YCM Poetry Corner...

[Anti-Apocryphal]

Into The Sunlight

 

A free verse, no rhyme sceam.

 

 

Into the sunlight, no cares at all. Just reviewing the day.

Thinking about nothing bad, only the good. Seeing the sunlight brings warmth.

Walking in the crowd, not hearing a sound. Warm smiles come my way, and I just grin back.

I'm in an autopilot, going my same usual way. Not running into anyone or anything.

I see my destination, into the sunlight. The sunlight is all that matters.

The sunlight brings back the day, oh what a day! No sorrow, pain, or trouble of any sort.

Everything is bright and happy, just like the sunlight. Nothing to bother me.

I reach my destination, in the sunlight. Into the sunlight I remain.

[supersonic4ever]

Some Haikus, plus one other poem:

 

Haiku 1:

Everyone, somewhere,

Sitting in the dark, trembling,

A scream is then heard.

 

Haiku 2:

Light through the windows,

Visible bars of amber,

Soft and delicate.

 

Haiku 3:

Refreshing breezes,

Rushing through all the plantlife,

Giving Sun's power.

 

All haikus are by me. The next poem I am typing by memory, so there may be a mistake.

 

Fire and Ice 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.

[Bassa]

I'll shall add them now.

 

Thought I might add a poem. Just to tell you before you read it that I am rubbish at Poems and this was only a 5 minute job...

 

 

[spoiler=Whispers]Whispers

 

Whispers.

The sound that is there

The sound that screams to be heard

The sound that wants to be noticed.

 

Whispers.

The whistling of the wind

The brushing of trees

The sound in your mind.

 

Whispers.

The sound that is there

The sound that screams to be heard

The sound that wants to be noticed.

 

Whispers.

The crying of the grass

The rattling of the roof

The sound in your mind.

[Anti-Apocryphal]

It was all right. =D

 

 

Just one I thought of in a moment's notice:

 

 

 

Today, Tomorrow, and Forever

 

 

 

Today. Today is another day. Not just a day, but a dream. This dream isn't a dream, it's life. I can control life.

 

I can control life for tomorrow. Tomorrow, something I constantly think about. "What will tomorrow bring?" Maybe joy, happiness, or depression. Will it last forever?

 

Forever. It's always happening. What I do today, can impact my life tomorrow, which will last forever.

 

 

 

 

^^It doesn't make sense if you don't read it carefully.

[Anti-Apocryphal]

Hey, Kenichi, when you put my next poem in the first post, make sure to copy-and-paste the below url with it. Thanks!

 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j3_85GXsKqk

 

^^It goes with the poem.

 

 

 

En Mi Corazón, En Mis Sueños, En Mi Vida

 

I found you there. En mi corazón. Just seeing you there, on that cloudy day, instantly brightened my day. I found what I was never looking for. En mi corazón. What joy awaited!

After meeting you there, I yet again found you there. En mis sueños. Happy and delicate, carefree and hopefull, young and beautiful. Not to be bothered. The reality came to me, that I met you, but wouldn't meet you ever again. But with one exception- en mis sueños. At least so I thought.

Then you were there. I found you again. En mi vida. I was overflooded with joy, and continue to feel that joy as love, en mi corazón, en mis sueños, en mi vida.

 

 

 

I hope you enjoyed this one. It's my deepest yet. =D

[Bassa]

I will add them in a few days. It won't let me at the moment. I think there are too many Poems.

[Dark]

The poetry in this thread is quite bad,

It would make any critic quite glad,

As the critics would speak,

The poets would look meek,

When hearing their word choice was sad.

 

Limericks are so easy to write,

With stanzas you put up a fight,

These poems have five lines.

And contain many symbolic signs,

And now hopefully you see the light.

 

Haikus are fun, too,

They take no effort to write,

And make little sense.

 

Poems here are bad,

I think you should stick to these,

Haikus are simple.

[Βyakuya]

The sky red orange

I sit aside my front porch

As I look beyond

 

------------------------

 

A poor injured dove

A dead man and a lone star

And a stray dog looks

 

And those are my haikus. I haven't written a poem in sometime, so:

 

Melody of the Wild Dance

 

Rush, rush,

A footstep after another

And another

Corrugated arms reach to

another,

gives out lukearm colors

to the scene

A chirp, a cry, and hustle

It's loud as the radio

when its up loud

The ground, barren

shares feet of all kinds

running and jumping

A bounce, and uniformity

comes, as a beat

comes all at once

then it stops, and

returns again.

But pain to

see, no foriegner ever

bothers take

glimpse at this

natural scene

For such irony that

their antecedents

dwelled in that hall

[Anti-Apocryphal]

Well thank you Dark for making me feel good.

[Yang Xiao-Long]

What a Dark feeling, I have now,

that dwells in the palace of peace.

What a feeling, so Dark indeed,

that it should cause a need.

 

As for what to write,

I honestly have no clue,

such is a haiku.

[Βyakuya]

The poetry in this thread is quite bad,

It would make any critic quite glad,

As the critics would speak,

The poets would look meek,

When hearing their word choice was sad.

 

Limericks are so easy to write,

With stanzas you put up a fight,

These poems have five lines.

And contain many symbolic signs,

And now hopefully you see the light.

 

Haikus are fun, too,

They take no effort to write,

And make little sense.

 

Poems here are bad,

I think you should stick to these,

Haikus are simple.

 

Oh Dark you...I knew you'd post something like that..

[Clair]

The chains of deceit

Corrupt the truth, keeping one

Away from heaven

[Bassa]

Nice Poem Dark...

[Organized Chaos]

Sleeping

I lie here in bed with a smile on my face

Determined to find divine grace.

I want to wake up, get away from it all

But I know I can’t.

They follow me, reaching out with blood covered hands and green-tinged fingers

Wanting to grasp but knowing they can’t.

I’m running away with a scar on my face, I’m one of them now

So I join the chase.

They run fast but I run faster

Yet I still can’t catch up no matter how hard I try.

I start to sweat, they still run

So I just slump to the cold muddy floor

Praying that I may hopefully die.

[Grunt Issun]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Alone on the internet?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3Bd6oA9sbI&feature=watch_response

 

 

Wiser words are rarley spoken.

[Flakman4000]

Since its almost st patty's day here's a limerick

 

There once was a girl named Clair

Who said she was as strong as a bear

She punched a brick wall

And made a loud call

But no one had given a care

 

(srry clair)

[Flakman4000]

There once was a girl named Clair

Who said she was as strong as a bear

She punched a brick wall

Thus made a loud call

But no one had given a care

[CrystalCyae]

No rhyme, just free stuff.

 

 

Watch the shadows fall

Watch the moon rise high

The shadows grow and thrive

Under the light up high

 

 

The sun shall rise

The day shall begin

The shadows run and flee

And the sun begins to rise

 

 

I dunno what I did

It's stupid, it's silly

And it doesn't even matter.

[Βyakuya]

Alright time for another poem.

 

Sunrise over A Dream

 

A vague poluted world

Disfigured, everywhere

As the miscreants that roam

with bizarre thoughts

And where I live

An unpredictable fate

I close my eyes,

let the darkness seclude vision

of the world

and set off to the wonders

of a sunrise over a dream

As I arrive, the feeling of relief

As I dream over and overture

of peace

I don't sense anymore but,

The only thing that expresses

is that clutch on my hands

as when I raise them in the faked breeze,

I say, "Let it all out".

[Flakman4000]

This is not a good one but who cares

 

there once was a boy named kane

who always traveled by plane

when set start to rise

kane said his goodbyes

that was a random story of kane

 

kane is Carter Kane from the Red Pyramid

[CrystalCyae]

OMG You've read Red Pyramid? I'M NOT ALONE!!!!1

 

There once was a man who was driving

Who decided he wanted to start drinking

He went to a pub

Got thrown in a tub

And got arrested for drinking and driving

[Βyakuya]

Ah limmericks and your catchy phrases. So here's the poem I made so far.

 

Please listen to this while reading the stuff below: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AcOrhOoBiy8&feature=related

 

 

Soliloquy of The Solitary

 

Desolate,

Alone,

Blank as I am

damned from the outside

An outcast

I am

Accompanied by no one

And no one

ever listens to

a soul

Only they listen

to the vision

they see st first

I am but an eternal fire

That drafts with the wind

and wind will gale

unto a new surrounding

And that's where I'll be

forever changing,

and moving,

and going

Still,

I am but a flare

The color I am?

Black

as the night sky

while there are stars

who glitter

I am but matter

of darkness

and yet always expanding

Oh fate

precariously set on me

A weight of the imminent

scorches off my back

like a convict whom bears a brace

Too much to handle

Society is but an oblivion

And I am forced to take that matter

as I sit

precariously over a bedroom balcony

I think

whats going to happen

tommorow

the day after that

whats to come

And I don't know

what do to do for the next day

But as I sip some coffee

I think

forget it

As the world revolves around me

I think nothing

for I dream to be in a state

of death

I don't want to die,

but I want to feel what demise is

I want

to see, feel, hear, touch, and taste

true insignificancy

Away from the outer world

And as I close my eyes

and lay down on that bed, I

say, "let it all out"

"I'll one day be ridden of this curse'

"I'll one day find a true heart in the world"

"And in order to do that,"

"I'll go anywhere"

"And with that in mind, I'm not alone

anymore"

[Icy]

"I look up and gaze upon your light smile,

Drifting low I tumble down and down,

I see your eyes and your brilliance,

I smell your confidence and feel your bravery,

But still I look further,

Upon your thoughts,

Within your hopes,

Having seen frowns of past,

Moments of the present,

Smiles of the future,

We witness your troubles your struggle,

Stand with you through the pain,

Holding your tears in one hand,

Your dreams in another,

Our heads upon my shoulder,

I look up and see that forced smile,

Drifting between this world and the next

I see your eyes,

Pupils dialated,

And I smell your fearful presence,

Feeling your courage,

But I look further,

Past your skin,

Past the smile,

Within your past,

As though I were reading your palm.

Moments and smiles and frowns,

In your skin,

I witness your trouble and your travesties,

Standing against the pain,

Arms facing outward,

Hands pressed flat against eachother.

Your head rests against my shoulder and I spread myself into you."

[Dark]

Glad to see you've taken my poetic advice, - hurhur - guys.

 

So let's try again,

What did I say about you?

You can't write poems.

 

Stick to haikus, please,

As they take a lot less thought,

Which suits you quite well.

 

Reiteration,

How I hate it so, so much,

But you guys make me!

 

Make sure to listen,

My advice will help you much,

Cheerio, mateys!

[Cody Frost]

Dark, I love your stuff.

Barely found this thread and you are like my IDOL! *note the sarcasm*

 

Anyways, I guess I can post somethings here:

 

[spoiler=A Truth We Ignore]

A Truth We Ignore

 

I am no prophet,

I am not god,

I am just a messenger,

I am just one.

 

Humans are selfish creatures,

Humans are ignorant,

And for that they’ll soon pay,

For the damage they’ve done.

 

The questions come to my head,

And they dare not go away,

They’re frightening,

Sometimes they ache my heart.

 

My body drops,

I see so much blood,

I see my family,

In a portrait stained red.

 

My eyes drop,

My surroundings are blank,

It all makes sense,

But it’s so hard to accept it.

 

I can no longer dream,

I can only see darkness,

I can only see the stars,

They are always on the sky never besides me.

 

I hate what I have dreamed,

I wish I was stupid!

Maybe then,

I could ignore the images!

 

But I can’t say no to the message,

I can’t just turn away,

If I do,

We’ll all suffer in inhuman ways.

 

I wish I was ignorant,

I wish I was…

 

 

 

[spoiler=Death Comes]

Death comes…

 

Death comes & it goes,

In the sky,

In the earth.

It’s just how life flows.

 

I was alive, I was me

Now I’m in bed

In a tomb,

In my grave.

 

Death comes, death goes

In the calm sea so blue,

In a winter so cold,

It’s just how life rolls.

 

I’m dead, yes, me

My home, my family

I left without warning,

Leaving them misery.

 

It comes again, and then it goes.

A graveyard of crosses,

Full of tombstones,

Where there’s nowhere to go.

 

“A zombie I am!”

“A zombie I’ll be…”

I scream out loud,

& raise my hands above me.

 

I was dead, dead was me,

But I realized,

It was all a dream.

 

I woke up, it was all a dream,

A selfish nightmare,

Trying to prank me.

 

I see I’m alive,

I see that I live,

I see the sky,

I see my feet..

 

My family is here,

I love them so.

And when death comes,

I’ll let it go.

 

Now is not my time,

Death shall not take me.

But when it becomes my time,

The love towards my family,

The love towards my life,

The love towards this world,

and these times,

will never go.

 

 

 

[spoiler=Rose of Endless Petals]

Rose of Endless Petals

 

You are the last one,

The rose that chose me.

You can never truly answer my questions.

 

I grasp your thorn-filled body,

It hurts.

The color red truly suits you.

 

I pluck you out of the ground.

My hand’s smothered in blood,

I can’t see the drops of my red tears in your petals.

 

In this day I plucked your bloodshed petals,

One by one, trembling,

I only have so many days left.

 

For the years I’ll pluck your petals,

Waiting for the answer:

Is there love for me?

 

During the last few years I’ve plucked you,

Day, and night.

I’ve been awake, bleeding out for the answer.

 

It seems I’ve come to an end,

And still no answer…

There are white roses in my feet…

 

I could never find the answer,

Because you could never answer my question.

I could never finish plucking your petals of darkness,

No matter how I tried.

How can anyone finish plucking you?

No one can…

I tried to…but…

I could never finish plucking a rose of endless petals.

 

 

 

I wrote The Rose of Endless Petals in 2008...so I don't mind that one being horrible