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Post by Queen Arwen on Jan 28, 2005 13:21:49 GMT 10
Ara, this poem is one of the best kind. It comes deep down from inside of you, as if, telling of how you feel to a piece of paper or a screen will help truly solve the problem. Yes i know exactly where your coming from with the drinking her life away sort of.
But the hardest part is making one believe they have a problem. The fixing it is easy, a rough road sure, but the outcome is so enjoyable if overcomed.We've spoken times of this and i'm always here for you, remember that.^_^ A truly beautiful poem sweets.
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Post by ara46 on Feb 1, 2005 5:41:28 GMT 10
A good friend once showed me something.it was the fact of:if you let your fear and/or various bad feelings over whelme you.you dont get anywhere.it is hard seeing one you love hurting themself.but sometime's you cant help or stop it from happening.and thats what hurts the most.
A pain I can't erase...
I find myself watching, The shadows move by. And I sit and wonder why, I cant help,And I cant see. Why does this all happen to me? The pain runs deeper then any-one knows, I've watched and waited for 15 years. And yet who can I come to to confide my fears? No-one at home they think it's ok. It isn't not in any other way, Help me O' Lord I think I'm falling. From things unseen always calling This,she says is normal. But it's not Not even to the point of being something I can fix....
I am sorry if this poem is a little odd it's just how my feelings are right at the moment.I am going through a weird phase in life right now.but it will stop soon.I do actually have hope in that. (sorry about any error's in this post spelling or other wise.)
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Post by Queen Arwen on Feb 2, 2005 5:23:34 GMT 10
Ara, i fixed your poem a bit. Spaced it out right so easier to read. Yes it is a hard thing to have to go through at that age, but always remember to keep looking up into the sky and don't choose the same path as they. Learn from it and live your life. I liked the wording and way you persay third viewed it. Nice job sweets. See if you can write some happy ones, maybe of you having fun.
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Post by ara46 on Feb 12, 2005 4:37:14 GMT 10
thank you for fixing my poem Arwen.and yes this one is better.it's not quite as happy but it's not as sad any more.its got an air of grim decision about it. The choice.
The choice is made The path is laid. My tear's are gone For ever long.
Sadness is banned The depression is lost. The crying and doubt Are not here now.
I know my path I'm not going back! No more despair Not now or ever.
Keeping my voice I made a choice. I wont break Or even take the time to stop.
As I said this poem is not exactly sad or happy it's inbetween.my hope is still there.but it shows alot more then bfore I started making my decision.thanks to all the people who have helped me during my various phase's espcially you Goldmoon.I love you lots dear. and I hope you like this poem.
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Post by Giliathriel Alquasilme on Feb 16, 2005 13:28:48 GMT 10
Bravo! It was wonderful, it really filled me with a sense of hope and pride, and a sort of expectation. Briliant, girl!
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Post by ara46 on Feb 21, 2005 8:31:07 GMT 10
thanks Gili.I'm glad you liked it more happy poems will be coming soon.
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Post by Morgoth on Mar 5, 2005 12:04:13 GMT 10
Ara, you've really got quite alot of wonderful poems here, you are one of the most active people in this forum (Poetry and such). For your great contributions and willingness to share your inner thoughts and feelings, I tribute you 20 points. You have wonderful talent, and your sharing of that with us makes this a better place. Congratulations, and thank you for your poetry.
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Post by ara46 on Mar 5, 2005 14:39:04 GMT 10
thank you Morgoth I didnt know if I was doing well in posting alot of my poems here or not but then again I didnt think they'd get a tribute like this.I should be thanking you for that instead of you thanking me for sharing with you all.
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Post by Goldmoon on Mar 6, 2005 11:09:48 GMT 10
Ara this poem The Choice was excellent in your usual style sweetie. Tis good to see you have come so far in your life and the decisions you have made there as well. Although rough at times, it is indeed good to change the way you think and feel. Your wording was good and it felt good to read it and feel that strength if you return. And congradulations on those tributes, they are well deserved. I've added some of my own as well. 'winks' Great job sweetie.
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Post by ara46 on Mar 7, 2005 8:16:14 GMT 10
thank you Goldmoon.and I do believe that my time to stop running is now.oh and here is another poem for you all. Time to be myself.(sorry about the name I know it sucks)
I look to the end of my dark age's Hoping I can look back on this time alone. Seeing my future is bright at a distance Do I really feel at home?
A golden sun rise's above my fear Making it go away. I can't see or even hear The words that try to capture my soul and hold it at bay.
I look down upon myself and shake my weary head Hoping I can find the help to make it through unscathed I wish for a peace that holds me in it And guides me through my days....
I hope you all like this as I said before it is neither happy nor sad it is inbetween.
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Post by Goldmoon on Mar 8, 2005 13:40:47 GMT 10
Ara, Tis nothing wrong with the title. And i like the picture this poem brings forth. The line with golden sun really caught my eye. A new day with a bright thought and future is a great feeling. Your poems are truly getting better and i am starting to see a mature young lady in your poems that has made those hard decisions and moved forward to only have learned from looking back.
The rhyming was nicely done and although the flow a tad off, it worked really good. A suggestion if i may..(on your lines, try to make them equal in words-like 6 or 8 words per line. Or even 4 but it makes for better flow if even number). But not a big factor just a better conception is all.
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Post by ara46 on Mar 18, 2005 2:20:24 GMT 10
thank you Goldmoon.I appreciate your compliments and encouragement very much dear.it means alot to me when some-one will step up and say things like that.(and I shall work on sentence's in poetry too dear...hehe)
((OOC:sorry for not posting here in awhile...I've been kind'a busy in RL.))
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Post by ara46 on Mar 24, 2005 6:10:38 GMT 10
A poem I wrote... Is this the way you hold all things dear? Is it because of your fears? Do you not know me?I am your kin.... Looking for a place to hold onto in your heart.
I am forgotten,alone in the mist... What is now lost is gone forever more. It cannot be touched or held Only glimpsed outside.
Unworldly it stands outside your door Haunting you because it was forgotten. Holding it's hand out to you it reachs into your soul Taking what you value most...
It will be forever more with you Keeping what you once had. Forever lost,Forever sad It holds on....
It can see you. It knows your here. It stands beside you alone and cold Waiting for your dreams to unfold.... I hope you like this poem it is my way of telling what my emotions are at this point.
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Post by Goldmoon on Mar 25, 2005 11:25:52 GMT 10
Ara my sweets. Boy when you write one of deep inner feelings, you certainly capture one and take them for an endless journey. This one speaks of love...the first stanza saying that she is afraid to believe in you and maybe even herself long enough to see the truth.
Then without going to far into this, the rest talks about how she refuses or they do, to see what is right in front of them and let go the darker forces grippening them. Whether it be good or bad, they just don't see it. Very good poem, lots of emotions here, plenty of great wording. Good job sweetie, and nice punctuation as well. ;D
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Post by ara46 on Apr 2, 2005 1:17:02 GMT 10
Goldmoon: thank you for your encouragement dear... here's another poem. Untitled(yet again) An aching heart A soul lost alone. Friends are lost She knows....
Can you see the sun after the rain? Can't you see how she hide's her pain? Tears fall upon her silken cheeks A mist of water veils her sight.
She does not know whats right anymore.. She can't go back from where she is. She is trapped in a world of mirrors Unable to feel his one last kiss....
She see's him endlessly moving away Finding his homeland on uncertain day. He is a vision on her golden sight Leading the way into darkest night...
I hope you like this poem it's a bit on the downward side of my emotions because to tell you all the truth the past few days have sucked.
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