Midnight Intrusion
Zitat von lovewithdiamonds am 15 Februar, 2006, 1554 Uhrthis was written as a part 2 of another poem caled "Moonlight Sits on Your Windowsill", that i cant seem to find....
Traces of lust linger on my lips.
Threads of lies linger on my tongue
and in my ears.
I've lived a lie for so long I can't
recognise a lie from another person
or maybe I don't want to.
She answered and told me you weren't
there, you'd gone home.
When I go to your home, she's there.
She's at pain to stress you're
merely friends - why?
Guilty conscience. She's besotted,
but you don't notice. Or you do, but
pretend not to for my benefit. i cant compete with
that. I don't intend to.
Why is she in your bed and not me?
She said she needed one last night
with you - one last night of what?
How can I trust when I'm the one lying?
Questions - never had so many go
unanswered for so long. I'm tired of
waiting for an answer.
Offer just got retracted.
I cant carry on lyiing - I'm only hurting myself.
And you're hurting me.
Oh sure, you don't mean to, but you are.
"Moonlight sits on your windowsill..."
What bullshit. How lame am I?
Lay my soul bare, nothing in return.
You're a closed book to me - one I should never read, I looked at the cover,
chanced the first page and maybe it
was a mistake. Certain words are not meant to be read. Not by me.
Why were you in such a rush to
get back to her? I'm sorry for intruding.
What I don't know can't hurt me, but I know this, unfortunately, and it burns.
"Moonlight sits on your windowsill..."
Wake the fuck up. That was just an illusion.
this was written as a part 2 of another poem caled "Moonlight Sits on Your Windowsill", that i cant seem to find....
Traces of lust linger on my lips.
Threads of lies linger on my tongue
and in my ears.
I've lived a lie for so long I can't
recognise a lie from another person
or maybe I don't want to.
She answered and told me you weren't
there, you'd gone home.
When I go to your home, she's there.
She's at pain to stress you're
merely friends - why?
Guilty conscience. She's besotted,
but you don't notice. Or you do, but
pretend not to for my benefit. i cant compete with
that. I don't intend to.
Why is she in your bed and not me?
She said she needed one last night
with you - one last night of what?
How can I trust when I'm the one lying?
Questions - never had so many go
unanswered for so long. I'm tired of
waiting for an answer.
Offer just got retracted.
I cant carry on lyiing - I'm only hurting myself.
And you're hurting me.
Oh sure, you don't mean to, but you are.
"Moonlight sits on your windowsill..."
What bullshit. How lame am I?
Lay my soul bare, nothing in return.
You're a closed book to me - one I should never read, I looked at the cover,
chanced the first page and maybe it
was a mistake. Certain words are not meant to be read. Not by me.
Why were you in such a rush to
get back to her? I'm sorry for intruding.
What I don't know can't hurt me, but I know this, unfortunately, and it burns.
"Moonlight sits on your windowsill..."
Wake the fuck up. That was just an illusion.
Zitat von lovewithdiamonds am 15 Februar, 2006, 1610 UhrAn attempt at writing a sonnet....
Infinity's love
Infinity goes up on trial,
How long has it been?
He runs for the door, scattering his accusations behind him,
But she wont be extorted.Infinity waits outside the courtroom
She trembles as the silence wraps her
In isolation
She has been abandonedInfinity stares blankly at the wall of her cell
Her love detaining her there as surely as the bars of her cell
Her captor no longer cares
He ensnared her wild heart, made it tameInfinity struggles against sacrilege
Her divinity has been exploited
Forced to perish by he who did not understand her
Hers is a soul with no footprintInfinity awaits judgment
She is guilty of having loved too deeply
Loved one who did not deserve her
She stares at him seated in the witness boxInfinity breaks down as he delivers his statement
She loved too much, he too little. He denies all responsibility
She reads the lie on his face, the lack of guilt in his eyesInfinity has become the sum of her parts
She is banished to the periphery
Not because of lack of love
But despairDespair at her judgment
Nothing can change it now
She has been bought, sold, used and
Discarded.
An attempt at writing a sonnet....
Infinity's love
Infinity goes up on trial,
How long has it been?
He runs for the door, scattering his accusations behind him,
But she wont be extorted.
Infinity waits outside the courtroom
She trembles as the silence wraps her
In isolation
She has been abandoned
Infinity stares blankly at the wall of her cell
Her love detaining her there as surely as the bars of her cell
Her captor no longer cares
He ensnared her wild heart, made it tame
Infinity struggles against sacrilege
Her divinity has been exploited
Forced to perish by he who did not understand her
Hers is a soul with no footprint
Infinity awaits judgment
She is guilty of having loved too deeply
Loved one who did not deserve her
She stares at him seated in the witness box
Infinity breaks down as he delivers his statement
She loved too much, he too little. He denies all responsibility
She reads the lie on his face, the lack of guilt in his eyes
Infinity has become the sum of her parts
She is banished to the periphery
Not because of lack of love
But despair
Despair at her judgment
Nothing can change it now
She has been bought, sold, used and
Discarded.
Zitat von sunrava am 16 Februar, 2006, 1053 Uhr*claps* been a while since I have seen such raw emotion in a poem. Excepting a few on this site, I have had nothing but drivel to read.
*claps* been a while since I have seen such raw emotion in a poem. Excepting a few on this site, I have had nothing but drivel to read.
Zitat von lovewithdiamonds am 18 Februar, 2006, 0214 Uhrthanks... i'll show some more as soon as i can work up the energy to type them out... but writing poetry is definitely a release for me - dont seem to be able to write unless i'm hurting or extremely emotional...
thanks... i'll show some more as soon as i can work up the energy to type them out... but writing poetry is definitely a release for me - dont seem to be able to write unless i'm hurting or extremely emotional...
Zitat von miyoko am 5 März, 2006, 1856 Uhr@Sunrava wrote:
*claps* been a while since I have seen such raw emotion in a poem. Excepting a few on this site, I have had nothing but drivel to read.
i completely agree with sunrava! this is excellent- both of them! *claps* *bows* great work! i look forward to seeing more!
The Dark Lady
@Sunrava wrote:
*claps* been a while since I have seen such raw emotion in a poem. Excepting a few on this site, I have had nothing but drivel to read.
i completely agree with sunrava! this is excellent- both of them! *claps* *bows* great work! i look forward to seeing more!
The Dark Lady
Zitat von ashiri am 20 März, 2006, 1825 Uhri, as usual, agree with miyoko. it is well written. i especially liked infinitys love. i thought it was a great and creative way to describe the situation.
as for me i always write when im sad or depressed. i cant realy write,but my happy poems are by far the worst.
again i loved it it would be wonderful to read more. great job.
Ashiri
i, as usual, agree with miyoko. it is well written. i especially liked infinitys love. i thought it was a great and creative way to describe the situation.
as for me i always write when im sad or depressed. i cant realy write,but my happy poems are by far the worst.
again i loved it it would be wonderful to read more. great job.
Ashiri
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