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General Art Ghosi's Poetry

Ghosi

Schmetterling
Joined
Oct 4, 2010
Location
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Hi all. I would like to share my poems with you. I usually get bored sometimes, and "think through my life". I had dramatic changes, so it feels nice to analyze my thoughts. Sometimes, I get stuck by some emotions heavier, like being depressed, and that is when I start to write. It feels like another me unleashes in the poems, each corresponding the way I feel at the time. I decided to share some of these poems with you. I feel like it is the right time to write a poem right now, so I will be making it up from scratch right now. I usually like to write free verses.
I rate my poems PG.

The Scar

Remember the last day?
I was ready for a new experience.
As I walked out of those halls and laughter,
I wondered; will I see you ever after?

Now as time passed,
my hurt feeling have healed.
But they left a scar.
The ugliest I have seen.
It spits fire at my eyes,
whenever I gaze upon it.
I know it lurks in the shadows.
Ready;
for me.

The fire burns,
but there is nothing I can do.
Will you ever come back?
You are the only one who can make my scar,
flourish with the laughter of yours.
Please say you do!
 

Nicole

luke is my wife
Joined
Apr 9, 2010
Location
NJ
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" as they say, although all poems are a work of beauty in my opinion. It's very deep. But I like it. My favorite poems are the ones that rhyme XD, but this is art in itself. Even if it doesn't rhyme! :) "It spits fire at my eyes," That is my favorite line. I'd like to hear more if you post.
 

Ghosi

Schmetterling
Joined
Oct 4, 2010
Location
Z-axis
Since the attack of the big eraser, I have to repost this; don't worry I will copy and paste. It is a poem I wrote for an assignment, and the theme was to stop youth violence. Please tell me if this is good enough to hand in or not! I want to hear you guys' comments.

Everyone is merry in their lives;
until the point they are broken, shattered.
Their hearts get torn into so many pieces,
many people do not even recognize or care about it.

Let me tell you my tale;
My tale of being broken.
It was the hardest thing I have ever lived through,
that made the new fear appear in my head.
The fear of school.

As I was approaching the safeful bus,
I was happy,
never sad or lonely.
Then as I was sitting, with the package in my hand,
someone approached me.
She had a smirk on her face,
a smirk so cold and deadly,
that I had to fight for myself.

On that fateful day I was broken;
the tears rushed down my cheeks,
but they couldn’t help.
The fear that placed in my heart,
burned a mark of its signs.
My tears became fire,
my heart became ice,
two opposites faced each other,
as I slowly changed.






The thing that was driving me,
was none other than fear.
It captured and taunted me,
until I could hold it no more.
This fear was somehow different,
from the one I felt before.

This fear is created,
by none other than your school.
The fear of children screaming,
the fear of your knowledge.
Bullies are the ones that drive this fear;
they can be anyone,
as well as anywhere.

Why do bullies create this fear?
A question so uncanny,
it has troubled me as a youngling.
They create fear for fame,
popularity,
and diversity.
These three things,
do not have a space in my heart.

Many people think,
that this fear cannot be stopped.
Let me tell you my friend;
if you have trust and faith in others,
you may stop this fear,
without stopping your life so shortly.





The only way to stop the fear,
is to fight back.
Bring your courage and face the fear!
Feel free to make fun of the fear,
laugh in its cruel face.

Take my advice;
You have to talk to an adult.
It will help you to recover from the fear,
and repair the damage it has done.

You know that this fear of bullies,
will never dissipate.
If you are brave and strong enough,
to face fear in the eye,
then you replace the space in your heart,
that the fear has occupied for oh so long.

If the fear is still hurting you,
then you know it is time.
Time to talk to an adult,
and face this fear of bullies,
eye to eye!
 

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