ehm hello - my poems

[freeyourmind]

Here is one of my poems. I'm kinda nervous right now...

Out of Control – or – Like Chocolate


As time passed by I still couldn’t catch a sign,
neither did I know where to search for you.
You told me, the expression on my face was hilarious
as you stood in front of my door the other day.
As I didn’t know how to react, I shut the door again,
spinning around, until my paralyzed thoughts
begun to flow again.
I opened the door anew to stare at your smiling face,
avoiding, to look into your eyes, as I knew,
I’d lose myself inside them,
without a chance to escape this labyrinth.
I asked you where you’d have been.
You answered with a smirk, saying:
“Out of control,
out of control like creations of art,
not within your grasp.
You have to let them happen.”
Then you told me about ripe fruits and your obsession for chocolate
and I,
I kept feeling like your object of desire,
melting in the sun –
Like chocolate.


2004-08-11

 

[Marusa]

I like it!!! A lot!

 

[Sad_Girl]

Awesome! Seriously, it made me think, made me feel and that is the truest measure of a good poem. I'm jealous because no matter how hard I try I cannot make a free form poem work, I keep getting pulled back into the same old pattern every time. Good work!

 

[freeyourmind]

Thanks a lot for you comments.

I'm not english speaking, so please forgive me the mistakes I make.
Suggestions always welcome...


Adaptation

The leaders of a mindless generation pulled a single thimble,
filled with eternal essence out of a swampland,
stole the last piece of hope left for people.
All those restless souls are wandering over a graveyard full with broken memories,
while they watch their dark angel captured in a room of light.
I found myself amongst them,
With no blood in my veins,
not dead but no longer part of the “living” world.
They once looked like figures emanating from a fairytale to me,
but now that I was graced with the dark gift,
I feel black wings, growing out of my back,
making me ready, to take the place of the one torn by light and loved by death.
My teacher once told me that everything that doesn’t adapt would die,
so I answered, I could see death, welcoming me with arms wide open
and now that I scent it’s smell, I feel loved, living an eternal life -
unchanged.


2004-08-17

 

[ZeroDude]

Well if English is not your first language you have a prodigous grip on it, some great work here thank you for posting it

 

[lazarus]

yeah you've got a way w/ anglais; that last one was even better. first two lines blew me away and I never got up.

what's your native language, freeyour mind?

 

[freeyourmind]

Thank you!!!

My native language is german.

 

[freeyourmind]

That's a poem based on a weird dream I had. I hope you'll enjoy reading...



Bloodred Rose


Bloodred rose, like the blood dropping down your fingertips,
you’re longing out for something that was whole one day,
something, you lost in days of happy childhood.
Awaking in the morning
with the aromatic flavour of hay,
bloodred rosepetals lying next to your face,
they captured the painful tears you cried
in your once so peaceful dreams.
Scents, that’s was remained of a time lost by now,
never knowing who swallowed the ease and happiness
of your yet so aching being.

Bloodred wings of butterflies
carry the petals away,
carry away your tears before they fade
as autumn pays it’s visit,
dying as winter enters our land.
You’re the pantomime in the street,
with the face painted bloodred,
you make people wonder,
as the rosepetals are falling down on you,
like the rain from clouds on your soul.

The whiny cries of birds which accompany you home at night,
timeless reminders of bitter children’s tears - at night,
as you enter a future of a life, just begun.
Staring out your window
you watch autumn leafs trembling in the dark.
In your mind they were your company,
before you fled into misery, where you long to feel save
and picking rosepetals of this lordly flower,
you are recognising,
even the happiest song leaves you being sad,
you end another day with rosepetals –
bloodred.

2004-10-11

 

[wizard2c]

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Very good writings......you have a good feel for words.

carol
wizard2c