Poetry Threat (well ok thread!) mark 2

[Cymorill]

it amazes me how we live
you and i
our moments now so infrequent
like stars shooting across the sky

it amazes me that so little is gained
fractured moments and broken memories
so little care
as if by will we try not to let it show

it amazes me that we hide from ourselves
those little truths we both know
as if speaking them
will shatter the walls we have built up

it amazes me how the passion we felt
have now turned to indifference
so kiss me gently
and we shall never speak again.

[minim]

Unexpected results

[minim]

:!:

[minim]

Embroiled

[wilma]

Was going to post a reply about how good the poems were, but can’t quite write what I want to say. So will just say I enjoyed reading them and it is a shame that you lot keep deleting them. [-X

Minim…one of those poems brought tears to my eyes.. and it wasn’t tears of laughter…just struck a cord.. you have a talent.. keep writing.

=D> =D> =D>

[Cymorill]

scatter my ashes on the sea
and as i float upon the waves
weep no tears for me
i do not want to be underground
no earthy mound for me
i do not want a cold stone tomb
where nobody will grieve
its where the winds blow fresh and free
that i will be at peace
i will travel to far off oceans
and finally be free.

[Cymorill]

i do not long for the heat of summer
winter suits me best
its icy winds heal me
for they numb the pain

icy sinews form on my windows
creeping along the glass
their long fingers reaching
towards me like a long lost lover

what need do i have of the
false beauty of love
when i have the beauty
of nature to surround me.

[minim]

very beautiful poems Cymorill and i am so glad you are posting again. You write very powerful images into your poems, i love them.

xxxxxxx

[Cymorill]

from the dawn of my first memory
i desired, and needed it
a sweet tantalising dream
hidden in the sunsets of tommorow

illusions of acceptance danced
before my weary tear stained eyes
soaked pillows hid the pain
that showed clearly on my face

i became all things to all people
hiding myself, my fear
painted smiles, and canned laughter
i was a personality fraud

if you let the walls drop
you earn the reward of rejection
living a harlequin lifestyle
oblivious to what is real

gathering courage to try again
success is a mere hint away
lost in its own shadow
illusions are shattered once more

forget the games, too
weary of playing the roles
no longer living in the mould
set by others

love me, hate me, but know me
only then can i find strength
to find myself
and lose the masks

another sunset, another chance
i finally gaze into the eyes
of acceptance, free from doubt
and i see myself clearly at last.

[stevenage_f]

Great poem

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