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    • By Koby
      I don't remember when I wrote this, seems I didn't date it, but here's another poem from my teenage years.
       
      Who Am I?
      -----------------------------------------------------------
       
      What shall I be?
      My past is clouded,
      A mystery.
      Who am I,
      Without a memory,
      Faded and gone,
      Throughout the century.
      Who am I,
      What is my destiny?
      Who was I?
      And who shall I be?
      What is the mark,
      I'll leave on history?
      What was it in the past,
      And now, what will it be?
      So many asked questions,
      But with no reply.
      Now the past and future,
      a knot will tie.
      What has happened,
      Will be again.
      How can I be prepared?
      And what will I do then?
    • By Koby
      I don't remember when I wrote this, seems I didn't date it, but here's another poem from my teenage years.
       
      Turn For the Worst
      -----------------------------------------------------------
       
      What cause's everything to go wrong
      I just cant seem to remember
      to remember when things took a turn
      a turn for the worst
      What is it within me that makes me so angry
      I can't even seem to do anything right
      It just brings me back to reality
      life isnt fair, life isnt always perfect
      I find myself at a fork in the road
      Will I make another mistake
      take the wrong road once more
      I dont think I could survive another failure
      I begin to take a road but reconsider
      I find myself answering my own questions
      Every time I think I have everything just right
      It all seems to come crashing down
      What is wrong with me
      is this some kind of curse
      I am sick, I am tired.. of living in this eternal hell
      The nightmares of doing another wrong
      They just wont stop
      I find myself at another dead end
      another wrong turn
      I have taken a turn for the worst once more.
    • By Koby
      I figured I may as well post this one here. I have posted all my past poems here. All I see people post now days though is stories involving forum members. This section is more than just stories and being the last poem I wrote, I thought what the heck? So here it is. The title is kind of corny thinking back on everything. Everlasting Love? Is there really such a thing? I use to believe so, but it seems like every day we drift further apart.
    • By Koby
      Written by: Koby
      Date: March 16, 2009

      Meaning of the Word Love
      -------------------------------------

      I look over at you
      I see nothing but a shadow
      of what we once were
      I never understood
      how we could let this happen
      from the moment that we met
      there was stars in your eyes
      we were perfect for each other
      forget all the cliches
      throw them out the window
      what we had was true
      true love, or so we had thought
      looking back, we must have been really naive
      that kind of love could never exist
      it was straight out of a fairy tale
      we were foolish, naive, to ever think it would last
      what is love for that matter
      it seems it's just a meaningless word...
      can it really not mean a thing
      all the time we spent together
      I'm looking back...
      I can no longer see
      except for a pitch black shadow
      it seems to be looming over me
      it's like death knocking on my door
      I can't continue to exist
      I can't be with you
      but I can't live without you
      We were never meant to be together
      but I've fallen for you
      That time has come and gone
      is love really just a meaningless phrase
      tossed around day after day
      I was sitting here waiting in my room
      pondering lifes... loves questions
      Chemistry... we were nothing without it.
      It wasn't suppose to be...
      I see that now..
      Maybe I'll get over it
      So this is adios.
    • By Koby
      Written by: Koby
      Date: December 23, 2008

      (Note: First poem I wrote in like 2 or 3 years)

      Live Before I Die
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      Life just seems to fly by
      days, weeks, even years
      It seems to just be skipping past
      Will I ever live before I die?
      That question keeps coming to mind
      No answer, nothing, time just goes on
      Another day, another week, another year
      I'm in a glass cage, watching the years go by
      When I'm gone, I wont be missed
      Nothing left behind to remind others of me
      I'm a nothing, I had no life
      It skipped right past me, and I watched it
      Seems only yesterday I was 15,
      Now I'm 19 wondering where the years have gone
      Life just seems to fly by
      days, weeks, even years
      It seems to just be skipping past
      Will I ever live before I die?
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