Well, I'm gonna post three poems, and if you don't like them, I'll stop. Mostly sad stuff, love, hate, anger. You know, the usual.



I own these, so don't even think about swiping them, or I'll hunt ya down.



So-called Best friend





Sadness falls upon me,



Like snowflakes slowly fall to he ground,



Without a tear, without a quiver, without a sound.



But I feel it, feel my heart break slowly.







My best friend deceived me and what am I supposed to do?



Should I go and talk to her or should I deceive her too?



I never expected this to happen, never,



For I though this friendship to last forever.







Now I know I was wrong,



For every feeling that feels so strong



Never lasts a long time.



How could I have been so blind?



I try to dismiss this thought from my head,



Try to make myself realise that this friendship is dead.







The words she spat at me didn’t really matter,



It’s the way she said it that I really felt.



She changed and I want to know what’s the matter.



She has turned to ice, what can I do to make her melt.







Frozen words I now get from her, a voice that used to be



So soft, so hot, all in all so friendly.



It’s as if winter came directly after summer time,



As if cold and harsh wind came after a weather so fine.







Frozen tones I get from her if she does speak to me.



Sometimes silence speaks louder than words.



And here it tells me that I must move to another world,



That she doesn’t want to see or to listen to me.







I’m tired of being the one full of concessions,



And I don’t want to ask her a bunch of questions.



Since she wants it, then I’ll leave,



But she’ll be the one full of apologies.



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Two people





Two people in Love, two minds in sorrow,



A continent apart, an ocean between them,



In the darkest nights, in their sleepless hollow,



Still think of each other, of the space between them.







They know they will reunite soon,



They know that they’ll be in each other’s boon,



But still, the shortest times can be the longest,



And the happiest times the saddest.







Two people in Love, two people apart,



Who gaze at the same time at the same star,



Who think of nothing but of each other,



Who think that maybe the other doesn’t bother.







Two people in Love, one person in all,



Who wait and watch the sun rise and fall.



And I, faithful poet, describe,



What are their feelings, what is their vibe.



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Soul mate











We've been going out for a long time,



And we've gotten along fine.



Every time we saw each other,



We couldn't keep our hands off one another.



But now, I feel that I must tell you



That after possessing her body, I want her soul too.



All we do is kiss, touch and tell,



And even if I'm destined to Heaven,



I'd rather go to Hell



If her soul in exchange was given.



I want to understand her,



To read her mind,



To represent her,



To build a love of the true kind.



Why can't we talk about it?



Why do we need a messenger to do it?



Why do we always need to be three?



Why can't it just be her and me?



I don't need some space,



I don't want things to change.



I just want our love to grow deeper.



I just want to keep her.



I don't want our love to become hate,



Because she's my soul mate.



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So, whatcha think? Tomatoes flying yet?

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

I thought your poems were good

Thanks for sharing

Washi, I think you did a good job expressing your emotions here. I'm pretty critical of writing, especially my own, but there were several lines in your poetry that struck me, which is a good thing.

"Welcome to Kristin" -Kristin School

Wow! Some people actually like what I wrote and left feedback! Am I lucky or what? Thanks SJ and Kristin.

Since I haven't seen any flying tomatoes yet, I guess I'm gonna add more poems. I hope you like'em!



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Night sadness





The sky above me is like a black cape,



It hides me from the light,



It envelops my night.



But I don't have hope. It's too late.







Even if my sorrow is here ,



And even though I'm close to tears,



The beauty of the night enchants me,



I'm here, I'm free.



That's how I wanna be.







I look up at the star-spangled sky,



Hoping that I could fly that high,



So I could leave all the pain and sorrow,



And see only a new tomorrow.







The sky, a velvet blue jewelry box



Contains only the finest stones



That glitter in nox.



The wind is blowing, chilling my bones.







I'm looking at the sea,



Believing that no one feels as bad as me.



The waves are swirling,



Like a child to sleep is rocking.







The sea is tossing, the waves are crashing on the shore.



This melancholic sight brings back all my sorrow.



I don't want it to happen anymore,



Because for now my heart is hollow.







I wish, hope and dream,



For something new, for a change of scene.



All my sorrow I want to forget,



All my pain I want to erase.



Oh God! Please let



Me go back to my carefree days.



*****



Thanks





I’m feeling so low,



Pictured me without you.



Why did you go?



Now, what can I do?







Death is life’s meanest step,



Why did it have to come now?



I understood the day we again met,



That in front of death we have to bow.







I remember the tenderness,



When I was a child still.



Now, it makes me ill



To feel all this loneliness.







Your face still haunts my head,



But I have realized that you’re dead.



Never in my mind’s eye did I see,



That Destiny would come between you and me.







I saw the pain that you were having,



But never did I imagine,



That my fears would come true,



That you would die, that you would leave too.



My life has been empty since that tragic day,



That you left in such a tragic way.







But I know that you are still here,



Near my heart,



Near my soul.







We miss you so much,



Grandpa, thanks for that magic touch.







He died on December the 26th 2000.



*****



No differences









Why do people look at me as if I were different?



Why do they see me as an alien, a stranger?



Why do I feel so different?



Why is my difference such a danger?







Does it mater if I’m Muslim, Christian or Jew?



Is that the only thing that matters or is it what I do?



I never thought that I’d see such days,



See so many wars, such cruel ways.







Is it important if I’m straight, bisexual, lesbian or gay,



If I sleep on a mattress or on a bed of hay?



Does it matter if I’m black or white?



The colour of the skin shouldn’t give me more rights.







Does it matter if my hair is blonde or brown,



If I’m a pauper or if I wear a crown?



All of this doesn’t explain my actions,



As I expect approval as people’s reaction.







Does it matter if I’m female or male?



Does it imply that I should succeed or fail?



Is it important if I’m beautiful or ugly?



Is the exterior the only thing you see?







Many other cases can be detected,



Maybe some important ones I have neglected.



This poem is to make people realise,



That there’s no difference and that they should apologize.



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Well, I still say tha you can throw tomatoes etc... on me.

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

I like your poetry

Very emotive

Thanks again for sharing

Washi

once again WOW ,you have such away with your writting,

the emotion that you show is just again WOW



These poems have helped me alot, and thank you







kwiw6969

Hey Washi! Great poems. Very touching... *hugs*



I loved No Differences. I am constantly amazed that people feel the need to treat others poorly because of perceived differences. It boggles the mind.



-Mickie

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.
-Sophocles

Washi,

Love the poems! Keep them coming.









Grace

Thanks everyone for reading! I didn't think that people would actually like these... A pleasant surprise indeed. Here are some more!







I don't wanna be a star





I'm not writing poems to impress.

I'm just doing it to caress

Your mind, your soul.

So that you would show your love more.



I'm not writing poems for somebody.

But for all human beings, aiming everybody.

Love is a word that gets thrown around too much,

I'm here to give it back its touch.



I'm not writing poems to be a star.

I'm just showing how far

Love can and must go

If you love somebody so.



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I wrote this one in the last days of my senior year.



Goodbye to all my friends





People say that breaking up is hard to do,

But leaving friends can be hard too.

All the friends all my life I’ve known

Always left and now I moan

Because if they didn’t go,

I was the one to leave.

People say: “It’s life!”, oh, that I know,

But I don’t understand why every hard blow I receive,

Why is Life so mean to me?

Is God angry with me?

All the people I’ve always loved,

All the friendship I’ve had, all of it,

All of it went up in flames,

In sorrow and in games.

The end of the year has come,

And all the schoolwork has been done.

Now there is only the last test,

In school, in life, and in all the rest.

A lot of my friends are going away.

I don’t know if they’ll come back or if they’re gone to stay.

I hate this part of the year,

And it’s the part I always fear.

For all my friends are leaving,

And my chest is now heaving.

Since my tears have started to fall,

I don’t know what I’ll do next fall.

Even if last year I didn’t cry,

This year the tears will pour forth when I’ll say my last goodbye.



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Cold Part II





Cold winter air, making my flesh tingle,

Cold winter air reviving me in a way,

Cold winter air, waking me up to a brand new day.



Cold winter air, making my flesh sore,

Cold winter air, revive me some more!

After a night filled with sadness and pain,

Cold winter air, make me feel alive again!



Harsh summer days, in Tunis most days,

Cold winter air, in Paris nowadays.

Cold winter air, bring here the snow

Bring back the joy and don’t make me feel low.



Cold air, making me break into goose bumps,

Take away the hurt, take away the bumps.

Cold winter air, bring here peace and serenity,

Cold winter air, bring back my old me.





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Hope you like'em!

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

hoped we liked them.....duh I loved them ......what more can I say...?





kiwi/teresa

we are all lips in life sucking on one big nipple ~ kiwi6969

"shes out ther,our souls have meet,our hearts have meet,just not ourselves"

Washie

wow they were all great but this line totally got me its so true and the implied meaning behind it is wonderfull

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Love is a word that gets thrown around too much,I'm here to give it back its touch.

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Arron

Thanks everyone for your feedback! Here's one straight out of the oven, or more like my head:





In Bed





I have lain in my bed,

Half asleep, half awaken,

For countless days, countless nights,

As my thoughts ran away and fled,

And towards you they took flight.



I have lain in my bed,

Shedding tears of pain, tears of regret,

As I understood the pain I have given,

And why I shouldn’t be forgiven.



I have lain in my bed,

My eyes unseeing ahead,

Watching my lonely future unfold,

With no one to love, to cherish, to hold.



I have lain in my bed,

Thinking of the words that have been said,

Of the accusing and cold tone my voice took,

Of the way your lips trembled, of the way you shook.



I lay here in bed,

Hating myself for I have done,

For the harsh and stupid things I’ve said.

For my words and actions have driven you away,

And here I lay in bed, for another lonely day.



*****

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa



The course of love doesn’t always run smooth, especially for the neurotic and accident-prone. ~ LadyB



.:Dark-bliss.net :..:My blog:..:Blood and Ink:.

Washi



I didn't know you had a poem thread in IE till you updated it today. And I've got to say 'Wow!' Mann dude you write poems just as well as you write your stories. I really loved 'In Bed'. Loved the ending

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And here I lay in bed, for another lonely day.

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Summed up the emotions and feelings in the poem extremely well. Keep up the great work

~ Cassie

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My fountain of strength that never runs dry

You are the shooting star across the midnight sky

Wow... very emotional. I love it.

Keep the poems coming Washi.



Mickie

Be happy people. Happy people don't self destruct.
-Cyndi Lauper

hey, Washi



You sent this to me last night in Chat, and I was stunned. Not easy for me to admit. Your words evoke very visceral pain, and a lot of pain. May you never experience this again, sweetie. I'm sure that there will be someone for you, and that you will find joy in your life. Please know that until that happens, you have good friends around you.

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More than any other time in history, mankind faces a crossroads. One path leads to despair and utter hopelessness. The other, to total extinction. Let us pray we have the wisdom to choose correctly. Woody Allen (1935 - )

Like that poem,very emotional,great writing

Washi,



Wow the pain and anguish you capture in this poem are very raw and heart felt you capture the feelings of despair and and the fear of loneliness so eloquently its astounding. I very much look forward to reading more soon.

Arron

Amazing poems, Washi. Please continue posting more.

Onyx

Thanks everyone, for your kind words and your suport. Here are some more, I hope you like'em.



Wrote this one about 4 years ago.



The Mask





At school, the day, I wear a mask,

But, you have to know that, it falls at dusk.

The second skin I wear

Becomes wrinkled and falls off,

Revealing pain , sorrow and Love.

But would you try to know me, would you dare?



The way I am in school,

Isn’t my real being, I try to be cool.

My sensitivity doesn’t show until it is needed,

And when you need it, you’ll have to seek it.

For I have been hurt before,

And I know what sorrow can be like.

Usually I get my feelings to take a hike

Because I don’t want my mask to shatter anymore.



If you want to help me,

Then don’t tell anyone about me,

About my sensitivity,

About the poem I just wrote, this story.



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Hate



The only feeling I get when I think of you,

Is hate, a loathing that goes all the way through.

For every morning as I awake,

Your angry screams shatter me like an earthquake.



Since I was a child, I have been beaten,

Humiliated, screamed at, defeated.

You are the sole master of my pain,

And I’m almost sure that you’ll drive me insane.



Every night I see you, I shake in my bed,

Bitter tears swelling from my eyes like blood fountains.

Sometimes, I actually think that’s it’s better being dead,

But you won’t win on all the ends.



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Corny, very corny, in my opinion:



Throw





Each time I think of you, inspiration comes back,

All my pain comes too, and I feel stabbed in the back.

Love and hate mix together like vinegar and oil,

Smooth and sweet and yet so sour it makes me recoil.



The day I met you will be etched forever in my heart,

Because the moment I saw you, I felt go through me a dart.

And I can’t remember ever feeling this way,

I don’t think I’ll feel like this ever, not another day.



You made me feel in heaven and in hell,

Because it was like you cast me a spell.

Even if I want to forget everything,

Not one memory vanishes, not a thing.



I would like everything to be erased from my mind,

Even the memories that were once so fine.

Oh, I would like them to melt like snow in sunshine.

But I can’t control what goes through my mind.



I was a cigarette to you in a way.

You lit me, you used me and then you threw me away.

But I won’t stick up for you to crush me,

I’ll just wait for another person to light his cigarette with me.



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Lesson of Love



Dawn is here, cool and calm,

I can hear the birds start to hum,

For another night has changed into day,

Another sleepless night filled with sadness and decay.



Reader, don’t worry, no one has passed away.

It’s a relationship that has gone bad and rotted more every day.

People never listen to themselves or to each other,

And then they argue and say that Love is a bother.



To them today I say,

And please try to see it my way.

Love is something that’s too precious for us,

And people never realize it until they receive a great loss.

So why spend your life with bitterness and regret,

Try to grab on to each piece of Love you get.



I know that sometimes Love can hurt,

Like hot wax spilled on your heart, I’ve been burnt.

But don’t just think that it won’t mend,

And for now that is what I demand.



Enjoy life to the fullest and you’ll see.

Who had it right, you or Washi.





*****





I guess that depressed you enough for now. :

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa



The course of love doesn’t always run smooth, especially for the neurotic and accident-prone. ~ LadyB



.:Dark-bliss.net :. .:Blink.Flash.Sparkle.:. .:My blog:. .:Blood and Ink:. .:Washi's 70s Site:.

WASHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Yo heh I just finally read all of your poems and all I can say is wow they are amazing Washi who knew you were such a talented writer just kidding

Your amazing Washi I love em keep up the great work please and we'll keep reading



More soon



*hugs*



Luv April

All those poems were great

Washi dude.....

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And when you need it, you’ll have to seek it.

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Don't ask why....but I....that's the line that...well...ask me



I loved your poems...and no......not depressed



Dude....it's.....wow!!!!! simply wow....I love your writing and I miss it dude.....please write more....here or on pens.... please



Waiting for more

Love you



M.

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"..I feel you, I taste you, I cannot forget, everytime it rains I get wet..." (c) Ace of Base

"I want to go back to...Believing in everything and knowing nothing at all.."(c) Evanescence

"I'm sorry..."- Me " You are NOT sorry" -Holly

Wow washi....GREAT work!!!!



its so emotional...wow...keep on going



Cu

SoL/Natti

This is a duet, Amber! You need to sing!"- Tony

Washi, please forgive me for not leaving feedback earlier. I knew I had read most of these but I didn't leave any feedback. Great work, Washi, great work... A lot of good used emotions in your work. Thanks for sharing, hope to see more soon. =)

Aaron

'Tarababy77'

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"Don't buy into all the media crap. Love yourself for who you are, not what others THINK you should look like. It's DEFINITELY more important in this life to love each other despite our imperfections." - Amber Benson

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Hey everyone,



I must thank you all for all your praise. Makes me think I must be doing somehting right.

Another sad poem, that I wrote in all of 2 minutes, and one of you can certify that. Here goes:



Sewn Shut From The Inside



Don’t have the right to say a thing,

Feels like my mouth is sewn shut from the inside,

My voice barely reaches your side,

And, I’m pulled back in darkness,

And to get out I’d do anything.



I’d love to scream and shout,

Just for once

Show you the darkness

The pain, the madness

That I have stored inside



My screams would shatter the world

And yet they fall on deaf ears

I have been shouting all of these years,

Crying, weeping in the darkness

But you never noticed, never cared.



My throat tightens as I write

I feel like unleashing this upon the world

And yet, I stay silent, smiling sadly.





Yeah, I know depressy, but that's what I think I do bast. I have a surge of inspiration, so I think more will follow. I know this isn't really poetry in the scholar sense of the word, but it's more like free style. Hope you enjoy it anyway.

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa



The course of love doesn’t always run smooth, especially for the neurotic and accident-prone. ~ LadyB



.:Dark-bliss.net :. .:Blink.Flash.Sparkle.:. .:My blog:. .:Blood and Ink:. .:Washi's 70s Site:.

Edited by: Washi  at: 6/28/04 4:26 pm

great poem.

The only abnormality is the incapacity to love - Anais Nin

Wow this is poem is really deep. I like it alot!!

Great poem

Wow, Washi. Wow. That poem struck a chord with me and it was just...wow.



I can't...wow.



-Kristyn

Washi!! Love the poems, love you, keep writting!!

-Rose

Dude Im fuckin loved! Im loved and I dont care about anything else! And Im cared for! Im fuckin cared for by someone that MATTERS!