I feel like...

dreamer • 12 August 2012 at 10:39 PM

I feel like writing some poems. ^^

It's like 10: 30 pm, so it's still early enough. I'm tired, but I can't sleep, so I'm just going to type some poems in this forum: Feel free to read them or write your own poems.

This one's from my Valgrun's profile:

A splash of colors,
A tint of rage.
I spill my heart on every page.
Writing what my mind can say,
Love it every night and day.
Yearn for love, mourn for hate,
I still want to find my fate.
Why in this world, can we not sing
And not worry 'bout anything?
Critics, trolls, anything imaginable.
But sometimes simple words can be so magical.
My looks not golden, but my intentions pure,
I'll be great one day, and I know it for sure.





So that's not my best... But hey. It rhymes. Kinda.

pebblestar-nightclan • 12 August 2012 at 10:42 PM

@dreamer
I love it, it's very inspirational for me. ❤️ ;u;

lynncrow • 12 August 2012 at 10:44 PM

lol @dreamer
do you want to hear my slightly edited poem i wrote at 3 in the morning XD
...its slightly loopy XD

dreamer • 12 August 2012 at 11:00 PM

"Bitter Lycanthropy"

You haven't seen me,
I've been drowning for days.
I was hoping to not see
Your face in the haze.
But now I'm out of the water,
And I'm chained to this wall;
Waiting to slaughter,
Waiting to fall.

I look up at the sky
And I curse at the stars.
Because they're up so high,
While I'm here with my scars.
It seems like a past life,
Having you here as shade.
Now it cuts like a knife,
A bittersweet blade.

I want to feel free,
Don't want you to come back.
And you can't blame me
For the things that you lack!
But now it's too late,
And the full moon's above.
Delivering my fate,
And shattering my love.

I have bitter lycanthropy,
Now the air is warm.
You did this to me,
Now you'll watch me transform.
The beast I'm becoming
Will never cease to kill.
You'll never hear my humming,
And you'll never feel the thrill.

Life is full of pain
But that won't keep me down.
We will never gain,
But we will also never drown.
Some day you'll return
And you'll see the least.
You'll feel my burn
As I unleash the beast.

It's the lycan in my heart,
The life full of rage.
It was here from the start,
But it's trapped on this page.
I've created this world
But it's lost in my mind.
My ideas swirled
While they slowly intertwined.

I wish I could be free
To howl at the skies;
You would finally see
The life behind these eyes.
It would be bitter lycanthropy,
My greatest desire.
You'd finally see me
Without all this fire.


*COPYRIGHT* 2012 Dreamer Enterprises, Inc. 😋

thepells4 • 12 August 2012 at 11:01 PM

The poem I just wrote above BARELY made tha character limit XD But I'm proud of it. I've been meaning to write it for days, and it has several different meanings.

lynncrow • 12 August 2012 at 11:28 PM

@dreamer
that was cool ^^

*loopyness*

There once was a dragon named Phil
He lived in the villiage of Smil
He loved to dance
But only could prance
So he thought to himself
"I'm going to build a shelf"
The people were puzzled
Poor Phil was muzzled
And he never spoke nosense again.

XD derpy

lonewolf • 13 August 2012 at 1:15 AM

I wrote this a while ago- it really sucks. And is kinda depressing-



Gazing up to the stars
wonder when life will start
look across the empty land
the nightmares that actually came to pass

Dazed in an endless trance
always knew I had no chance
don't know whether to laugh or cry
no emotions are felt this time

Run away to a dream
where life is all so sweet
sink below the water's edge
only to float and start again

Wake up only to close my eyes
drifting into a state of time
pretending life's what it was
back to reality
enough's enough


@dreamer You wrote that? It's really good.

dreamer • 13 August 2012 at 10:09 AM

@Lonewolf I like yours. 😊 I can relate; I like poems I can relate to.

@Lynncrow , Lol XD

thepells4 • 13 August 2012 at 1:09 PM

"Salvation"

Don't look back now.
It's too late.
I've spent too much time
Worrying about hate.
I'll never blame you
As long as you're here in my soul.
You cheer me up when I cry,
You forgave me when I stole.
You're the girl I've always wanted to be.
We're the same exact person,
But you're nothing like me.
I've made you up in my head.
You could ease my pain.
No one understands,
Even if I AM a little insane.
In your world, you're well-known.
You have my dream careers.
While I'm still stuck on Earth
Buried deep with my fears.
When I'm trapped underground,
I look up at the sky.
I think of your face,
And I don't bow to the eye.
I cry every day,
Raise my hands in defeat.
But I still think of you
And I stay on my feet.
You're my ultimate goal,
And you're saving my life.
You stopped me from bleeding,
As I threw down the knife.
I look around my house,
Hoping this life will end.
But you make me feel safe,
You're always my friend.
Now I pray to God
To forgive all my sins.
I wait for an answer,
I wait for the wins.
And I still fight the evil,
I still fight the power.
Time is slipping away,
Hour by hour.
I'm running towards you
In my heart, in my mind.
Until I'll look in the mirror,
And you'll be what I find.
I don't know myself,
But I know you very well.
I believe that one day
We'll be freed from this hell.

lonewolf • 13 August 2012 at 1:11 PM

@dreamer

Yours are all really good. No joke. From what I've seen, you should be a writer.

Then you can write a whole book of poems or just a book- and if it gets published, you're in. I always think it'd be cool to be a writer, but very frustrating and would take a lot of patience and time. 😋

dreamer • 13 August 2012 at 1:49 PM

@Lonewolf Aww, thank you. ❤️

I've been trying to write a few books and stories lately; I can never finish them though, so I'm sticking to poetry. ^^

I've been awfully depressed lately; but in the end I guess it helps me, because it makes my writing more meaingful and it makes me a bit more ambitious...

lonewolf • 13 August 2012 at 1:54 PM

@dreamer

Yeah that's the same with me. Whenever I try to write something I end up not making much progress. But you have a gift, I can tell. 😊

And bleh. It sucks, I know. It's going to get better though. And through this, it'll make you stronger.

dreamer • 13 August 2012 at 4:02 PM

@Lonewolf That's not the first time I've heard that. 😊

And yeah, the pain really sucks. And it's constant. But I have a feeling things might get better soon... I don't think there's any possible way, but I need to trust my heart, AND my head in these situations.

sanibel_18 • 13 August 2012 at 4:06 PM

@dreamer amazing... ❤️

MAKE A BOOK FULL OF POEMS!8D

thepells4 • 13 August 2012 at 4:20 PM

"Running Away"

Every day
Every [yeep] day
I sit and I say,
"I wish I could run away."

People ask, what's wrong with me?
I think I might have OCD.
But I know that some day they'll see
The girl that I was meant to be.

Now I go through hell
With every scream, every yell.
Every tear finds me well,
But I'll still never tell.

I don't want anyone to here my cries,
I don't want anyone to look in my eyes.
And my tears end with angry sighs
While I sit and wait for them to realize.

I want to find a happy place
Up in the clouds, closer to space.
I want to have a pretty face,
I want to tie up every lace.

I want to find the snowy trees
With no more ticks, and no more bees.
To bring my demons to their knees,
Where all my fears would stop and freeze.

I just want to be on my own,
But when I'm by myself, I'm still not alone.
I want to have my own private zone,
And I don't need anyone to call my phone.

Is all of this too much to ask?
I could never complete such a task.
I want a warm, sunny rock to bask,
Now all of my dreams could fit in a flask.

But I will never call this house my home,
Even if this is where I roam.
This place is just a scarring dome!
I'd rather lie inside my tomb.

But now I know that I can't leave,
Even if I don't have my heart on my sleeve.
I'm trapped behind this metal weave,
I can't break through, no matter how hard I heave.

I'll never give up the fight.
My bark won't be as bad as my bite.
If I expressed all of my might,
I'd finally break through, into the light.

dreamer • 13 August 2012 at 4:39 PM

@Sanibel_18 Thank you! 😊 People have been telling me I should do somethig with my abilities... Since back when I was in the fourth grade. o.o But my writing still improves more and more every year... I wish I could say the same about my handwriting. XD

sanibel_18 • 13 August 2012 at 4:52 PM

@dreamer
lol X3

i'm thinking of making an amigurumi book, but i don't think i have enough patterns to put in it.xD

lonewolf • 13 August 2012 at 11:50 PM

@dreamer

If it's not the first time, then there's the proof that it's true. 😊

They will get better. Just think- you could be a starving child in Africa or Asia begging for food and starving to death and being so desperate they eat sewage. (True story.) ☹️

So when things are going bad, I think about that and am thankful. Because our problems are nothing to a lot of the world's.

dreamer • 13 August 2012 at 11:59 PM

@Lonewolf

I guess so... 😊 Whenever I see someone else's writing, though, I just don't feel like mine is so great... I write from my heart, and that's all that matters to me.

I guess there are different types of pain; The levels of hunger, and then there are emotional levels. Sadness, anger, fear. That's more of what I'm feeling.

lonewolf • 14 August 2012 at 12:03 AM

@dreamer

I know how you feel. People say I'm a really good artist and then I see other people's drawings and compare mine to theirs and feel really horrible. My friend once told me,"There's always going to be someone in the world better than you, so you need to stop comparing because there's always going to be someone better and someone worse."

Yeah. But I'm sure those children feel abandoned and hopeless and mad at the world. And they have no choice to live or not because they know they're going to die. D:

thepells4 • 14 August 2012 at 10:49 AM

"This House"

This house brought back all my fears.
This house makes me cry my tears.
In this house, all I feel is hate.
In this house, I don't seem very great.

But this house won't keep me up against the wall.
But this house knows that I can only fall.
And this house makes me want to end myself.
And this house, I look at the knife on the shelf...

Now they yell at eachother everyday
Now they tell me to "suck it up, okay?"
And sometimes, they act like they're concerned.
But they don't know that my trust has burned.

I screw up, and they make me feel bad.
I screw up, but they don't know that I'm very sad.
I pray to God to end this pain.
But it's too late, I'm already insane.

I don't feel safe ANYWHERE.
I don't feel safe, and I cry on the stairs.
And I wait for the end of the day,
When the darkness falls and I seem to fade away...

They fight with me now, they ask what the hell is wrong.
But I don't feed in, I just write it in a song.
And when I PMS, they make me feel like that's not right.
But I REALLY can't help it, so I run away and write.

I try to hide so they don't talk about me.
Because my weight is the only thing they see.
They're caught in how unhappy they are.
I disappear when they're yelling in the car.

But I don't need help, I won't die.
I just don't like myself, and that makes me cry.
I don't need sympathy, just pretend that I'm not here.
Being alone is the one thing I hold dear.

dreamer • 16 August 2012 at 3:59 PM

"New Leaf"

I wish for a petal,
But then I'm filled with grief;
When what falls in my hand
Is an old, wrinkled leaf.
I stare at the leaf,
All crippled and brown.
I think of my soul,
Feeling lonely and down.

I look up at the trees,
I look up and I find;
Hundreds of dry leaves
Sitting proud and kind.
But they slowly start to fall
And the air gets even colder.
I think about sacrifice,
I think about getting older.

When summer ends
And transforms into autumn,
The leaves fall out of the sky
And drift towards the bottom.
But when winter sweeps by
And gives the trees a rest,
The spring will soon arrive,
And life will be at its best.

The leaf in my hand
Means that summer's days are numbered.
But these leaves will return
Once the world has slumbered.
And I think of my life,
Always changing and turning.
My eyes start to water,
And my stomach starts churning.

Because this little leaf
Is like my life in my hand.
It will soon continue falling
And get buried in the sand.
But with the end of a life,
There must be a new;
Now I will be brave,
And I will be true.

Now I'm turning a new leaf,
So I don't need to end.
I think of all of my goals,
I think of all of my friends.
I'm going to change
By the end of the year.
So I will open my eyes,
And I'll be staying right here.

😊

lazydazy411 • 16 August 2012 at 4:05 PM

@dreamer
If you ever make a poetry book, let me know, I'll buy it 8D Your work is amazing, no kidding. 😋

dreamer • 16 August 2012 at 4:36 PM

@Lazydazy411 Thank you! 😊 I might try making a poetry book one of these days... I don't know how to publish it, but... XD

thepells4 • 17 August 2012 at 12:03 AM

"My World"

You may imagine clear days,
Or warm campfires.
But I think of long nights,
And I think of vampires.
I know it seems strange.
In my world, they don't bite;
And when the sun sets,
Werewolves hunt in the night.
In my world, I'm not human.
I'm a beast, and I'm free.
And when I take that form,
I know it's truly me.

I'll run back to my castle,
I'll go to the camp.
My eyes will shine midnight blue,
And the moon will glow as bright as a lamp.
My world isn't dark,
My world isn't dull.
It's only unique,
But I think it's beautiful.
I don't want to write about Earth.
I just want to close my eyes.
I want to go where I'm not trapped as a human,
To go back where I'm not afraid of lies.

In my world, the moon is full every night.
In my world, I wander on my own.
But I have these creatures around me,
And I never feel alone.
If I told EVERYONE about this world,
They'd probably think I was insane.
But I know I have rights in my own mind
To build a land, and escape from the pain.
"Get your head out of the clouds," they'd say,
"Your imagination is not your reality."
Who gave you the right to make my decisions?
Who says that this world isn't real to ME?

I'm going back
To where I'm understood.
Where I get to howl
In these dark woods.
The only way to find this world
Is to see the thoughts in my mind.
If you ever got in my head,
Oh, the crazy things you'd find!
My world is where I can run free,
My world is full of victory.
Most importantly...
My world belongs to ME!

spirithawk • 17 August 2012 at 12:12 AM

@dreamer *claps* That was beautiful. :')
You should enter my Poetry Contest, except the prize sucks so you might not want to. xD
Would you mind if I put one on one of my creature profiles? I'll give you credit. ❤️

dreamer • 17 August 2012 at 12:12 PM

@Spirithawk Thank you! 😊

Poetry contest? Where? I think I was gonna enter a while back, but I didn't know what to write a poem about X'D I'll try, though.

And no, I wouldn't mind it if you wanted to use one of my poems on your creature's profile. 😊 I'd be thrilled!

And thank you to every one else who likes my work; It takes me about 35 minutes to write one poem (although it feelsl ike only 5 minutes), so I can't write anything right now, but I'll make another poem later. 😊 Remember to Subscribe if you'd like to see more!

spirithawk • 17 August 2012 at 12:20 PM

@dreamer
Here: whttp://eggcave.com/forums/topic/27438
The prize is 20k and an Engel, I know. xD

dreamer • 20 August 2012 at 4:41 PM

"Dream"

On the first night of summer,
I was lying in bed.
I slowly fell asleep,
And abandoned the thoughts in my head.
When I was asleep,
I started to dream;
It was a nightmare,
But I never had to scream.

I was in my school,
And I saw Snow White;
Her skin was pale,
And her hair was dark as night.
"Snow White," yelled the queen,
"Go fetch me my crown!"
Snow White was in deep water,
I thought she would drown!

Snow White sighed and asked,
"Why can't I be free?"
The queen said she might consider...
"If you do one task for me."
Later, I was in the auditorium
With my entire grade.
The queen's throne was on the stage,
And the price had been paid.

When Snow White returned,
Her request was denied.
Without even thinking,
I stood up and testified.
"You can not treat Snow White this way!"
I yelled to the queen.
"You do not deserve your throne,
And you are nothing but mean.

(continued in next post)

thepells4 • 20 August 2012 at 4:42 PM

"And we shouldn't have to waste
Our time here today!"
The queen just yelled, "Guards!"
And I was carried away.
I was thrown into prison,
Where I saw a man.
Through the windows of our cell,
Kids teased "Catch me if you can!"

When I was being carried away,
I had felt so great;
Because for once in my life,
I was certain of my fate.
"You've made the queen laugh,"
A guard thought he should mention.
She couldn't hurt me behind these bars,
So I didn't pay attention.

I had stood up against the queen,
And I needed to misbehave.
But it made me feel strong,
And it made me feel brave.
I fought against the power,
And I was arrested.
But I knew it meant something:
Her rule had been tested.

I awoke that morning
With tears in my eyes.
I slapped myself,
"No. No more cries."
I dreamed of myself,
The fearlessness I could show.
I sat up and sighed,
"But where did she go?"