Marsbert
04-27-04, 12:49PM
These are all the poems I had to write for my Creative Writing class. Hope you like 'em :)
Insides
As I sit with my mind a blank
my insides twist and I fear I might break
feelings around me so dark and dank
as I sit with my mind a blank.
Tests and problems I know I will tank
sometimes when I sleep I fear I’ll not wake
as I sit with my mind a blank
my insides twist and I fear I might break.
Buddy & Scamp
Without any words I know how you feel
when you're not near I miss you the most
playing and purring and batting my heel
without any words I know how you feel.
Warm hugs and true love I wish I could steal
to others I cant help but brag and boast
without any words – I know how you feel!
When you're not near I miss you the most.
Smile
I never even met you,
But still you changed my life.
I only knew you from the pictures on my wall,
They were my only link to you.
All I ever had was your smile,
And now it’s gone.
I never even met you,
But I will mourn you forever.
Bullets
One hits your feet,
piercing skin - shattering bones,
your blood begins to escape.
Another is at your knees,
popping caps so you’ll never walk,
your blood flees from your body like men from the plague.
Then one is at your gut,
popping it like a balloon,
your blood whistles like air from its rubber prison.
Now two are at your arms,
crumbling like hollow twigs,
your blood trails a river to your fingertips.
The last one hits your heart,
burrowing like a mole,
your blood is only a trickle now…….
Mind
I have a million different minds,
they play me like a puppet on a string.
Some days, I am the proud roar of a lioness,
but most days, I am only a tiny finch skittering around.
Olalus
Imi wadverto bisuo natssto erelic
Atotius olalus nin aun mocell sto worcnus
Imi dethio ohotineo bisuo erofintas
Iquas yllus Imi ocelle aerven bisuo
Erofintas
Bisuo iwlunt syperp badic tiwc myo
Otivament retteria wual sneppecer tara yest yduerp
Yest salm iuy aun ottriad enmis
Erofintas
Dictionary:
Imi = I
wadverto = saw
bisuo = you
natssto = standing
erelic = there
Atotius = all
olalus = alone
nin = in
aun = a
mocell = room
sto = so
worcnus = crowded
dethio = wanted
ohotineo = to hold
erofintas = forever
Iquas = if
yllus = only
ocelle = could
aerven = reach
Bisuo = you
iwlunt = will
syperp = always
badic = be
tiwc = with
myo = me
Otivament = no
retteria = matter
wual = what
sneppecer = happens
tara = to
yest = your
yduerp = body
salm = soul
iuy = is
aun = a
ottriad = part of
enmis = mine
Erofintas = forever
I Know You Will
I know I'll never have you again,
we must say good-bye.
I know I'll never feel your charmS again,
we must say good-bye.
I know I'll never hear your somber song again,
but you said good-bye too soon.....
You will follow me for eternity,
and I can’t ever be free of you.
You will be my first love for eternity,
and I can’t ever be free of you.
You will be a part of me for eternity,
and the universe will never mend in the absence of you.
Snap
The gum pierced the silence in half,
As she snapped it against her teeth,
Shaking us awake from sleep,
We glare at her, bitter.
Pop
The gum burst through the room,
As she popped it on her tongue,
Jolting us to rouse from our slumber,
Scowling at her.
Procrastination
I can’t seem to make my brain work,
Soon I’m gonna start to whine,
Homework always makes me feel dumb.
Some people think I’m just being a jerk,
But I know I’m not, so I feel sublime,
So forget homework, I’m gonna lay in the sun.
Friendship
What is your name?
I used to call you my friend
But you've been playing some kind of game
I guess this friendship will not mend
You had my love and my trust
I used to call you my friend
When I see you now I'm filled with disgust
Just the thought of you makes me sick
You had my love and my trust
I never thought you could be such a dick
I can't figure out who you've become
Just the thought of you makes me sick
Never again will you treat me like scum
You can't haunt me anymore
I can't figure out who you've become
Being a friend shouldn't feel like a chore
What is your name?
You can't haunt me anymore
You've been playing some kind of game.
You Know
Holding
back is one way
to lose everyone
who you have ever loved more than
yourself.
Death
Beauty
full and plenty
full is how you lived your
life - now that it’s gone you’re still a
Beauty.
How to write a
Cinquain.
Fit the pieces
together to make cute
little pieces of art in a
puzzle.
Johnny Depp
You are
a sex object.
You may not realize it
now. But in the future you will see
it’s true.
Hitchcock
Rainbows
floating……in a sky
so fogged and polluted.
Cutting colors like the knife in
“Psycho”.
Maid
What would someone think?
If they saw how my behind is
almost hanging out
the window –
That cool summer breeze is trying
to steal my curtains
If a stranger looked in and saw me now…….oy vey
……But just because he called me from my dinner date –
At least I’m getting paid.
The Castle in the Grass
For Monet’s “Yellow and Mauve Irises”
Do you know where we live?
I bet you do.
You see our home all the time.
Every time you pass by your garden.
You might think the tall grass and growing flowers are beautiful,
but you would think differently if you saw our castle.
Its beautiful white towers hovering
over the yellow and mauve irises.
You probably have not seen us,
but we see you.
We see you all the time.
Every time you come to your garden.
We are in the flowers and in the grass,
watching you.
Although you wouldn’t be able to see us,
we’re too small for your eyes,
too miniscule for your human brains.
And our castle
our beautiful castle,
is so beautiful and majestic
that your mundane eyes,
and your miniscule brain
could not understand its beauty or its wonder.
And for that, we pity you every time we see you.
The Doorway
For the Pevensies
It all started with a wardrobe,
a door to a journey never known before-
that would end with the final roar from an old lion.
A horn called them from the mundane
a door to a journey never known before
that is what these children lived.
A horn called them from the mundane
and a painting swept them away-
that is what these children lived
through battles, beasts, kings and queens.
And a painting swept them away,
a door to nowhere became the way
through battles, beasts, kings and queens-
here, a lifetime passes with each of our days.
A door to nowhere became the way,
and with rings from dust the door opened again.
Here, a lifetime passes with each of our days.
It all started with a wardrobe,
and with rings from dust the door opened again,
that would end with the final roar from an old lion.
I Am The Old Gentleman
What would it feel like
to know the truth?
The truth of who I am,
of what I am.
To know that all your
notions of good versus evil
are completely wrong?
To know that your silly
beliefs have been misguided
for all these years.
To know that I created the beautiful
And the horrible things
To know that I am the one you prayed to in the darkness,
and at the same time what you feared most.
I am all there is,
when you leave the earth behind
I am the only one to bow down to
How would you feel?
Nothing to Smile About
No more fun
nothing to care about
everyone can just forget about me
it doesn't matter anyway
We're all alone when we die
The sky always looks gray
there's nothing to smile about anymore
nobody understands
or cares
I hate it all
It feels like my lungs are working slower....
letting less and less air in
my heart feels the pain from my loneliness
my brain knows there's no way to forget about this feeling
Does anybody realize how the things they say affect me?
Does anyone care that I feel this way?
no
because they don’t know what it's like, they never will, because this is me, my feelings, nobody else's.
They can't have them,
as much as I want them to go away
I don’t want anyone to say "I know how you feel"
even though I've said it before
I don’t want anyone to say "you'll snap out of it sooner or later"
even though sooner or later I will forget about these feelings....for a while.......
It's not their place to say those things to me because they think they're true.
I Agree That
Lord of
the Rings is good,
but nothing can compare
to a lion who can pull you
from Earth.
You Have to Admit,
Talking
animals have
a way of getting to
you, when they tell you about their
problems.
There,
Through the
wardrobe lies a
‘nother world of wonder –
with fauns and lions and witches
abound!
Who is
Aslan?
an old lion,
who flies over as the
world below watches him. Also,
he talks.
Y’Know…..
I can
just imagine
the look on Lewis’ face…….
when he closed his eyes and then saw……
a faun.
As the Horn Blows…
Oh……you
stupid horn, leave
me alone. I have things
to do here in my own world. Can’t
you wait?
What a Novel Idea
What a
novel idea—
of a place where kids can
become the kings and queens of a
new world.
Aslan
People are stupid,
and by people, I mean humans.
I never thought I’d call any living thing stupid.
I only have myself to blame, because I shouldn’t have let them put me in…….this horrible place.
I look at my fellow prisoner and can’t help but ask;
Why do you let them do this to you my friend?
Why don’t you tell them how they’re mistreating you?
Tell them that they’re hurting you!
Tell them how you feel! You must speak!
Oh how I miss my own world.
The bright spanning fields,
the never-ending sky,
the warm sunshine.
I miss my little animal friends.
What’s that old saying humans use…..”curiosity killed the cat”?
--Well, just about.
Can’t these silly humans see who I am?
Why can’t they understand me?
Why can’t I get out of this damned cage?
--And get back to my home, where I am treated with the respect a king deserves.
Generalized Anxiety Disorder
Worries, worries, go away
Let me keep my mind today.
Let my lungs be filled with air
Let me exist without a care.
Let me focus in class and work
Let me not be an ass or jerk.
Let me sleep without medicinal assist
I no longer want to contort or twist.
Insides
As I sit with my mind a blank
my insides twist and I fear I might break
feelings around me so dark and dank
as I sit with my mind a blank.
Tests and problems I know I will tank
sometimes when I sleep I fear I’ll not wake
as I sit with my mind a blank
my insides twist and I fear I might break.
Buddy & Scamp
Without any words I know how you feel
when you're not near I miss you the most
playing and purring and batting my heel
without any words I know how you feel.
Warm hugs and true love I wish I could steal
to others I cant help but brag and boast
without any words – I know how you feel!
When you're not near I miss you the most.
Smile
I never even met you,
But still you changed my life.
I only knew you from the pictures on my wall,
They were my only link to you.
All I ever had was your smile,
And now it’s gone.
I never even met you,
But I will mourn you forever.
Bullets
One hits your feet,
piercing skin - shattering bones,
your blood begins to escape.
Another is at your knees,
popping caps so you’ll never walk,
your blood flees from your body like men from the plague.
Then one is at your gut,
popping it like a balloon,
your blood whistles like air from its rubber prison.
Now two are at your arms,
crumbling like hollow twigs,
your blood trails a river to your fingertips.
The last one hits your heart,
burrowing like a mole,
your blood is only a trickle now…….
Mind
I have a million different minds,
they play me like a puppet on a string.
Some days, I am the proud roar of a lioness,
but most days, I am only a tiny finch skittering around.
Olalus
Imi wadverto bisuo natssto erelic
Atotius olalus nin aun mocell sto worcnus
Imi dethio ohotineo bisuo erofintas
Iquas yllus Imi ocelle aerven bisuo
Erofintas
Bisuo iwlunt syperp badic tiwc myo
Otivament retteria wual sneppecer tara yest yduerp
Yest salm iuy aun ottriad enmis
Erofintas
Dictionary:
Imi = I
wadverto = saw
bisuo = you
natssto = standing
erelic = there
Atotius = all
olalus = alone
nin = in
aun = a
mocell = room
sto = so
worcnus = crowded
dethio = wanted
ohotineo = to hold
erofintas = forever
Iquas = if
yllus = only
ocelle = could
aerven = reach
Bisuo = you
iwlunt = will
syperp = always
badic = be
tiwc = with
myo = me
Otivament = no
retteria = matter
wual = what
sneppecer = happens
tara = to
yest = your
yduerp = body
salm = soul
iuy = is
aun = a
ottriad = part of
enmis = mine
Erofintas = forever
I Know You Will
I know I'll never have you again,
we must say good-bye.
I know I'll never feel your charmS again,
we must say good-bye.
I know I'll never hear your somber song again,
but you said good-bye too soon.....
You will follow me for eternity,
and I can’t ever be free of you.
You will be my first love for eternity,
and I can’t ever be free of you.
You will be a part of me for eternity,
and the universe will never mend in the absence of you.
Snap
The gum pierced the silence in half,
As she snapped it against her teeth,
Shaking us awake from sleep,
We glare at her, bitter.
Pop
The gum burst through the room,
As she popped it on her tongue,
Jolting us to rouse from our slumber,
Scowling at her.
Procrastination
I can’t seem to make my brain work,
Soon I’m gonna start to whine,
Homework always makes me feel dumb.
Some people think I’m just being a jerk,
But I know I’m not, so I feel sublime,
So forget homework, I’m gonna lay in the sun.
Friendship
What is your name?
I used to call you my friend
But you've been playing some kind of game
I guess this friendship will not mend
You had my love and my trust
I used to call you my friend
When I see you now I'm filled with disgust
Just the thought of you makes me sick
You had my love and my trust
I never thought you could be such a dick
I can't figure out who you've become
Just the thought of you makes me sick
Never again will you treat me like scum
You can't haunt me anymore
I can't figure out who you've become
Being a friend shouldn't feel like a chore
What is your name?
You can't haunt me anymore
You've been playing some kind of game.
You Know
Holding
back is one way
to lose everyone
who you have ever loved more than
yourself.
Death
Beauty
full and plenty
full is how you lived your
life - now that it’s gone you’re still a
Beauty.
How to write a
Cinquain.
Fit the pieces
together to make cute
little pieces of art in a
puzzle.
Johnny Depp
You are
a sex object.
You may not realize it
now. But in the future you will see
it’s true.
Hitchcock
Rainbows
floating……in a sky
so fogged and polluted.
Cutting colors like the knife in
“Psycho”.
Maid
What would someone think?
If they saw how my behind is
almost hanging out
the window –
That cool summer breeze is trying
to steal my curtains
If a stranger looked in and saw me now…….oy vey
……But just because he called me from my dinner date –
At least I’m getting paid.
The Castle in the Grass
For Monet’s “Yellow and Mauve Irises”
Do you know where we live?
I bet you do.
You see our home all the time.
Every time you pass by your garden.
You might think the tall grass and growing flowers are beautiful,
but you would think differently if you saw our castle.
Its beautiful white towers hovering
over the yellow and mauve irises.
You probably have not seen us,
but we see you.
We see you all the time.
Every time you come to your garden.
We are in the flowers and in the grass,
watching you.
Although you wouldn’t be able to see us,
we’re too small for your eyes,
too miniscule for your human brains.
And our castle
our beautiful castle,
is so beautiful and majestic
that your mundane eyes,
and your miniscule brain
could not understand its beauty or its wonder.
And for that, we pity you every time we see you.
The Doorway
For the Pevensies
It all started with a wardrobe,
a door to a journey never known before-
that would end with the final roar from an old lion.
A horn called them from the mundane
a door to a journey never known before
that is what these children lived.
A horn called them from the mundane
and a painting swept them away-
that is what these children lived
through battles, beasts, kings and queens.
And a painting swept them away,
a door to nowhere became the way
through battles, beasts, kings and queens-
here, a lifetime passes with each of our days.
A door to nowhere became the way,
and with rings from dust the door opened again.
Here, a lifetime passes with each of our days.
It all started with a wardrobe,
and with rings from dust the door opened again,
that would end with the final roar from an old lion.
I Am The Old Gentleman
What would it feel like
to know the truth?
The truth of who I am,
of what I am.
To know that all your
notions of good versus evil
are completely wrong?
To know that your silly
beliefs have been misguided
for all these years.
To know that I created the beautiful
And the horrible things
To know that I am the one you prayed to in the darkness,
and at the same time what you feared most.
I am all there is,
when you leave the earth behind
I am the only one to bow down to
How would you feel?
Nothing to Smile About
No more fun
nothing to care about
everyone can just forget about me
it doesn't matter anyway
We're all alone when we die
The sky always looks gray
there's nothing to smile about anymore
nobody understands
or cares
I hate it all
It feels like my lungs are working slower....
letting less and less air in
my heart feels the pain from my loneliness
my brain knows there's no way to forget about this feeling
Does anybody realize how the things they say affect me?
Does anyone care that I feel this way?
no
because they don’t know what it's like, they never will, because this is me, my feelings, nobody else's.
They can't have them,
as much as I want them to go away
I don’t want anyone to say "I know how you feel"
even though I've said it before
I don’t want anyone to say "you'll snap out of it sooner or later"
even though sooner or later I will forget about these feelings....for a while.......
It's not their place to say those things to me because they think they're true.
I Agree That
Lord of
the Rings is good,
but nothing can compare
to a lion who can pull you
from Earth.
You Have to Admit,
Talking
animals have
a way of getting to
you, when they tell you about their
problems.
There,
Through the
wardrobe lies a
‘nother world of wonder –
with fauns and lions and witches
abound!
Who is
Aslan?
an old lion,
who flies over as the
world below watches him. Also,
he talks.
Y’Know…..
I can
just imagine
the look on Lewis’ face…….
when he closed his eyes and then saw……
a faun.
As the Horn Blows…
Oh……you
stupid horn, leave
me alone. I have things
to do here in my own world. Can’t
you wait?
What a Novel Idea
What a
novel idea—
of a place where kids can
become the kings and queens of a
new world.
Aslan
People are stupid,
and by people, I mean humans.
I never thought I’d call any living thing stupid.
I only have myself to blame, because I shouldn’t have let them put me in…….this horrible place.
I look at my fellow prisoner and can’t help but ask;
Why do you let them do this to you my friend?
Why don’t you tell them how they’re mistreating you?
Tell them that they’re hurting you!
Tell them how you feel! You must speak!
Oh how I miss my own world.
The bright spanning fields,
the never-ending sky,
the warm sunshine.
I miss my little animal friends.
What’s that old saying humans use…..”curiosity killed the cat”?
--Well, just about.
Can’t these silly humans see who I am?
Why can’t they understand me?
Why can’t I get out of this damned cage?
--And get back to my home, where I am treated with the respect a king deserves.
Generalized Anxiety Disorder
Worries, worries, go away
Let me keep my mind today.
Let my lungs be filled with air
Let me exist without a care.
Let me focus in class and work
Let me not be an ass or jerk.
Let me sleep without medicinal assist
I no longer want to contort or twist.