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Written by JayTee
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Wednesday, 07 November 2007 |
Why do I feel the way I do?
The love is strong I feel for you
Like a fire burning in the sky
I can only feel but so high
Like a lead weight depression pulls me down
Fogs up my mind with thick, dark clouds
I can't erase the things I've done
If I had my way, they would be gone
Hurting you by hurting me
I'm so sorry I can't really see
The fogs too thick, please guide me through
I never want to let go of you
So please never let go of me
I need your guidance so I can see
Without you I would be blind
I'm asking you to never leave my side
Without you everything's wrong
My hope is lost, my world is gone
Life just wouldn't be the same
Without you I wouldn't be safe
You save me from myself
And with that I thank you.
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Written by Cherie
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Sunday, 04 November 2007 |
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This is something I wrote a few days ago.
About 4 weeks ago someone wrote "All Fags Must Die Starting With _____,_____,My Name,_____."
As the days progressed more and more of it appeared, with more names, and the last time it was more of a command "KILL ALL FAGS"
Even though the person who did it was caught, and it turned out to be one of our own, I still can't shake this spinn it's put me into.
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Written by Heather
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Thursday, 25 October 2007 |
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Why must I stay here in this "life". There's nothing here but touchier and pain. When I look at her, I see what we use to be, but now all we have is a friendship that may never last. I hate her but find my self loving her. Why am I forced to stay her with noting to live for. She has everything, everyone. I have nothing. One loo and I cry once hug ad i die. One kiss is all it takes. One moment in time is all i need to make her see how much love she has in me. Why must I suffer why bust i bleed. No one ca see all of the pain inside of me.
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Written by Heather
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Thursday, 25 October 2007 |
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I live for you, breath for you, dream for you. Wish for you talk to you. But you dont hear me you dont see me. you dont know me. I'm our friend bot im incisile.
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Written by Heather
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Thursday, 25 October 2007 |
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Floating on a river gently flowing pulling you deep in to the lad of unknown fanatic's. Aland where nothing is what it seems. The smell of sun kissed tulips. The warmth of a moist September morning. All is just imagination. In life the sun kissed flowers become smoldering piles f burning rubber. The mornings in September is the acid ears of fallen angels. The river is the raging crowds of history forever condemned to the was of society.
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Written by Heather
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Thursday, 25 October 2007 |
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I loved you, you said the same.
I thought if you left I would fell no pain.
Now your gone i feel the shame.
When I found you all was well.
Now your gone the pain is too much to bare.
I wish I could die and leace this feeling aside.
This thing called love was it ment to make you run and hide.
I thought our love was real no lie. You said good bye but not for
long too long ago. The moment you left my heart turnd cold and
sank to new depths. The day you said I love you my hear tok flight.
When you said good bye for now it ws shot with an arrow.
I love you still the same. Even though we are still friends, Its ashame
we didnt last. I love you , I love you, I love you still the same.
I think it could have been a blast but i love you still the same.
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Written by Heather
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Thursday, 25 October 2007 |
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Piercing black arrow of love.
Tool of society.
The day you think all is well the savage archers of common
people load their bows with the poison arrows of hate.
You feel it Perice your flesh down past your heart to your soul.
The continual pain of a dagger stabbing you so forceful it brings you
to you knees as bloody tears of hope and love steam from your
eyes like a raging water fall.
Crying to the havens with the voice of a scared timid child.
Why did you give me paradise then rip it away.
All the while the savage archers of hate sit with the smile of a
mindless drone strong upon their faces.
Blissfully happy with the unruly ending of their cruel endeavors.
Not feeling the icy hand of emptiness drawing the breath from
every inch or your body.
Forsaking you to forever be spiraling to the bottomless pit of
unknown pain.
To forever be entangled in this twisted web of vitality.
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Written by Kristi
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Monday, 22 October 2007 |
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This poem is amazingly true for me. i love poetry and I wish I could do better but this is what I have so far...this is my first poem for this year.
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Written by emily
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Saturday, 13 October 2007 |
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Hey ya'll, im emily...i love to write poetry, especially about what's on my mind....so this is a poem i wrote, enjoy!!
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Written by Heather
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Thursday, 11 October 2007 |
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Four letter words. Love....Hate.....Rapre.......even dyke.
Words so strong they can make you or brake you.
You take one look and me and say dyke. You think this is a word used to discribe a lesbian.
But its not.
Stop and ask and i will tell you
it Hurts
Stop and ask and i can tell you
50% of homosexual teens dont make it to there 20s
Stop and ask why and i will tell you
Suicide.
So next time think before you lable me
Then next four letters you say could brake me.
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