5 minute poetry

[Funka Genocide]

All I want is happiness
To be absolved and laid to rest
In fragrant fields or on the sea
And wildly chasing destiny

Can it be that it is you?
The one I’ve searched for, I cannot do
Without your eyes believing me
And comforting what my eyes see

I wish it were that I could live
By standards that another’s’ hand may give
So wandering, I travel on
Heedless of the ebbing dawn

[Cloud Strife]

An untitled poem.

A single song, he falls in love.
Her voice and music inspires him.
He gathers his courage, proposes, waits.
She smiles - tears of joy - she accepts.

Their time is spent in each other's arms,
But soon, he must go back to his home.
Hearing this, she gathers her things,
She goes with him, career left behind.

The years pass by, their love is constant,
Her career, her dream, has gathered dust.
She never complains, content with her life.
But he sees her longing, takes up her cause.

His call goes out, "She must be heard!"
The people answer, and offer their help.
The stage, the timing, all come together.
Soon she'll be famous once more.

The night finally comes, nerves on edge.
She takes her guitar, and enters the light.
Looks out at the audience, watching, waiting,
She smiles, nervous, begins to sing.

Her voice flows, her fingers a blur,
She captures the audience up tp the end.
She finishes, silence, then grand applause.
She smiles, happy; he's made her famous once more.

[Demon with a Glass Hand]

Twisted Fucking Bitch

It's all a game.
The bleeding
The hiding
The shouting
The crying

In your perfect world
the Heavens bleed
You're not alone
You're Queen Fucking Whore
On your Twisted Bitch Throne.

Pain and Suffering?
You've never seen it.
Cry for a worthy reason?
You've never done it.

Dance how the boys ask you to,
Flaunt what you got.
It's a good thing your shell is pretty!
It hides all the rot.

Turn around,
I get tired of your back.
Face the world for what it is.
So when you Bleed
and you Cry
and you Shout
And you Hide
Maybe it will mean something.

Dear, precious China Doll
You're broken.
And a Twisted Fucking Bitch.

- Sometimes people just want attention. In the age of information, it's easier to get than ever. -

[WanderingActor]

Dedicated to Kurt St. John

I know you want the best for me
I know you wish the world for me
I know you would give your life for me
But did you ask I wanted anything?

You spent your life working for what you have
You sacrificed so much and recieved that much more
You live a life of excess now
But are you really happy?

We have known each other for quite some time
We are so similiar it is scary some times
We both love each other for the same reasons
But will you miss me when I'm gone?

They all laughed when you told them your plans
They laughed at me when I spoke of my dreams
They known nothing of the pain we endured
But will this all last for eternity?

He was your brother
He was my father
He said he loved me
But why do I not believe that?

She will never come for me again
She already came for you
She will never be forgotten by either
But why did we both lose her?

It is a life of sorrow we lead
It is a time of unending pain
It will end soon of this I am certain
But would we have it any other way?

I think not.

[BlackMageGirl!]

Chance meetings, chance seeings
My finger hovers above the enter key.
It is to many that I have done this
It is too many to remember them all

Nervous, anticipating
I type my thoughts down
And waited anxiously for the answer
Shall we talk again?

For some it was joy
For some it was pain
But for all that I have met
Never have I regretted a one

All that I've heard, so many things
Grown up, a little at least
There have been trials
But I come out a better person

And there are some that I hold dear
Closest to my heart
They I give out all my warmth
And all that I can offer.

Learning from my mistakes
I will not let the past repeat
And to all that seek to hurt me
Know this: I have gone through worse

[Osterbaum]

That small place

There is this place
It makes me happy, that's the case
There everyone says hello
The place is coloured with the color of warmth, yellow

The place is in my mind
And I will never leave it behind
For this place of happiness will not make you sad
A joyfull place, where you will never feel mad

It is in your heart
Of you it is a small part
And perhaps someday
A greater role in everyones life this small part will play
That's where it can be found

[Cloud Strife]

Another co-poem. BMG! did the odd lines, I did the even ones.

Very strange person that I be....
With poetry that can mystify me.
I start with a line, the rest comes out.
It's quite amazing, quite true, no doubt.
And each word, each phrase, all a part of me.
They come from within; they yearned to be free.
I am surprised, how can I feel so much?
You've shown them now, with your personal touch.
And for one who has locked their feelings away...
They've come bursting out, and now they hold sway.
And these in these humble words, there they lay,
Not bottled up, nor are they kept at bay.
It frightens me, yet I continue to write.
My feelings, it seems, never gving respite.

[Slacker]

Storms and Sunsets

After a long day the sun is in the west
And the birds that break the silence
Are heading for their nests
The twilight of the sky is a hazy shade of purple
Soon the night will come
And consume all the people

The clouds are moving in
As the sun is growing dim
The raindrops start to fall
As the thunder wakes us all
The wind is blowing cold
As we all grow old
I sense a mighty tempest
Brooding in my mind
Signifies a lapse of reason
Within all of mankind

[Cloud Strife]

"Eyes of Hatred"

He may tell her his sweet lies,
But there's hatred in his eyes.
He was beaten, though in jest,
Now for him there is no rest.

A wonder of this modern world,
His little 'plan' he now unfurled.
First some fraud, then some gats,
This is how he'd pay them back.

The anger's building, rising still,
His hatred now controls his will.
He had a chance to turn his back,
But now he won't; his grip is slack.

To their house, is where he goes,
Meant to scare them, scrape some toes,
Things got heated, and off he went,
Left them bloody; his impudence!

Now he flees into the night,
Running now in total fright.
It came to pass, now he is cold.
He never should have been so bold.

[BlackMageGirl!]

Meh, not one of my best. I decided to work with it anyways. Enjoy.

Wandered she has, many years
Journey not covered by the tears
One with no emotions cannot cry
The heart and soul, they now die

Hiding it all, broken inside
She wanders on, trying to hide
She would not show herself
Her worth put back on the shelf

I cannot hurt, I cannot bleed
And there silence plants it seed
My words gone, my eyes empty
In silence solace has found plenty

The gate is locked and barred
Concealing all that was scarred
She makes her way to the field
Was this the only way not to yield?

Secret garden, tending the flowers
One would thought she in a tower
But what they didn't theorize
A ghost finally they realize

This girl drifted, not content
She stopped living, not her intent
She walked back to that gate
Her life back she will take