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BlackStrawberry

Slovakia

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January 1, 2009

It will change after my death

Open your eyes and look around.
You will see me standing there,
crying and smiling at the same time.
Touch me. Would you dare?
Just try a piece of mine,
maybe you'll die, I don't know.

Tears are falling like the first snow.
Disappearing in your soul,
big, dark and empty hole.
You want to kill me, you hate those tears.
Don't worry, i will suicide with my own fears.
Just stay there and look carefully,
remember this, when you will ask for me.
I won't be there, when you'll change your mind.
You will pray to see me again, but then you will find
that you have to close your eyes,
and I will be there, but not the same
only laughing, no more lies
'Cause i will know, that you will feel my old pain.

 

(I know, I mistaked there with: suicide. It has to be "I will commit a suicide", but I just don't like it this way, so..)

10:03 PM Jun 18 2010

kindestgeek
United States

This has a lot of sweet but sad emotions.

11:19 AM Mar 16 2009

BlackStrawberry
Slovakia

yes it's mine...I don't have more in the moment but maybe sometime later. do you write poems? 

07:39 AM Mar 16 2009

bob.yuan

bob.yuan
China

seems like a mysterious poetry, i really can not get the whole idea, but that make it even more impressive! about soul? about fear of death? or about honesty and love?

is this amazing poetry your work? i really would like to read more.

December 30, 2008

Take the hold of my hand,
move me into the past when I was different,
change my present, future this way,
don`t bother about those words i`ll say.
Cold whisper in my ear,
sounds also in my tears,
accomplish my second birth,
`cause I didn`t born right at the first.
Be alert to my hidden real I,
I`ve never seen it, maybe it died.
Annihilate the sorrow deep in my heart,
carefully, we`ve never been apart.
Pass the final test od thousand truths,
but in the end I won`t trust you anyway.
Deal with my foolishness and stay,
and if you leave, it`ll be too late to pray.

07:35 AM Jan 03 2009

little DNA

little DNA
Viet Nam

hey i love writting poems too but mine is not good.

12:05 PM Dec 30 2008

atmd

atmd
Syrian Arab Republic

i realy love your pomes and pleas add more of it its intersting when i read it

December 30, 2008

Love is a bird with broken wings,
and if you fix it, it´ll fly away.
Love is when you need to go,
but you wanna stay.
Even the hardest heart is breakable in this case,
love is when you like the mind more than face.
When you always think about it,
what you didn´t and what you did,
today, yesterday,and the day before.
And if you should've done less or more.
When you are lost, but you haven't found yourself either,
someone needs to lead, or find somewhere a leader.

´Cause my heart is beating so fast,
and I don´t care about the future or the past,
when I doodle it´s always the same,
many. many hearts and also your name.

Do you dare to run away,
no, ´cause you know you´ll be back the other day.
Can I promise I´ll never cry?
Okay, just say that you´ll try
to never make me so sad as a funeral song,
and that you won´t be away from me too long.

Am I a fool ´cause I write so many poems for you?
Maybe, but trust me, all of them are simply true.
They aren´t so good, but also not bad.
One thing is clear: In you, I´m mad.

10:43 AM Dec 30 2008

BlackStrawberry
Slovakia

thank you:) I will keep writing, it makes me happy that someone likes it:))

07:12 AM Dec 30 2008

frozenblue

frozenblue
United States

your pome is really beautiful you have chousen your words well
the meaning is so great and the topic was nice
I like to read things like this you wrot ture words
that tuch the heart

very nice amezing
don't ever stop

 

06:09 AM Dec 30 2008

atmd

atmd
Syrian Arab Republic

realy its niece  poem  and i loved it so much thank you vrey much becouse you write tnis pome