Halesy
04-10-2006, 11:12 PM
This will have short story's in it too. But I am starting off with poetry.
My 1st ever written down/ kept.
Mirror's Eye--
Sometimes I look into my mirror's eye
to see my soul trapped within
to see the lost tears of an empty cry
and the rembrances of where I've been
I linger on the thoughts of then
wondering how the good times die
thinking of what was different when
time itself so seemingly did fly
And then with but a subtle sigh
I realize the truth of my fate grim
to sit and watch the days go by
with a light that now is all too dim
oh if that but I need not wake
a dreaming life I would take.
Trust:
Its like I always feel so confined
lost in a glass just lookin for my mind
and so I take a sip just waitin to find
something else to keep me blind
and forget that my fate was signed
when I made the choice and i chose to bind
but another drink, I'll tell you of lust
they say relationships are built on trust
but is she thinkin of trust with every thrust
and is it trust on his mind or is it her bust
temporary maybe but even love must
eventually decay fade and turn to dust
but desire forgets mortality and tells a lie
tells us that our love will never die
in the face of futility we continue to try
hoping if anything can last it will be our tie
but take another drink, and just sit by
and while it lasts just enjoy the high
I can't say I did the same, i truly missed her
no bang at all our love died with a whisper
just take another drink and shes out of your life.
To Universal:
An empathetic dream
To share the emotions
A forgotten scheme
That was drowned in the oceans
Of thoughts and confusion
As we try to see clear
But reach no conclusion
From the things we hear
And so arises hate
But with hate is love
And so we find our mate
Whom we think a dove
Until her wings turn black
As we begin to understand
And then love and lust we lack
But we keep going like planned
Until our heart beats no more
Until we cannot feel
And then emotions are like lore
Words from another that we steal
As we are lost with age
Awaiting our own death
With the knowledge of a sage
Peaceful in every breath
Remembering the dream
Remembering the forgotten scheme.
My 1st ever written down/ kept.
Mirror's Eye--
Sometimes I look into my mirror's eye
to see my soul trapped within
to see the lost tears of an empty cry
and the rembrances of where I've been
I linger on the thoughts of then
wondering how the good times die
thinking of what was different when
time itself so seemingly did fly
And then with but a subtle sigh
I realize the truth of my fate grim
to sit and watch the days go by
with a light that now is all too dim
oh if that but I need not wake
a dreaming life I would take.
Trust:
Its like I always feel so confined
lost in a glass just lookin for my mind
and so I take a sip just waitin to find
something else to keep me blind
and forget that my fate was signed
when I made the choice and i chose to bind
but another drink, I'll tell you of lust
they say relationships are built on trust
but is she thinkin of trust with every thrust
and is it trust on his mind or is it her bust
temporary maybe but even love must
eventually decay fade and turn to dust
but desire forgets mortality and tells a lie
tells us that our love will never die
in the face of futility we continue to try
hoping if anything can last it will be our tie
but take another drink, and just sit by
and while it lasts just enjoy the high
I can't say I did the same, i truly missed her
no bang at all our love died with a whisper
just take another drink and shes out of your life.
To Universal:
An empathetic dream
To share the emotions
A forgotten scheme
That was drowned in the oceans
Of thoughts and confusion
As we try to see clear
But reach no conclusion
From the things we hear
And so arises hate
But with hate is love
And so we find our mate
Whom we think a dove
Until her wings turn black
As we begin to understand
And then love and lust we lack
But we keep going like planned
Until our heart beats no more
Until we cannot feel
And then emotions are like lore
Words from another that we steal
As we are lost with age
Awaiting our own death
With the knowledge of a sage
Peaceful in every breath
Remembering the dream
Remembering the forgotten scheme.