Some poems for you;

So here are a collection of poems I've written. Some old, some new. Tell me what you think!

8/16/11
 I don't want to be loved, I want to inspire love.
I want to be a necessity for love,
Essential and desired.

8/16/11
I just want to experience this life.
No more holding me back.
I'm diving into this world alone.
It could end tragically,
Or wonderfully.
But here I come world.
Fate will find my home
in this unforgiving,
yet beautiful place.
I may not make it alive,
But I'll have truly lived.


That was some older stuff i recently stumbled upon, but here are some of my new pieces. Which do you like better?

7/30/12
You were only here
From sunrise to sunset.
Yet I wish it was
Summer to spring,
and again.
Summer to spring.

Your words fade each day,
And the distance between us
grows longer.
The absence stronger.

I wish you were here with me,
Today.
But you've been gone so long.
So many things left to say,
But you're nowhere near to hear.

I loved you, but
I don't think you loved me.
I want to love again,
But my love for you won't let me.


This is my favorite that I've written in awhile;
7/30/12

Today was a day,
where your oceans turned dark.
The cool blue pierced me,
chilled me deep into my restless soul.

The warmth of your sun,
is absent.
The warmth of my love,
is fading.

Dark days are passing,
and a cold rain touches my face.
All I want is for your love,
your love to come back again.

The emptiness I feel,
compares to the blackest of all the night skies.
Stars of hope glimmer in existence,
but the sun.

It always rises.

First look,

So I've never posted one of my original poems on here, so I thought. Why the heck not! Well here it goes, tell me what you think!

First Look

The earth spins, but sometimes your own world stops.
One breath takes years,
One step, a lifetime.

A pulse starts strong in your chest.
Moves through your veins, piercing the soul.
Another step, another lifetime.

A lurking destination;
temptation to run, instinct to flee.
Then that severed soul awakens,
clawing to the surface of the skin.

It begs for liberation,
It cries for the deepest of desires.
It screams for you.

It craves your touch, your kiss,
the absolute rawest emotions of your being.

But once again the soul is silenced.
Pushed under layers and layers of
self destruction and bitter anger.

One day that world will stop again.
And that soul will be fulfilled.
Until that day it remains caged.
Protected from the truth of my world.