FAVOURITE POEMMSSSS???

[Life 0]

Night man, does this mean i win? xD

 

*Closing Time*

 

In my eyes, indisposed

In disguises no one knows

Hides the face, lies the snake

The sun in my disgrace

Boiling heat, summer stench

'Neath the black the sky looks dead

Call my name through the cream

And I'll hear you scream again

 

Black hole sun

Won't you come

And wash away the rain

Black hole sun

Why won't you come?

 

Stuttering, cold and damp

Steal the warm wind tired friend

Times are gone for honest men

And sometimes far too long for snakes

In my shoes, a walking sleep

And my youth I pray to keep

Heaven sent hell away

No one is like you anymore 

 

Someday you'll cry for me, like I cried for you,

Someday you'll miss me, like I missed you,

Someday you'll need me, like I needed you,…

 

[Life 0]

There’s a place so dark you can’t see the end 
Skies cock back and shock that which can’t defend 
The rain then sends dripping / an acidic question 
Forcefully, the power of suggestion 
Then with the eyes shut / looking thought the rust and rot 
And dust / a small spot of light floods the floor 
And pours over the rusted world of pretend 
The eyes ease open and its dark again 

Moving all around / screaming of the ups and downs 

Pollution manifested in perpetual sound 
The wheels go round and the sunset creeps behind 
Street lamps, chain-link and concrete 
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats 
On down the street till the wind is gone 
The memory now is like the picture was then 
When the paper’s crumpled up it can’t be perfect again 
 

[Life 0]

I want you to know
one thing. 

You know how this is: 
if I look 
at the crystal moon, at the red branch 
of the slow autumn at my window, 
if I touch 
near the fire 
the impalpable ash 
or the wrinkled body of the log, 
everything carries me to you, 
as if everything that exists, 
aromas, light, metals, 
were little boats 
that sail 
toward those isles of yours that wait for me. 

Well, now, 
if little by little you stop loving me 
I shall stop loving you little by little. 

If suddenly 
you forget me 
do not look for me, 
for I shall already have forgotten you. 

If you think it long and mad, 
the wind of banners 
that passes through my life, 
and you decide 
to leave me at the shore 
of the heart where I have roots, 
remember 
that on that day, 
at that hour, 
I shall lift my arms 
and my roots will set off 
to seek another land. 

But 
if each day, 
each hour, 
you feel that you are destined for me 
with implacable sweetness, 
if each day a flower 
climbs up to your lips to seek me, 
ah my love, ah my own, 
in me all that fire is repeated, 
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, 
my love feeds on your love, beloved, 
and as long as you live it will be in your arms 
without leaving mine. 

[Lessa 1]

I don't share the poetry that I write.

But these are my two favorite poems by Dickinson.

If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in vain;

If I can ease one life the aching,

Or cool one pain,

Or help one fainting robin

Unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain.

and

One need not be a chamber to be haunted,

One need not be a house;

The brain has corridors surpassing

Material place.

Far safer, of a midnight meeting

External ghost,

Than an interior confronting

That whiter host.

Far safer through an Abbey gallop,

The stones achase,

Than, moonless, one’s own self encounter

In lonesome place.

Ourself, behind ourself concealed,

Should startle most;

Assassin, hid in our apartment,

Be horror’s least.

The prudent carries a revolver,

He bolts the door,

O’erlooking a superior spectre

More near.

[Azide 0]

Breaking Bad only made me love this poem even more, but even without that connection, it'd still be my favorite:

Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land

Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,

Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown

And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.

And on the pedestal these words appear:

`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:

Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,

The lone and level sands stretch far away".

[Kiru 0]

Idk what it's called but I made this in like five seconds lol..it's raining outside.

 

As the sky weeps from above

Stands in front of me, the one I love

Each passing cloud in the sky

Is another day I internally die

My eyes shift upwards to stare in the face

But something settles in, I can be replaced.