My continuous poetry post (take 3)

Ok. I will try one last time; I do need replies to say you want more, and I will be posting ALL of my poems on here.

JUDGEMENT

Bathed in brilliant light, so
Completely naked, exposed before
The eyes of hundreds. being judged,
Weighed,

Measured.
Do any of them know the real me? do any of them
Even care? or do they, with their fiendish minds
Seek to destroy what I have taken great care to build? my castle,

My armour, my shield. all gone, all useless,
Before the judging of my peers. I ask myself
Do I even care? what do they know about me,
To judge me so? do they know my thoughts, my

Feelings? No.
They do not, and for that reason,
I turn, and walk off the stage,
That is the pedestal of my life. the curtains close,

The ultimate barrier between me
And my fellow men.

I want you to keep posting, regardless of 'mores' D: !!!
I like poetry.

So I guess..

I. Want. More!

Here's another one, I guess...

INCOMPARABLE

How do I describe something
That is indescribable?
How do I compare something to something
That is incomparable?

I could describe the day,
The way the noon-time sun shone, bright and warm
On that summers day. The sweet, warm scent
Of summer air, the feel of the cool grass in my fingers,

And the warmth of mid-summer. I could not compare you
To all these things, it wouldn’t’t be fair.
These things are nothing
Compared to you. The way your hair shines brighter than the sun itself,

The scent of it, resting on my shoulder.
The way your body feels, so warm, so
Close to mine. I cannot help but wonder-
Does the sun itself look down in envy, that it cannot shine as much as you?

Does the moon watch in anger, that it cannot enchant me
Half as much as you? Do other couples
Look at us and glare
At how we lie together, laughing together, without a care in the world?

I wonder, then realize
I don’t care.
All that matters is you. I couldn’t compare you
To anything-not the clear, blue lakes of scotland, that are

Dirty and polluted, next to your eyes.
not the beautiful Countryside of france, ugly and malformed
compared to your face.
Not the winter wonderlands of fairy tales, so black and disgusting

Next to your pure, beautiful skin,
Nor the exuisite rainforests of south america, which cannot
Captivate me as much as your long, silky hair.
Your voice,

Your laugh,
Ring truer to me than the clearest of bells.
Your voice,
Your laugh,

More lovely than the greatest sonnet.
Do swans gaze in sorrow,
At your divine grace? You are truly an angel,
And I wonder,

What have I, a mere mortal, done
To deserve such a miracle?
What the Lord giveth, the Lord taketh away,
But I am not scared. I had never truly lived,

Until I met you. And I would give you up
Without remorse, for all things must end, sooner
Or later, and I am fortunate to have you now, so close,
And I thank the Lord for whatever short time

He has given me with his most perfect creation.
Even this poem
Does you no justice, and I apologize.
For how can I describe something

That is indescribable? The answer-
I can’t. so I won’t even try.

Awwwwwh Murdoch's gone mushy ^.^ xD

> I have not! XD

*Pokes*

Soft like a marshmellow.

> : (

Oh, have you seen my blog

No.. No I have not :O
Is it here? Or on another site that your going to link me right this moment?

It's here under the blog section Please take a look

*Leaves to read blog*

yay ^_^ I was thinking that, besides the news, I would do a quick downlow of what's been happening to me that is of interest, and maybe putting my poetry in there. What do you think?

Aaaand, I'm back. I know I haven't updated in a while, but...well, I wrote this poem about something that's been going on for a while...so yeah...



STORM CLOUDS

Storm clouds gather above,
Summoned by my Grief.
Whoever thought that I could hurt so much,
Because of a little thing like Love?

I gave you everything I had,
My Love, my Adoration, my Sword and Honour,
I offered you my Heart on a platter,
And expected you to be glad.

But you used me, strung me along,
Treated me like dirt.
You used me to make yourself feel bigger,
And made me wish I'd never been born.

I wish I never met you, never saw your face,
Or laughed with you, Loved you as much as I did.
All those times I pictured a future for you and me,
I just wish I could erase.

But I can’t, and you’re still with me,
Even now that you’re gone.
These scars that you’ve left behind you
Are painfully plain to see.

You’ve wounded me more than you could know,
And that’s exactly what your problem is;
You don’t think, you don’t pay attention,
You dare not reap what you sow.

I wonder if you think of me, if you look back and weep.
Weep for the friendship that you lost, for the things that could have been.
I wonder if you lie awake sometimes, like I do, late at night,
The thoughts of you and I and pain that keep me from my sleep.

Lord knows that I miss you, though you gave me hell.
And even though I know I shouldn’t,
I still dwell on your name, and wonder, "how on Earth
Could you leave me such a shell?"

Love is Pain and Loss is Pain,
My Grief a pounding drum.
My Anchor, Bedrock, Guiding Star
Is all that keeps me sane.

She treats me like I’m someone
Worthy of attention, and the love I sought from you.
She makes me feel important,
Like, perhaps, you should have done.

Deep an very nicely done Mumu