched you and your box go into the hurse
i watched you and your box get dirt lashed at you
i watched as i dug you up to take your eyes
your eyes are expensive to me
there dimond blue shine made me feel rich
...
twas dark and cold
walking away in my warm hoodie as you lay frozen hanging out of your box
your broken box
gazing at your eyes i disapeared
...
feeling no sorrow
no regret of what i did
no tiny prick to the heart
but a giggle
that was all
...
i though at first i would regret it all
i though at first what if your eyes wernt expensive anymore
i thought at first shall i take it all back with me
then i thought .. hmmm he'd make a nice pie
...
watching the red and blue swift past me
its wings opening and its insides pouring out
flashing at the body and box
but flashing at a body and box with no eyes
pulling the box and body into its stomache
everything went quite
...
walking still
i felt nothing
not happy
not sad
but something was there
something that made me do wrong
the muscles in my arm tensed
my green emrald eyes looked down
my hand dyed red
....
i had broke that what i did wrong for
i had broke that what made me hurt you
i did that what i shouldnt have done
....
the air rushed over my body
mangled
crushed
it was like i had wings
until my heart stopped
all went black
all went still
....
but the blue and red lights
the blue and red lights who had swallowed the body and the box
kept moving
didnt turn back
didnt flinch
...
so there it was
me as nothing
just a mangled wreck
like how i left you and your box
but one difference
you were hurt once
i was crushed twice
...
it was gods sin



xxxxx




THE END MUCH



that just came of my heart ^_____________^

i was angry but felt ready anough to kill myself but im to lazy to bother with the blade and i have a trip to ^.^

well and i just thoguht, my poem are in french(im french) so it doesnt wrok so well translated

It's hearse, not hurse.

so i can spell its not my fault =[

It's can't, no can.

stop correcting me its irritating much

How your sentence should look like.

Stop correcting me, it's really irritating.

To write any form of literature you must need proper spelling and grammer.

SOOOOOOO X___X

Any more cleche poetry guys? It's fun to make fun of

i spy with my little eye
something begining with hatrid
the annoying type of person
the annoying type of attitude
and is always making a point
what am i ??



hmmmmm happy ....i am =]

it's hatred, and I saw that poem on the internet before -.-

haha its of the top of my head and its about you =]

Hey it does fit me!
Wait a second...

lol i was peeved at the time.

when aren't you?