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« Reply #3240 on: May 07, 2019, 08:33:34 »
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As I walk this road
I make people talk
I inspire
I provoke
I make them proud --
I feel so cold

My hope is dying
As I am shining
Not for my love

I walk this road
Another block
Is passed
Achievements amassed
I make them aspire
Higher
Above and beyond
What was thought
Doable
There is no spire
High enough to stop
Flying

Yet my hope is dying
As I am not shining
To warm my love

Is his heart hearing me?

As I go this road
My love doesn't see
Why I chose a walk
So hard for me
But it wasn't my choice
I pronounced all the words
But there was no voice
I could use to be heard
So Lord guided me
To go on the road
That was chosen for me

As I walk this road
I make people talk
I inspire
I provoke
I make them proud --
I feel so cold

My heart is crying
But I'm relying
On guidance from my Lord
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3241 on: May 08, 2019, 06:56:00 »
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A power of thousand suns
Will devour my spirit
But not my memory
Of you

I don't understand where
And when, and whether
It was true, but my inner
Voice says
It's me and you

Was I made this way
Or did I become so
Or was I meant to become
This to you?
It is still true
No matter the answer

So many years asunder
And yet together all the way through
Were we this way before
Or were we made to long for it
Or did I fall under your spell?
There is no way to tell
Neither is there any reason
To ask

It would be a treason
To come back
To the struggle of my mind
Against my heart
I love you
Of course, I will always love you
It can't be denied
That I feel you

A power of thousand suns
Can devour my spirit
But not my memory
Of you
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3242 on: May 08, 2019, 09:58:06 »
Can I trust your words?
Can I feel you deep within
and know that it's right
so flawless and bright
whenever I set myself open
I feel like dwelling on the air
but when my eyes open
it's all gone, all is dark
the sadness of the day leaving
I don't remember details
all so fast, running, craving
gone, all away
I needed to leave in order to fall
but when looking behind it was all gone
the world we created, the cracks became craters
forgotten the brigde, we broke the rope
I stared away from you in order not to cry
in order not to break your heart you broke mine
can I trust you?
All you ever said and the sign you burned on my soul
by the gaze in your eyes, the lightness of your voice
the day we met was the day I died
by the cravings deep inside, unstoppable, undefeatable love
I must trust upon, believing is so hard,
I hide myself so in order not to break  my heart I break yours.
When you can dream it, you can do it!

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« Reply #3243 on: May 08, 2019, 10:06:10 »
The flower of compassion
needs light of the sun
in order to grow each year again
she steps out of the shadows,
her feet crawl under earth
find a spot to attach to, deep within;
she craves for the love of each one,
to sparkle and dance in the wind
her leafs pop out one by one
magical golden brightness radiates off
can you see her mystic eyes watching you?
she comes closer and closer
year by year untill she stands in full sun
shining with full glory
beauty is nothing compared to her
her name's  sunelia
and she throws out several seeds of compassion
year by year
golden after golden.
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« Reply #3244 on: May 11, 2019, 10:21:45 »
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Tender things
Feminine
Beautiful
Fragile
I am looking for them
Want them
In my life
Everything feels so flowery
Colors blend smilingly into
A thin veil of happiness
Am I again a princess
Am I ready to give
Tenderness?

Words are shining
In me dazzlingly
Words for you
Love to you
Is warming me
Steadily

Will you be
Mine?

Readily
Oh, I gave you my heart
So readily
Oh, are you a melody
Of the loveliest sight
So unbearable
For my human eyes!

Let me be your remedy
From the world falling apart
Let me be your family
Let me dance in your warm light
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« Reply #3245 on: May 12, 2019, 12:15:08 »
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Like a bird in a cage
I peek out
I dance
To forget
The height and the purity
Of air
Up there
Where in my soul
I always am

In the spiritual realm
I don't fear anything
One thing becomes another
I feel it changing me
Time morphs into space
Distance becomes light
I know it and I don't fight
I am alive and it is right
To be here and have it inside

Like a bird in a cage
I peek out
I dance
To forget
The height and the purity
Of air
Up there
Where in my soul
I always am

Up in the sky
Clouds travel
They unravel
What I hide in my life
I might never fly
Again but in this way
I will stay
If I can fulfill
My longing
It's real
My belonging
Here
Is true

Our souls are eternal
I long to the maternal,
Soothing, divine home
So many years ago
I learned
We are all in Lord
As we are His part
So I always yearned
For what can't be earned
But received
Here, on earth
I should just be
But I also must serve

Up in the sky
Clouds travel
They unravel
What I hide in my life
That I want human love
That such love is true light
That I managed to find
My true hope
In the smile
Of the one my soul loved
Long before I left for this world
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« Reply #3246 on: May 14, 2019, 08:29:37 »
Horrible feeling of losing
the soft tender love uncomparable
there's nothing more real
nothing more true
the second you feel
you lost, your world smashed
the bright rainbow no longer is
tears sting in the eye of time
everything stops, breath stocked
the pain of a truth unworthy to live
every smell, taste, feeling
intensity doubled and brightness fade
there's no option to stop the rain
a storm is raging inside out
and you cannot think clear about anything
until that precious moment you hear
the longed voice you thought you'd never hear again.
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« Reply #3247 on: May 14, 2019, 08:38:25 »
No light so bright than the faith of a fearing human
the soft whirling fading tunes of a heartrush
a train of words forming a cloud of thoughts
memories floating above, deep hidden images
a tight roap strappled the sun's smile
tighter and tighter till all light fades out
love cannot be broken, cannot be erased
eternity awaits for memories untackled
used abused forgiven abide in sanity
insanity how fearless fear crawls in and then
faith keeps one alive in life shrouded in darkness
no pain so real than the fear for a loved one
in darkness a light, the love deep inside,
then priorities fade and only mattering is
the now in which we live
each day.
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« Reply #3248 on: May 18, 2019, 22:17:31 »
Control
No
I want my control
Back
No
It all is a fact
Yet
Love
A terrible need
Yes
Gone
Are ways I could
Use
To escape
Wait
The time's on my side
Or
Not
I woke up to see
How
Close
Yet I feel so lost
But
No
I would never dare
To
Fall
There must be a way
To
Preserve
My life and my soul
From
The loss
Of total control
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« Reply #3249 on: May 19, 2019, 18:55:32 »
The beauty of a passing moment

The river of time
Is passing right through me

I glide on the waves
Of colorful sound
Within and without
Me

The bounty
Of nature
Reflects off my soul
I am one with this all
This is my world
This whirlwind
Of both seen and unknown
I own
A key to the kingdom
Of things yet unborn

I drown
In the beauty of senses
My pain recompenses
My life with this joy
Of seeing the motions
Of unseen oceans
To paint with emotions
To be here and gone
To be all and no one
To rise and to fall
In the breath of the river
That streams from the Giver
Of what is to come

The river of time
Is passing right through me
I float on the waves
Of colorful sound
Within and without
Me
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3250 on: May 20, 2019, 21:05:48 »
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My inner critic
Has the voice of my mother
It isn’t cryptic
It’s easy to discover
Just do something new
And in her view
You are a disaster

I was running faster and faster
To get away from her
And from me and you
A skill too hard to master
To stay true
To what I am

And what am I, anyway?

The question is still but partly answered
My low self-esteem so lovingly fostered
By me as a way to stay sane
To aspire to nothing means to be hurt by nothing
Wrong; it just burns your desire to ashes
You can sense how it demolishes
Your soul but you fall
Deep into the well of silence
And death doesn’t scare you
Because death comes with peace

Who am I, anyway?

I am another Alice
The world of mundane is full of wonder
I see things as they grow from under
The psychic forces streaming through time
In my life, I rhyme a chunk of concrete with Agnus Dei
Till my last day
The place where I truly belong
Would be the moment that is not gone
But is wavering like a mirage and is about to
Disappear
As I finally become one from being split into two
I realize that it was just my fear
That grew from the criticism and my inability to view
The world as others so easily do
That prevented me from seeing the love coming from you
And accepting that in my soul I was one with you
And it feels so sweet to feel how much I need
You and your smile and your hand and your laughter
Whatever comes after
I will always love you
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3251 on: May 20, 2019, 21:53:15 »
Just another autumn songie
(yes, it's a song lyrics not a poetical poetry by poeticizing poets)

The mornings get frosty, my hair grows long.
And I leave my footprints on the sideways of roads.
(I do realize that "long" and "roads" are shitty rhymes but it sound okay while singing)

Walking through empty streets,
Kicking trash out of my way to nowhere
With the handfuls of dreams
And that bittersweet scent in the air.

Would you smile at me
As I’m passing by smiling at you?
Under morning sky’s dome
Of impossible shade of light-blue.

Hours turn into miles as my shadow grows long.
And I try to realize when the whole world went wrong.

Would you appreciate
If I put on this transparent world
Like the naked king’s dress
Covered with web and pure gold?

Picking windfalls of tunes
For the songs I’ll never complete
Under morning sky’s dome
Of the autumn we will never meet.
Life is what happens to you when you're busy making other plans.

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« Reply #3252 on: May 22, 2019, 08:38:42 »
Just another autumn songie
(yes, it's a song lyrics not a poetical poetry by poeticizing poets)

The mornings get frosty, my hair grows long.
And I leave my footprints on the sideways of roads.
(I do realize that "long" and "roads" are shitty rhymes but it sound okay while singing)

Walking through empty streets,
Kicking trash out of my way to nowhere
With the handfuls of dreams
And that bittersweet scent in the air.

Would you smile at me
As I’m passing by smiling at you?
Under morning sky’s dome
Of impossible shade of light-blue.

Hours turn into miles as my shadow grows long.
And I try to realize when the whole world went wrong.

Would you appreciate
If I put on this transparent world
Like the naked king’s dress
Covered with web and pure gold?

Picking windfalls of tunes
For the songs I’ll never complete
Under morning sky’s dome
Of the autumn we will never meet.

I think I remember this one... was it?


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« Reply #3253 on: May 22, 2019, 08:42:23 »
Losing myself in thoughts of whatever
nobody can foresee the future
yet I feel so much, I feel too much
the last time I looked in his eyes
was like a memory of whatever
it cannot be, it must't be, it shouldn't be
then a second turns to ages when the news
it dawned on me I'd been there before
foresaw, forefelt, I knew
not you I thought, out of all
a flowery fresh sunbeam
whenever you settled around your folks
light up the dark and created a love song
without a note, a tune or word
we knew help was around when you came
how hope has never been far more important
than now with this destiny forlorn
wise people die when the lesson was taught?
or is it mine to see life's to short
to waste it on matters unmattering matter.
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« Reply #3254 on: May 22, 2019, 08:52:15 »
Ich sah wie die Lichte auslöschten
die Sonne versteckte sich hinter die Wolke
die Blümen falten sich und witmen sich der Dunkelheit
die erste sanfte Tröpfen fallen runter
bedecken die Erde und verdüsteren jedes Einzelnen
bevor ein läuter Donner sich erschreckt
über das Land der Grauen Weisheit
ein Blitz verhellt, kurz wiederbelebt das Leben
doch zu schön wäre es so kurz
ein Gewitter zieht durch's Herz der liebenden
schmerzhaft die Erinnerungen an früher
wenn mann weiss, man kann nie mehr zurück
ungesagtes bleibt auf Ewig drinnen
und wie man hofft
dass die Lichter wieder entflammen
wieder die Sonne strahlen wird
und die Blümen wieder tanzen
in eine leise Brise
Ruhe wiederkehrt in unserem Herzen
und die Liebe einfach weiterlebt.

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