Poetry And Art

I'm starting this thread for those of us who like to dabble in the fine arts. Bah, I like to write from time to time. and thought I would drop a Line on you guyz. Enjoy

This poem, I wrote at 16 so keep an open mind lol. If enough interest is shown, I have written alot more, that I am willing to Post


Love Forgotten

Sun shining bright in the dimming evening sky,
I stare, standing alone amongst this field of pain,
Walking for eternity, yet I go nowhere,
Your standing in front of me, yet I cannot touch you,
The sight of your beautiful face tortures my soul,
Feeling so lonley, Feeling so cold,

This place of imperfection knows no time,
You are the one I want, yet I cannot hold,
I long to be with you, smell your sweet hair,
I'm falling quickly, into a pit of despair,

My sight is growing dark, my future looking grim,
Life slipping slowly away, I hand it all to HIM,
Your the one I want, the one I want to know,
I realize now, I may never get to hold.

Here we go, I found a second hope you enjoy

"Illusion"

Open your eyes to this sky,
beneath the deep blue perfection,
where sorrow and pain vanish,
amongst the innocence of white clouds.

A place where your soft eyes,
see nothing but beauty and grace,
to touch and feel naught but silk,
in that flawless world of emotion.

How can there exsist such a world,
for when I open my weary eyes,
I see all but unconditional love,
where hatred and pain are my only friends.

When all the world has gone,
leaving you in that field of flowers,
and when all of the Lies shine through,
You too will embrace the pain I feel.

dude, that fricken nice, i can't believe you wrote that, thats just such good writing

im not into much poetry, but i thought the first one really great! the second one was good too


i might steal them >: D

Nice poem
But im not a poem writter so i wont write much here lol

Whispers in the Wind

Your whispers are gentle echoes
that sway ardent winds of harmony
and in the symphony of life
each word is wrapped in rhapsody.

We travel separate roads of life
gather flowers along the way and
share the music of their fragrance.

We exist between two winds,
I here under a pale moon
you, the other end of somewhere.

Sometimes when wind blows through trees
I pause to listen and in its passing
I hear the tenderness of your voice
that fills the spectrum of my soul.

You are the chime of warm rain,
the moon that glows through the trees
and within the luster of evening
your aura fills the scene.

I hear the whispers of the wind
see the stars shine in the sky,
but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.

Dance with me within the wind,
then just let me love you.