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[FallingStar]

Writer's Block

words caught in a web
trying to be free
unable to escape the grasp
of the cobwebs
allowing them to gather
until there is no other option
except to sweep them away
beat them outside
throwing them to the wind
watching them fly
from my own mind
into the minds of others

[Eye Candy]

Your poems are very good,and well written,I like them very very much!Post more soon!

Darkvamp6791

[Enter_my_Sorrow]

You soul is so beautiful. Your heart is ike one, so very few have. You can take your pain andother emotions and transform them into beautiful writings. I think I have that skill but I'm not sure....anyway, your thoughts are so beautiful and it might not sink into the hearts minds and souls of others, but keep up the good work and Blessed Be Thy Blood




~Enter_My_Sorrow~

[SaveMySanity]

*smiles* yep he summed it up....pretty damn well.....i loved writers block..it was good

[FallingStar]

Thanks again to everyone for the compliments. It's been nice to empty myself. I'll try to keep posting new stuf.... we'll see how it goes.
~M*

[Silverwuulf]

just thought I'd comment on the one about the hands- wonderfully descriptive... something I have problems with. Your poems are truely beautiful, almost as much as thier author.

[FallingStar]

Seasons

winter winds blowing
almost to their end
the clouds of mist begin to raise
to leave us till another season
the drowning of the world
slowly begins to stop
as the sun returns
drying up the tears
the loneliness
the cold
warmth begins to penetrate my skin
slowly moving its way to
my hands
my head
my heart
the warm showers cleanse our past
renew our souls for the future
strength returns to our bodies
our minds merely have to catch up
allow us to stand up
and greet the coming summer with open arms
it will not be an easy time
beware of the scorching sun
yet
if you open yourself up to the cycle
of life
of seasons
of change
You might just find what you are looking for
you might survive to another winter
that perhaps will not be
quite as harsh as the last
perhaps the soul
will grow
will flourish
will learn
that life is one thing we all must endure
and if lucky
all will enjoy

Edited by FallingStar, 28 February 2005 - 02:24 PM.

[SaveMySanity]

*smiles* hehehe very nice

[FallingStar]

Alone with Me

Alone in a room full of people
happy when just with my mind
is that to say
there is something wrong with me
or simply with the rest of the world

I swallow myself in seclusion
yet don't want to be alone
how do I compromise
when I'm not really me when I'm with them
and frightened of me when alone

Isn't there a way
for someone to understand me
not to be frightened of my thoughts
but embrace them
some way
that even when not alone
I can still be me

[FallingStar]

Why does everyone try to hold on to things so fiercely? Always so afraid that if they let go... they won't come back. So we cling to what we have as if it were the only thing of value in our lives... when sometimes the thing we grasp isn't really worth anything. Then again, sometimes it is worth more than we know. We forget to evaluate our lives on occasion... readjust and figure out what still has meaning. Who can you still trust? What actually makes you happy? Have you changed over the years so subtly that you never really noticed it... until you step back and look at yourself from a new perspective. Look at the whole floor-length mirror, not just the fragment that you were cupping gently in your hand.
We don't like to step back and look at who we have become. Often it frightens us because it is not what we expected to be... whether this is a good or a bad thing. We like to look at ourselves as that child in the photograph. The one who laughed, and was care-free. The one who came up with crazy imaginary games, and thought the world was a good place filled with nice people. We knew definites and the world was much easier to distinguish in black and whites. They hadn't blended yet into so many shades of grey.
But when looking back... and realy thinking... were we ever really so naive? so happy? Or is it us just pushing the bad memories behind and becoming nostalgic already? The truth is often hard to hear... and often changed into what we want to believe. We want so hard for the world to be the way we think it should be. But like many things... people... desires... dreams... sometimes if you push too hard they will only slip away faster. It's like holding a pile of sand in your hand. If you hold your hand open and just let it be it can sit there for a very long time. But if you try to grab it in your fist... the faster and tighter you grasp... the more the sand will slip right through your fingers... and leave you with just a few grains of sand. Of course if you do nothing... the sand might just blow away with the winds of change. So we have to decide.... which risks are we willing to take? And hopefully the answers will come to us.

[FallingStar]

Wish

Amazing how large the world can seem one moment
and how small the next
the space between the clouds and the earth
patterned by the dappling light
showing us the way to heaven
if only we were to be invited in
we sit on the cold ground
gazing up at the stars
waiting for enlightenment
and wishing
while they fall across the night sky
eyes closed tightly
arms a comfort to oneself
will that wish ever be made reality
or will the world forever be
my simple purgatory

[the_vanished]

you are very discriptive with your words ....i love your poems .... esp the last one it was perfect .....

[LadyReaper]

lovely

[FallingStar]

Fear

afraid to write down in words
the knowledge that lies inside
for once spoken
once written down
it will foerever be lying
open in the light
for all to see
anyone to correct
or prove that it is all wrong
or perhaps all right
speaking to the world makes things brittle
allows for them to be broken into pieces
shattered to oblivion
all hope killed
easy for the words to be blown away
I never even question
that perhaps it will make it stronger
reinforced by the trials put through
the fear and uncertaintity
are worse than the final blow
perhaps it is time
to simply lay it all out
to speak for itself


not yet
the fear still stops me
keeps my mouth closed tight

[the_vanished]

that was good i like how you write ..it pleases my eyes ....

[FallingStar]

Hmm... so I guess I got over the fear... and decided to open my mouth anyway.

[potsie]

Your writeings are so breathtakeing and full of emotion. I can only hope that you continue to write here. I really like the battle and regret. I relate fully. THANK YOU!
Angie

[SaveMySanity]

very nice...I liked that last one a lot

[FallingStar]

Enjoying the Storm

Soaring through stormy clouds
smiling at the lightening
as it passes by me
hitting the ground
with a crash of thunder
drops clinging to me
expressing tears
of happiness or sadness
I think both
cleansing the way
opening the soul to the night
to the fierceness of the world
quieted by the clouds embrace
caressing my cheek
wind whispering sweet tuths in my ear
while I close my eyes
and raise my head to the heavens
bathed in the moons soft glow

[FallingStar]

Devilish Smile

devil's smile on an angel's face
funny how we all someday
fall from grace
but to be safe and warm forever
really is no fun
the decent into darkness
is one that has only just begun
looking over my shoulder
urging you on
reaching out a hand
telling you to come
let us light up the darkness together
don't let your soul continue to be numb