Hey can you tell me what you think of these poems:
"Winter's Past"
I'm lost and trapped in Winter's past,
and this I do not know
I just tramp with my sneakers
in the forbindden snow.
It's cold, it's damp for darkness comes to rein,
and keeps me in this Winter's past
to see me fall in pain.
All goes down in the white of snow for now I was too weak,
but love was all I wanted to seek.
Finally when the moonlight glowed someone picked me up,
took me to his place afar, afar from Winter's past.
And now we have love that's stronger now,
stronger than before,
Since the time he took me in.
So now our love will everlast
and I am safe from Winter's past.
"Where the Broken Hearts Lie (verse 1)"
Alone in the dark
so far away,
never to go in the
light of day
lost and trapped is where they stay
never to find the warmth of love.
Many have died from this dreadful pain,
some still finding their purpose
so astray in their world;
never to strengthen, never to enlight
some can even suffer
from the lack of strong might.
So I stand here today
far out in the land.
Out around here
where the broken hearts lie.
"Can I Love You?"
A night of black velvet is what I see in your eyes,
and the stars that glisen
are the sparkle
in those eyes.
to see such a color of cinnamon
reminds me of wet beachy sands.
You are just so brilliant
even more than the distant lands.
To be in your presence,
is beyond the limit I could stand,
I get nervous trying to talk to you,
but I would feel grateful to hold your hand.
For me to fall in love,
is like trying to fall in the next universe,
and my friends always say
I have some loving curse.
The rain's been sprinkling the the past
the drops were like kisses on my cheek
but they've been getting hard,
they seen like punches now,
and better hopes have been difficult to seek.
To be with you for awhile,
would be one of the happiest miracles to me
you can refuse this question
but can I love you and let us be?
"Mother of Sadness"
Once there was a mother
with no hope,
hand and hand.
She tried to save her child
anyway she can.
Her only child was a
daughter
who hated the life she always
had.
One day the daughter was gone
before the sight of morn.
And her mother wanted to see her
like she was born again.
Awakening for another day, but that was,
the end,
of the daugher
who hated the life she always had.
The funeral came one day.
It was very sad to say
that the mother cried that very day,
the only one who cried, when everyone
just glowed.
No one really liked the daugher,
who hated the life she always had.
21 Dec 2006, 5:32 pm
