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[Luna_Storm]

This first poem is about a boy who used me and lied ot me in the name of love .Love has many forms most of them good but there are times when love is abused and the damage is done.

Burn

You showed me dreams
Told me of sunny skies
Of sitting under the stars
You told me of your love
Your passion
Your need
Pulled under your spell
Broken promises
Lies on a red silken scarf
It could have been
Things might have worked
You took my heart
Every beat was for you
Each tear was for you
I cried
Cracked inside
Wishing
Wanting you home
You made me realise
Your nothing but a name
A liar
Someone to pull me down
Someone to crush my dreams
I loved you
Your used me
Destiny will destroy you
Heaven will abandon you
Infected by your words
I'm Cursed
You will burn in hell
You will pay

For eternity
By Kirsty Carbury aged 18

This next poem is simply the type of poem i fluently write.There comes a time when i simply want to write how i feel and it poems like this that express my love or pain for something in my life.

Dream

Each time we talk
Each word you say
I smile inside
Each dawning day
So sit tight my love
The days gives to night
Just dream of our Destiny
Where i can hold you tight
And never let go .

By Kirsty Ruth Carbury Ferguson
aged 18

I will post more later.

[the_vanished]

BURN is emotional and contains you pian,but also within the poem your strong ,,well written.. beautiful ... work...jx

[Luna_Storm]

Thank you my friend.
It is true that my poem contains pain.Alot of my work is anger related but its the way i put forward the ache rather than smashing things up .Im glad you liked it .Iv always admired your work.

[AWanderer]

Impressive. You express your emotions in a mature way and its better than smashing something up - creates a positive thing from a negative experience.

[Luna_Storm]

It does in deed though youll find in poems i have sworn because sometimes fuck is the only word you can use to describe exactly how you feel.I enjoy writing and each poem nomatter how big or small i write i keep for it is all a part of me.Thing is though i can write a poem and then go back it it a year later and alter it because i dont like or or it sounds odd.Poetry has a way of coming back to you ,expressing emotions when you forgot all about them long ago.

If you dont tell the reader how you feel ..then they wont feel it .Thats the joy of writing .I want my reader to feel the pain or love i feel.

[Arcangelus]

The language used matters nothing to an emotion expressed. I think you have done exactly what you set out to do and it is quite an experience.
Thanks for posting,
M.

[Luna_Storm]

it was my pleasyre my friend

thank you for reading

[Luna_Storm]

This one is close tp my heart
A poem written for my papas funeral

In Honour Of The one We love


The medals of honour
The tartan brightly woven
The smile of the ages
The storyteller of our time
The roses in the garden
The cards on the table
The smoke that hovered in the air
The mind of a master
The jazz soothing the air
The elephants shining in the sun by his bed
Dust may cover these items
The shattered pieces lie
The aged smile parts
All these things were papa
All these thing remind me of him
A great man now gone
The roses once in the garden now on the grave
The smile no longer bright
The war stories all told and finished
The flowers begin to fade
But soldier that saved us from our plight
The love that he made
The honour
The pride within his eyes
The heart so loving and bright
Like a candle glowing soft and beautiful
These things will last
The storyteller with a heart of gold
Will always stay within my heart
Each day and each night
I'll remember the angel that put up a fight
So i ask you now hold your glasses high and tall
As we say farewell,
To my papa,the BEST grandfather of them all.

By Kirsty carbury aged 16 nearly 17

[the_vanished]

AMAZING WORK...ill return

j:)

[Luna_Storm]

Thank you ...the guests liked it at the funeral

Annother poem

My Journey

I stand here
The rain heavy on my shoulders
My mind far from reality
Cold
Lost
Dreams forever escaping my grasp
I look into the distance
My heart fluttering ready to shatter
Frightened
Alone
Will my journey ever start?


I dont feel the warm summer sun
The snow of winter
Its cold whitened kiss
I dont feel the breeze
Calming the ocean
Where am i now?


Tears darken the rose of my cheeks
Lips dry like a summers day in june
My breath weakening
Fighting for every last hope
Every dream
Every single wish I've made
Will fate play my cards right?
Will my world continue to crumble?

Who knows what dangers are fortold for my story?
Who knows what joys are sewn for me?

Do you?

[empty soul]

thats awsome! thats kinda how im fealing rite now also. so how have you been? good i hope

[Luna_Storm]

Im alright thanx

Im glad you like my poem ..Hope your feeling better soon.

[Rhyvenne]

I like what you say on your poetry, experiences and questions for yourself.
Thanks for sharing. ^^

[Luna_Storm]

Your very welcome
I shall post more soon

[slitherwing]

wow. your words read like liquid they flow so well. i like.

-self-

[Luna_Storm]

Passion


His kiss soft and sweet
His touch delicate
A glance into my eyes everlasting
An embrace that lasts a life time
One kiss
One breathe
Rough and sweet in time
Tounges conecting
BItes latching on skin
A tight hold
Body pinned
Everything done is unforgetable
Time stops
Love takes over
One night
Thousands of dreams
Many wishes granted
I miss him
I always will.


Right now i miss someone terribly and that poem is about him .

[Rhyvenne]

Memories, scars and that endless longing for the one you care about...
Things never end for the person who falls in love more and more...
Bring all you feel out. Maybe it´ll make you feel better.

[Nightblade]

nice poems. you seem to be completely 'real' when you write something. the typos and (name) aged (x) make it more enjoyable

[Luna_Storm]

I try to avoid typos as much as anyone else but online i tend to type to fast and when i write from my heart i can get carried away sometimes and only when i read it over i find errors.When i read over weeks even year later i still change poems and such lol but i am glad you enjoyed them .All my poems are written by me at certain stages in my life.I always age and sign my work because its nice to see what was written when and how much iv changed.I used to write the dates aswell but i often forget that bit.

[Luna_Storm]

A new poem
Freshly written only 5 minutes ago
I do hope you like it

The nights Curse

Tumbling downward
Spirals starts to form
Lost
Alone
Chaos seeping from the cracks
Unconcious or living
Reasons unknown
Silence
Rage
The power in its eyes
Thousands
Millions
Thorns prick the skin
Creatures
Monsters
The nights curse rise
Damned
Forsaken
Bones of Iron tremble
Damnation
Fornication
Once known now forgotten
Destruction
Malfunction
Crumbling to dust
Choking
Bleeding
Nothing more than deaths kiss
Wake
A dream ?
Confusion runs thick
Eyes confront whats true
Mind denys reason
Known only by the bearer
The carrier of fear
Will the power compell to kill?


Written by Kirsty Carbury aged 18

Edited by Luna_Storm, 17 January 2008 - 08:08 PM.