My Poems

[Amberly]

amazingly enough I can do more than read a lot. I love poetry and I wanted a place to put the random things that come out of my head all the time. I just came up with this poem about 5 min ago its short my I might add to it later


Love and dream
Among the many
Yet of the few
A hopeless Fantasy
I dream of you
None yet know what tomorrow brings
A waking world
A walking dream

[Night_Daughter]

Sounds very good.
To me the last line doesn't seem to sit right, that might just be me though.

[Amberly]

I didnt like the 2nd line very well... here's another poem that I just wrote I'm not sure I like it yet


Forgotten Love

Commendable absence
From a time far gone
Unforgettable beauty
That does no wrong
Perverse envy
No one understands
Forgone conclusion
Its time to love again

[Allein'd'Ashan]

man!!! theese are great. the reason, i think, cuz you don't like the second and the last line, is cuz they contradict each other!!!

[Amberly]

okay I wrote this over the weekend but I dont like it very much.. I think I tried too hard. grrrr I know I dont like this but I just cant figure out why



Meant for you

Be forlorn my dearest heart
The mighty rise and hope will part
Remember time that kingdoms rue
The coming storm was meant for you

Rendered flesh, turned to stone
I give my life to save my home
Darkness comes but hold faith true
The coming storm was meant for you

Birth a child into the world
Likeness mine shall he unfurl
To hold my blood red and blue
The coming storm was meant for you

[Vashna]

good stuff, what does renendred mean though?

[Amberly]

renendred means that I cant type and the word is suppose to be rendered...which means:
1.To submit or present, as for consideration, approval, or payment: render a bill.
2.To give or make available; provide: render assistance.
3.To give what is due or owed: render thanks; rendered homage.
4.To give in return or retribution: He had to render an apology for his rudeness.
5.To surrender or relinquish; yield.

okay next poem


Anguish

Habitual madness the world in between
Nightmares upon waking soon to be seen
Where am I going when will it end
Hope is no exit whispers the wind
Memories abating once again we breath
Darkness never fading the pain will never leave

I think i need to start writing more plesent poetry..

[Amberly]

Okay I have 2 poems today and neither are death or torture related *cheer*

If you cant tell this is about sex...

sex

Beauty heightened
Nudity unleashed
Happiness experienced
In between the sheets
I love it when you touch me
You love it when I scream
Feel like a goddess
And never need to dream

This next one is about the little boy I baby sit. He was born with cerebral palsy and his mother abandoned him because he wasn’t “normal”. The mothers boyfriend at the time decided to adopt him and the rest is history…

Zach

Sickness keeps him stationary
But happiness defeats
The hatred of the mother
Who left him on the street
Intelligence escapes him
But a father’s love is true
Together now forever
Forever me and you

[Vashna]

Seems like everyone avoids this area so I thought I would be nice and come and comment (like noone has done in my thread :blue: :()

well first thought was wondering who inspired the first poem :) seems to be pretty good at that

You do great poems and I hate poetry, with a vengeance, so that is a big compliment.

They're simple and work well because of it (by simple mean they are not overflowing with usesless metaphor etc) stick to your style dont get draw into the whole I'll use these poetic techniques because people say that I should.

Call me cynical but I am partial to poems about death etc, keep up the good (well death isn't really good but you know what I mean) work.

[Amberly]

actually nothing really inspires my poems (except the ones I've put up stories about) I just see a word I like and put it together with a bunch of other words I like... or something like that...

[Amberly]

Okay todays poem....

Discription

Small is like a heartbeat inside your mothers womb
Hard is like the violence that might foretell your doom
Love is like a secret you shall never know
Beauty is like a flower that may never grow
Hope is like a beacon that shines where you don’t see
Faith is like a whisper said where you wont be
Loud is like the scream of mercy you don’t hear
Death is like the thing that elevates your fear
Happiness escapes you
Of which you’ll never find
Within rhyme or reason
Until the end of time

[SirTom]

hot damn.....those are great. i must say that i have begun i look forward to your daily poems... whether about death or sex or what, i like em. when you get enough, and save all these that you do, you should collect them all and see bout gettin em published. and btw, i have no doubt that they will be;)

[Amberly]

I had some published it highschool... I'll look them up and post them in here tomorrow if I remember...

[Amberly]

Here are two of the poems I wrote in high school... they have a structure to them because I wrote them all as assignments. This first one is a found poem. You create a found poem by finding an article and using words from the article to create the poem, the more boring the article the better the poem is what I believe. This is from the New Yorker, March 27th 2000.

The Stalin Era (Russia)

Seventeen moments of spring
Decade surprise
Germanness
Germanic spy focus groups
Its fairly amazing for Russians
Enduring embarrassment
Public performances
Antagonist, incomprehensible, drunken
Interested in intelligence
I’d read the books, seen the movies
Offers his services
Reformist, mainstream, criticize rough
Idiotic communist party
Portrays Soviet citizens
Purges, alluding
For a year and a half
Moralist, loyalist
Russian Army
More dangerous the firing a machine gun
Swiss authorities
Presumption of innocence
The golden rule is melodramatic
Soft authoritarianism
And I don’t like abroad
Thanks for the friendly gesture

[Amberly]

I have no idea what the assignment was for this next poem I just like it…

A simple piece of advice

Love someone once
If they hurt you
Forgive them

Love someone twice
If they hurt you
Kick them

Love someone thrice
If they hurt you
Become morbid


One of my really close friends wrote this for me….

The sea’s shore
By Matt De La Cruz

You may ask how
But I can’t tell you
Now that these secrets about you
Are inside this box that I’m holding
And handing you the question
But I can yell you the answer
You may ask how
And I’ll shell your ear
And you’ll hear what it is that has made you content
But I’ll hear the ocean
And I’ll see through your shell
And kiss your forehead if hope is my game
And you will dissipate unto infinity
And you may ask how
And I’ve told you


And of course today’s poem…

Marilyn

The most beautiful woman America could dream
With a body that kills and a voice that sings
A terrible actress but no one cares
A scandalous mind more than one dares
She died unexpectedly we’ll never know understand
Suicide or murder its out of our hands

[Amberly]

Today’s poem …

Pain through my window

Imagination destroys me
And all that I can see
The real world gone forever
It’s almost like a dream
I didn’t mean to hurt her
She never should have screamed
I no longer have my window
Just Grey padded walls
And you’ll forever remember
How far our love can fall

[Amberly]

I have this small problem where I occisonally lose all inspration to write poetry... now is one of those times. I couldn't write a poem today to save my life fortunally for all my fans (sarcasim) I've decided to write a short story.... http://www.wotism.net/forums/showthread.php?t=5498

[SirTom]

great work....short stories or poems, i enjoy it all, so keep up the good work!

~waiting for tomarra's piece~

[Amberly]

YaY another poem....

Forgotten

Soon you’re gone and there shall be
Nothing left of even me
Except a song a fairy tale
My only love fare the well
Kingdoms come and heroes grow
Lost in time buried in snow
With only but a myth or rhyme
Remembered ‘till the end of time
In loves heart planted low
Is only were remembrance show
For soon you’re gone and there shall be
Nothing left of even me

[Amberly]

this sucks but I'm posting it anyway becuase its the best I could come up with today (you should have seen some of the other crap)...

My love

Demure and kind
Will not be found
If you want my love

Strong and hard
By what went down
Do you want my love

True and proud
Who won my heart
You will have my love

[Vashna]

hmmm, good short stories and poems *is jealous*, and you do have a fan :)

[Amberly]

Okay I've discovered that it is near impossible for me to write happy poetry.. so...

Killer thoughts

People come and all hope goes
Down the river the body flows
Towards ocean my love departs
To the bottom holding my heart
I will never see sun again
For tomorrow the end begins

[Vashna]

Love it, does that make me sick?

*Is now officially Amberly's no. 1 fan*

[Amberly]

YaY I have a fan *wipes away tear*

[Allein'd'Ashan]

tgheese poems are really good!!! keep up the good work!!!

[Amberly]

sometimes I worry about myself :omg:...

Child psychopath

Happy or cheerful I cannot be
Open sadism for all to see
Come and play my evil world
You cant leave let hope unfurl
Tomorrow comes and still you’re here
Soon enough I’ll drink the fear
Leave a corpse in a shallow grave
Still you try to be brave
Know tomorrow it will be you
I love my game, yes I do

[Night_Daughter]

I haven't had time to read these lately but I just went through them. Damn those are good! Thats the type of poetry that I write. No matter how hard I try, I can not write happy stuff. When I try and its going good, I'll get to the last line and it'll seem all nice and sunshiney, and then I'll write the ending which will turn it around completely. Oh well, at least I know its not just me.

[Amberly]

Oh well, at least I know its not just me.
I happy to find out the same...

[Allein'd'Ashan]

It's a bit reassuring to know that it isn't only me with a dark soul...

[Amberly]

The house on the hill

The house on the hill
Go there if you will
But you’ll never return

A love not understood
Murdered because he could
She should not return

Now she haunts
For what she wants
To home she will return

[Amberly]

I really dont know what this is about and due to that fact I dont like it.. but then again I really dont like any of my poems...

Hate and fear

The man I love keeps me here
I stay to help abate his fear
Nothings right in the world today
If I could I’d make them pay
Long ago the world was good
He might worry if I would
Darkness comes and home I go
To hate the world from a window

[Amberly]

I'm bored so I'm just writing random poems...

untitled

Fighting his country to stay alive
A plot for hope he will contrive
Beauty lost within a war
On day soon his soul will soar
Decision comes when terrorists act
We’ve come too far and can’t turn back

[Vashna]

I liked hate and fear, I am pretty sure that its about a woman feeling obligated to stay and feeling trapped because of it. Something happened to change how he treated her.

Anyway thats what I got from it, I did like it, and if you don't well don't worry about it, just as long as you enjoyed writing it who cares how it turns out.

[Amberly]

I've written another verse to my poem 'untitled'...

One day soon we all will die
Our own defeat shall we supply
Nothing good can come from war
What becomes true evil abhor
He’s tried to hard and with out tact
We’ve come to far and can’t turn back

[Amberly]

finally another poem.....

My Name

A love forgone of comprehension
Yours a life I will not mention
Reasons never understood
Every moment to what I could
Inside deep and locked down tight
Screams a demon in the night
Memory fades in a day
Young and hopeful I will not stay
Nothing comes from staying true
Again I die and so should you
Maybe death is not the end
Each day you will forget again

[Allein'd'Ashan]

Theese Poems are really dark and broody!!!

[Amberly]

I'm going to take that as a good thing

[Amberly]

I know its been a while but I finally wrote another poem :angel:

Abuse

Behind a door she’s hiding
A brother’s scream she hears
Within herself she’s fighting
Unable to face her fears
A child’s life was taken
And only she knows true
All her hopes forsaken
But can she tell on you?

[Amberly]

Suicide

Nighttime comes and I will fly
Through the air across the sky
To my lover’s arms I go
My corporal being he will not know
Tomorrow comes and daylight brings
An empty shell that once was me
My soul has found a peaceful place
Haunting his beloved space
For he can’t love me as I am
A hateful word now all is damned

[Amberly]

finally I decided to get creative again and write another poem... I'm going to try and keep up with this better :D

Punishment

Buried deep within my heart
A hope that hasn’t played its part
True love blooms if I could wait
It must come soon or hope will break
A child’s dream for all to see
Is he the soul who’s meant for me
One day I will take his hand
And give him everything that I am
And if, forlorn, true love not found
I’ll die upon this sacred ground
To be reborn forever again
Will this hell never end

[Byrn]

Impressive.

[Amberly]

thanks

[Dj_ez]

Punishment

Buried deep within my heart
A hope that hasn’t played its part
True love blooms if I could wait
It must come soon or hope will break
A child’s dream for all to see
Is he the soul who’s meant for me
One day I will take his hand
And give him everything that I am
And if, forlorn, true love not found
I’ll die upon this sacred ground
To be reborn forever again
Will this hell never end


Are you stalking me? Because if you are I could take you out for dinner instead...... Ok, now to be serious. Love your poem, I see a great deal of reflections to my life in it. Good job

[Amberly]

actually that poem is based on this crush I've had since I was 5... I still know the guy but I'm afraid that I will ruin a great friendship if I ever asked him out

[Dj_ez]

Great loves are based on better friendships dear. You never know, he may feel the same about you. Roll the dice, you may be suprised. Then again, maybe you should take the advice of someone who hasnt failed at the number of relationships I have.

[Amberly]

holly crap I'm back!!!!

here's a poem :angel:

Prophesy

She came at night and said to me
Theses things that were meant to be

Beauty comes and something grows
See a love and forever know
Something hope plays its part
Most times faith hurts the heart
For spring shall never come again
A winters storm shall see your end
An ever will your soul mate morn
For never a child will be born
To save the world from its fate
All shall fail for your haste
So stay where its dry and warm
And live the reason you were born

Gone again as she came
The Fairy Queen who knew my name

[Amberly]

once again.. a poem :D
hope you like it...


Anarchy (an pun on the song “Amazing Grace”)

Amazing grace do you hear that sound
That doomed me to be “free”
I should be lost
But hope I found
In political anarchy

[Amberly]

I just entered my poems anguish and untilted into poetry contests I'll tell you guys the results when I get them

[Amberly]

Society

Try as I might I cant understand
The inner working of a woman or man
Marriage doesn’t mean shit anymore
A child’s life is its own little war
Just for a little more money
A little less tax
We’ve gone to hell
And we’ve not coming back

[Amberly]

Recently you participated in the VoicesNet Anthology International
Poetry Competition and it is an honor to inform you that your poem,
"UNTITLED", was selected for publication. Congratulations.


I got published YaY


heres the poem...

untitled

Fighting his country to stay alive
A plot for hope he will contrive
Beauty lost within a war
On day soon his soul will soar
Decision comes when terrorists act
We’ve come too far and can’t turn back
One day soon we all will die
Our own defeat shall we supply
Nothing good can come from war
What becomes true evil abhor
He’s tried to hard and with out tact
We’ve come to far and can’t turn back

[Byrn]

Sweet! Congrats Amberly. :1party:

[Amberly]

...I finally made time to scribble again... :devil:


The Concept of Life

Come to life as a child
Hope is there but has gone wild
Every day a newborn dream
Wishing things you’ve never seen
Haunting fingers turn you ice
Death will never harm you twice
Wake and never live again
Tomorrow is your life long friend