What Is YOUR Point???

  • PnQ Mod Account
    20 years ago

    Ocean of Love
    by Ann Marie

    My dreams are filled by the blue sky of your love
    And dotted with the cottony white clouds
    Of peace and contentment.
    The breeze of your passion whispers through my hair.
    My lips are tenderly caressed by the sunshine of your kisses.
    The sea of forbidden romance is splashing at my feet.
    The tide of your love is rising, bidding me to dive in and get wet.
    I wade in apprehensively. Fearfully.
    I have never played in uncharted waters before.
    As I become accustomed to this new experience,
    I wade out deeper—letting the current of your heartstrings pull me in.
    I am completely surrounded by the waters of your love.
    Rather than resist, I relax and become one with the water.
    Floating gently at the surface, I let the tide carry me farther…
    Farther away from the safety of the shore

    What I felt: Well, this was written to a guy that I had an affair with (before we had the affair) I guess what I was feeling was overwhelmed…kind of like you do when you are in the ocean. I actually wrote more to this poem later… after the affair… I finished it two different ways. In one ending, I went ahead with the affair. In the other ending, I did NOT go ahead with the affair. Unfortunately… I no longer have those two poems… I may try to redo at least one of them…someday…

    The hidden meaning: I don’t really know that there is a hidden meaning. Not everyone catches on that it is about considering an affair… but line 6 says “forbidden romance”

    Any symbolism: Lots of symbolism…but I think I follow each bit of symbolism with the meaning.

    Any questions? Feel free to ask!

  • gasping for air
    20 years ago

    ok... i have three... im sry, i just couldnt narrow it down any further... my first is
    No tears from her eyes
    No tears from her eyes ever fell,
    No warm ones,
    No cold ones.
    There were never any,
    None that fell in drips,
    None that fell heavily.

    She hurt,
    More than words could say,
    More than anyone could understand.
    Still,
    No tears from her eyes,
    Ever fell.

    She bottled up,
    All of the feelings,
    All of the pain.
    Her only release,
    Was the knife,
    She hid under her bed.

    No tears ever fell from her eyes,
    But there were ones,
    She let flow from her wrists.
    Red and vivid,
    Seeing them made her disapear,
    Made her slip away for a little while.

    The pain, the red tears,
    Let her focus on something else,
    Let her forget the pain in her heart.
    And because no tears fell from her eyes,
    She's flying,
    In heaven with the angels.

    there's no hidden meaning or anything in this... its a straight out depression poem... its not about me but at the same time it is.... i havent cut myself enough to bleed... so its not fact... it didnt happen... but when i wrote it i really wanted it to be true... the whole title No Tears From Her Eyes is basically saying she didnt cry, no one knew her pain, and that she let herself cry through the "tears" flowing from her wrists....

  • gasping for air
    20 years ago

    second poem;

    My Suicide
    I look down at the knife in my hand,
    It looks so sharp, sharp enough to draw the blood I need drawn.
    But I can't bring myself,
    To pull it across my skin.
    I was always queasy at the sight of blood,
    Could never handle it.
    Instead I picked up my dad's gun,
    And put the knife down.
    Pointing the gun to my heart,
    My hand began to shake.
    I worried I'd leave a mess for my parents to clean,
    And I put the gun aside.
    Turning to the rope I had gotten out of the basement,
    I made a noose.
    But immediately set it down again,
    I didn't want my brothers and sisters to see me like that.
    So I turned to the bottle of pills,
    That I pulled out of my parents bathroom.
    Deciding those were the way to go,
    I took a hand full of them.
    And laid on my bed.
    As I waited for the pills to kill me slowly,
    I thought back to when I wouldn't have done this.
    Back to the person who had meant the world to me,
    To the person who had broken my heart and ripped out my soul.
    He hadn't meant to,
    He had thought he would love me for the rest of our lives.
    But things don't always work out like we want,
    So I lay there on the bed with pain rushing through me.
    My whole world was gone,
    The one I lived for left me.
    Without him I can't live,
    And as I took my last breath,
    I whispered,
    "I love you, Zach, now and forever."

    How i felt.... well this was when i was depressed... obviously... and i wrote this cuz this is seriously what'll happen if i ever lose my boyfriend... i mean, i know that i shouldnt rely on someone that much, but its the way i am... i cant change that, but i have tried... trust me i have, and it doesnt work...but yeah, like i said itll happen.... i cant stand not being with him.. so much that sometimes i cry... he's my soulmate.... my other half.... and i dont want, or need anyone else... he is it for me... and if i end up not being that for him, then i cant deal..... it may very well be the easy way out... but i dont care... my emotions always get the better of me anyways... and NOTHING could, has, or ever will make me happier than he does... its just not possible

  • gasping for air
    20 years ago

    my third and final poem

    My Passion and Love For You
    With just one look from your eyes,
    My knees go weak,
    With just one touch of your fingertips,
    I shiver with passion,
    With just one kiss from your lips,
    I melt.

    No one can do the things you do,
    I don't care what they say,
    I'm willing to give anything for you,
    There's no one on earth like you,
    And I'll never let you go.

    I can never get enough of you,
    The smell of you,
    The taste of your kiss,
    The feel of your skin on mine,
    The sound of your passion-filled voice,
    The look in your eyes when you can't get enough.

    I love you more than you will ever know,
    More than I can ever tell you,
    We're meant to be together,
    And that's the way it'll be,
    No matter what i have to do,
    I'll do whatever it takes to keep you,
    For you are the only man I will ever need and love.

    right now im not feeling all that strongly for this poem.... but i know that if i was in a good mood and not sad, then this is one i would pick....
    i love this one.... it doesnt tell you how much i love him, there arent enough words or any words period that could do that, but it gives you insight into my feelings for him.... before i met him i couldnt write happy poems worth crap.... but now i can... and it makes me happy... he means the world to me... in case you hadnt realized that... and i love what i have with him, reading this poem has helped me to get atleast some of my happiness on paper... so now i feel even stronger about it everytime i read it

  • Jacki
    20 years ago

    Well I actully have 2. The first one there really is no symbolism because I have pretty much spelled it out in hte poem how I feel. Nothing but regret and I'm sorrys. This poem "I confess" is the most heart felt poem I have wrote.

    I Confess
    by Jacki Ford

    It rains in my heart
    when I think of you.
    One day my heart
    will be that of a storm.
    Because one day
    when I'm standing
    in front of all our loved
    ones your heart will
    be cold.

    Your body will be stiff
    and your makeup
    will on.
    Even though you
    haven't worn makeup
    sense god, I can't even
    remember.

    My eyes are filling up
    with tears right now.
    Because I write this
    to confess something
    to you grandma.

    I stopped visiting you
    because I'm afraid
    to see you in the nursing
    home.
    Afraid to see you in
    the wheelchair.
    Afraid to see you
    when you don't know
    who I am.

    We were once so close
    and now I feel I have
    drifted so far from you.
    And I'm sorry for this.
    But my heart is filled
    with sadness long
    before it should I guess.

    I love you even though
    I stopped holding your
    hand.
    Even though I stopped
    singing with you.
    Even though I stopped
    cooking with you.

    I love you grandma
    even though I'm weak
    and my fears keep me
    from seeing you.

    I got married grandma
    I confess this to you.
    I wanted you there
    and it just wasn't the same
    without you.

    I confess to you
    grandma,
    That I've stolen some money.
    When I was younger
    I had a drug problem.
    I blamed it on your illness.
    And I'm sorry I wronged
    you like that.

    I can't take these back.
    and one day I'll regret
    not going to see you.
    But I want to each and
    everyday.

    I still love you
    that will never go away.
    I just can't bring myself
    to drive to visit you
    and see you in so much
    pain.
    I can't let myself
    cry in front of you
    because you would
    not want that.

    I'm weak grandma
    and this I'm sorry.
    But today I confess
    to you all my sins
    and why I haven't
    stopped by to say
    I LOVE YOU.

  • Jacki
    20 years ago

    The second one I wrote about this girl I truely did not like at all. If I was to say I hated her and truely met it, it would be over the girl who "inspired" me to write this about her. I twisted every piece about this girl. When she tried to get me into trouble I did my best to make her life hell. And everything in this poem I felt about her.

    Darkness in Disquise
    by Jacki Ford

    You think that I am innocent
    any my purity comes from the heart.
    However i have so many secrets
    therefor tell so many lies.
    I am darkness in disguise.
    I will charm you with my smile,
    Hypnotize you with my charm.
    Send you to insanity,
    until your world turns upside down.
    I'll watch you like a hawk
    as you are my prey.
    I'm going to get to know you in every possible way.
    Your secrets will become my thoughts
    your weakness will become your fears.
    I will destroy you
    and use you
    break you down
    until you have no self-esteem.
    You'll have no where to run.
    You'll have no where to hide.
    Because everywhere you'll turn
    I'll be in your mind.
    And when you think you've found
    a way to stop me in my tracks.
    My game will only worsen
    and you'll become my past.
    So if i were you
    I'd pack up my bags and leave.
    Turn and run
    Never make conversation with me
    Because in the end
    I"ll be in your dreams.
    Haunting and taunting you to the extreme.
    I will tear you apart
    and push you aside.
    And when you think its over
    I'll eat you alive.
    I'll sit back and laugh
    watching you whither away.
    And as your world is collapsing
    and you've come to your end.
    A new victim has just arrived
    and i am darkness in disguise.

  • Danielle
    20 years ago

    This one's called "you're in the front row"

    Vast oceans crash in your eyes
    Am I dreaming again this time?
    The wind carries your essence
    As paper airplanes learn to fly.

    Constant visions hidden within us
    Are hung on walls much like trust
    They come on occasion to deliver
    Always there, lit with lust

    Friendship and love, then a pause
    They cherish what everyone does
    Open wonder is better that closed belief
    And not everything has a cause

    Iridescent clouds blow over
    Somewhat like those that have anger
    Hold back and do not love
    Unveils life's true danger

    Lions tame their own paths
    No one follows steps taken last
    Keep to your ties of lace
    Because you can't redesign the past

    So live life with meanings upside-down
    Don't linger around until it unfolds
    You're in the front row, the pressures on
    But a question still remains:
    Will you make it on your own?

    this poem is based on advice and things you can't usually describe in words. the first stanza has to do with young love and how you learn to deal with certain things that happen in relationships. the second stanza is about secrets are told but only kept by those that r truly trusted. The third one is about how people have to have an open mind to see people for who they really are. Fourth is how you should live life without strings and the fifth one is about how you should go you're own way and to be yourself. Lastly, the sixth stanza has to do with following all this advice and if you'll really do it

  • Sarah
    20 years ago

    This is a poem I wrote about an ex-boyfriend that was essentially playing w/ my mind and heart. I wanted so badly for him to just realize how much I wanted to be w/ him and I wanted him to want to be w/ me the same! The times we spent together we erotic, sensual and intense!! But all that couldn't keep us together...distance and lure of other women got the best of him...I really loved him and will forever till I die...though we've both moved on and married, he even has kids now, I can still see every moment when I close my eyes, imagine his touch and the look in his eyes when we made love...

    Love Me

    With a tender hand,
    Or a sweet kiss,
    Just love me.

    Touch my heart and soul,
    Warm my mouth,
    Please love me.

    Show me how true you are,
    Expand my life,
    Can you love me?

    Dip our dreams in reality,
    Caress our bodies,
    LOVE ME!

  • Rafael Navarro
    20 years ago

    In the darkness
    I stand alone
    Where’s my path
    Its not shown
    I scream
    I shout
    And without a doubt
    I stand alone
    I’m afraid
    it grows cold
    There’s so much left untold
    No more cheers
    Just my fears
    I look around
    where’s my friends
    Not a sound
    I scream
    I shout
    And without a doubt
    I stand alone
    How did I get here
    Is there a purpose
    Something is about to surface
    I’m no longer afraid
    I don’t care if there’s danger
    All I feel is anger
    I scream
    I shout
    And without a doubt
    I stand alone
    Now my anger turns to hate
    I hate this place
    Where are my friends
    I thought in them
    I could depend
    Where are they
    Their not here
    I scream
    I shout
    And without a doubt
    I stand alone
    Now this darkness
    Is getting to me
    So cold and empty
    It doesn’t care
    I don’t see
    What use it has of me
    Set me free
    Leave me be
    I scream
    I shout
    Wait
    What’s this I see
    Is it me?
    It was sitting before me
    It opens its mouth
    Just to reveal its horrible thoughts
    Why is it so distraught
    It said
    Your friends
    Their gone
    For how long?
    A day?
    A Night?
    Please tell me for my delight
    that’s right
    They don’t care
    Life isn’t fair
    They hurt you
    So why are you sorry
    They say you changed!
    There deranged
    Do you know who I am
    I was made that night
    I made you want to fight
    don’t keep me away set me free
    I scream
    I shout
    And without a doubt
    I stand alone
    I’m no clone
    Just you
    This place is you
    I reside here
    This is what people fear
    Make them pay
    You’re the judge
    You’re the jury
    I think its time
    To release me your fury!
    It spoke no lies
    No surprise
    It was true
    As the sky is blue
    My fear is gone
    But my anger
    They caused this
    They made me
    It grows
    So do my woes
    Wait another me
    Could this be
    It said
    Remember the good
    Its where your heart stood

    WHAT I FELT: I felt betrayed, heart broken and angry i never felt things like this..well i kept it bottled up. to make a long story short my best friend stole the girl of my dreams and trough are 14 year friendship down the drain. All i felt was a small spark in my stomach which over a few hours turned into raging inferno within my body and through all this i felt lost and confused blinded by hate

    SYMBOLISM: Im fighting a battle within myelf. my heart said to love but my soul said to hate and it was also a warning for my friend...or i should now say advisary to stay away