Entries tagged poem
Sorry for the delay!
Jul 21st, 2009 by Lizzy | read more
Hello whoever is reading and sorry for the delay! Been busy, but now I’m back and ready to help make you feel better as much as I can. I figured today I would put down an inspirational poem I found from a book I was reading and I hope it’ll help you get through the [...]
Topics: Edna Massimilla, Pathways of Life, poem
Frostbitten
May 12th, 2009 by Anthony Moore | read more
Its cold…
Snow cascades outside -
Its somewhere, but not here.
Comin down in buckets. I cant touch it,
But I feel it.
Its cold…
Hatred explodes outside -
Its everywhere, even in here,
Taking me under, so consuming. I cant feel it,
But I can see it.
Its cold…
Feelings forming outside -
Love everywhere, except for here,
I’m so jealous…for I can see it,
But I cant [...]
Topics: poem
Pallettes
May 1st, 2009 by Anthony Moore | read more
What can I say?
Words so unimportant that
I need to scramble the message,
SO let mii DecOrATE it in some
r1Ð1(µ£0µ$ (r42¥ m4nn3r…
[[wrap]] it in r4nÐ0m $ymb0ls
to disguise my guise,
Never really caring how I sling lies,
@|..|þ 1 r€@££¥ §|-|0µ£þ|..|’7 b€ §µpr¡§€þ..
(and I really shouldn’t be suprised..)
wh3n s41d l13s
st4rt t0 c4ps1z3
m¥ dr34m sh1p,
m¥ 3nt3rpr1s3..
It’s so hard on the eyes to [...]
Topics: poem
Personal Space
Apr 26th, 2009 by Anthony Moore | read more
Lead life in the bubble
Only present lit, future and past left
in darkness bleak; here I will crawl.
Roll my life and the bubble along,
taking gracious care not to let it pop.
Never let the dark inside.
With a forgettable past, and future unknown,
Present is all I have;
All I have is the present.
Forget about yesterday, for tomorrow arrives soon.
Forget [...]
Topics: poem
Real World.
Apr 20th, 2009 by Anthony Moore | read more
The tide toils on, and on with the time.
On with the pokerface and out the door.
Pray to your faith to forget the problems,
Always nice to have a scapegoat for guilt.
Brush shoulders with the afterlife daily,
Dangerous is, the steel horse caravan.
Which will kill you first? Cigs, or stress?
Tedious tasks to make up the scratch,
Line your wallet [...]
Topics: poem
ESP
Apr 14th, 2009 by Anthony Moore | read more
The writing’s on the wall,
All upside-down encoded…
One traces shapes to find the syntax,
But all alone, something’s missing…
Every Single Person
Needs that push from another,
Gift from the muse that gives inspiration
To look past whats bolded, and
Read betwixt lines, some sort of
Extra Sensory Perception
Twists the mind so that all becomes clear,
The fact that alone, the message can’t be [...]
Topics: poem
Warrior
Apr 11th, 2009 by Anthony Moore | read more
I’ll take these ashes and draw lines under my eyes.
Surprised?
They’re from the bridges burned from black flame.
I’m pretty when I’m compressed and from nothing less,
I’m used to being under strain.
I’m used to being contained.
I’m used to how everything just stays the same,
Even when rearranged.
Debilitating mindset is mine, and of mine,
It was all for me.
This world, [...]
Topics: poem