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Freedom is my cage, Rules are the bar’s I break. Love is the night I look for, Depression is the day I live in. Faith is my leash, Trust is my collar. Help me break these chains, And doom me to an even more horrid fate. How does it feel to be free? How does it feel to be free? Trust me, No one can love you more than me. I’m willing to keep you, Close and tight. As long as you’re happy in my arms, I want to hold you closely to my Heart. You say you want to free me, From this place they call hell. But if you love me you’ll let me be. You’ll sacrifice your freedom to be with me, And stop roaming this world just to see me. As for me, I’ll stop breaking the rules. I’ll sit in the sunshine, And soak it in. I’ll let the beatings come, And take it over and over again. As for me, I’ll learn what life is really like, No matter what pains I have inflicted upon me. Because, No matter what. I know that you’ll be there, Waiting for me to call. And if I need you too, You’ll hold me. Tight and safe, Till all my pains go away. Because that’s love, And life. And all the wonderful things we were ever looking for, And they’ll always be there. Right under our nose, Like a flower in the spring. And some may pains us, Like thorns on a rose. But other’s will please us, Like a lavender flower. Because we are such, We are loved. We will love, We have loved. And we will contuie too love, From every fiber of our being . . . |
Commentary type:Thoughts Awesome 1. Love is the night I look for, Depression is the day I live in. --perfectly said. Now this is the way a poem should be. Nice 1. Till all my pains go away. Because that’s love, Bad/mistakes/turn offs according to me 1. How does it feel to be free? - I would prefer this once 2. Right under our noses, -- can be something else...unable to tell any right sentence but you anyway get the idea. "Noses" is kind of a glitch in the poem. (Not that the stanza is wrong) 3.And we will contuie too love, From every fiber of our being . . . --Ending is not a graceful one. Poem as such -- I could get one thing clear in the above and thats one thing i am not letting it happen again ever. "Falling in love" --Your stanzas specify for a sacrifice that a women does for a man. That freaks the ladies out. :-) Me and Me giving some words to u since the poem really made me emotional --Modern women do not do that anymore(sacrifice)... Real love when the bars are broken is only money. Love is something woman no more find in a man. Hence My Goddess does not exist. Dreams do not come true......Maya....:-(...a dream that can never come true | Posted on 2009-08-08 00:00:00 | by keestu | [ Reply to This ] | Aw, I like it, Connie. | You have a way with words. ^-^ I can tell you really enjoy writing. Which is good, since you have so much to say. And you put it down to where the person has to think twice on it, or just read it over again. I like the meaning of the poem. ^-^ Love. Such a passionate feeling. And the way you put it into words was breathtaking. You show how love is suppose to be. | Posted on 2009-08-08 00:00:00 | by Vermalin | [ Reply to This ] | love..... | Bleh. It's a good poem, I give you that DG. And the poem is very sweet. Keep up the good work | Posted on 2009-08-08 00:00:00 | by Dark Dann | [ Reply to This ] | I enjoyed reading it very much Scared =3 Love is definately something worth shouting to the hills from the bottom of your being if it's truly love. It touches the heart as I read, as I can easily empathise the feeling. | As far as negative things or things needing work...Coming from a guy who doesn't have much room to say much, I'd say nothing. It emits the feeling and thoughts you probably aspired for while writing and that's what counts. =3 | Posted on 2009-08-07 00:00:00 | by MuffinMan | [ Reply to This ] | |