Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Ties that Bind

As witnessed by the stars that shine
our lives forever intertwined.

Beneath the waves of space and time
we walk the never ending line.

No matter wanting
or neglect
Our fate is bound
to intersect

But what is the ends,
to this means?
A mystery?
or just our dreams?

Is this about the destiny
or the journey too?
About the Universe?
Or just me and you...

Hope for the future
and learn from the past
but the present
was not built to last.

Together we may own the sky
apart we may live and die

It does not matter in the end
My heart is forever dearest friend.

~Christina~

Fate


Lost and Found within stars that shine
Deep meaning they hold to represent
The past and future or even divine
A glorious union, celebration and lament.

And though the shadowed mist we march
The unknown worlds to which we climb
Undaunted by the endless possibilities we face
Becoming masters of our own space and time.

Though reality and dream seem divided
Drawn down the path that we are smitten
Our destiny may already be decided
But our future, is yet unwritten.

~Christina~

Unfinished/Untitled

Stuck in darkness I wander through,
Hunting the light that pulls me in,
Toward destiny I'm drawn to,
Never to lose nor to win.

Changes

The world keeps turning
we lose old faces
tears still burning
yet the same old places

New faces appear
Lost friends are found
Nothing to fear
to this wheel we're bound

Times keep changing
The wind keeps blowing
The sun's still shining
and we're still going.

~Christina~

The Irish in me

A drink that gets drunk
or a thought that gets thunk
is like a small grain to the sands of time

But when you get to doin
an idea that's been brewin
now that's something worthy of rhyme.

Between

What am I
How can it be
that I do not feel
what others can see

What is it like
to love and to cry
and why do you wish
to live or to die

What they can't understand
is what others fear
what I can't understand
I wish to be near

People only believe
what they expect to see
but only between the lines
is where you will find me

Lurking in the shadows of the night
Lurking in the bright spots of the light

Bleeding through the boundaries
of right and wrong
Bending through ideals
both weak and strong

Don't believe what you hear
and don't believe your eyes
there is always truth
in the very best of lies

And where does that leave you and me
when all is said and done
To that I have no answer
but at least we had some fun.

~Christina~

Fleeting

Love and Loss
both seem forever
yet both fleeting
sometimes forgotten
but keep the heart beating.

Life is so precious
our loved ones so dear
yet we take it for granted
we forget we should fear.

Always busy with trifles
never stopping to think
that which we love
can be gone in a blink.

Time cut so short
it always feels wrong
memories are all that you have
so make sure they're strong.

Can't change the past
the future can't be bet
the present is all that we have
better take all you can get.

Never waste a moment
Never waste a word
No matter how silly
No matter how absurd.

All very scary
it's too easy to worry
just try not to be
in so much of a hurry.

Whenever you can
savor things slow
and however you feel
just make sure they know.

~Christina~

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Latest Poem

Hey Guys... Got inspired today to write a poem. I'm putting up some pictures that I felt matched the mood of it. I just found these on the internet so I don't mean to take credit for anyone's photography. Once I have a real camera I'm going to try to take pictures of my own.

"Abandon"


I remember when I had a home,
all I wanted was to wander and roam.
But I escaped and now I'm free...
yet my home is all I wish to see.

I miss the warmth and the love,
I miss the 4walls and the roof above.
Being out here I thought was my dream...
Just don't understand now what can it mean.


Alone in the world just feels so wrong,
can't go home when there's nowhere you belong.
No one to love me no one to care...
I need to show I need to share.

At first I felt angry and double crossed,
but now just so alone and so lost.
Laying out here the world seems empty and cold...
And my old life I should never have sold.

Whatever I did that made you let me go,
I am so sorry if only you could know.
I see now that it's family not freedom I lack...
Please won't you find me and bring me back?

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

New Poem

Ok so I've been having that writing itch lately again. Here's my latest creation.

Never Knew

Never thought I was lost,
until I was found.
Never noticed the sky,
until my feet touched ground.

I never minded the silence,
until I heard sound.
And I never realized I'd been alone,
until you were around.

Somehow you've taken over...
Every depth of my heart...
If I couldn't see your smile...
My day would never start.

You laugh play smile and such...
opening my eyes to see...
that I love you oh so much.

Your cries hurts sorrow and strife...
all are felt by me...
for you are my life.

And though sometimes...
it may not show...
you mean more to me...
than you'll ever know.

With that all being said...
no matter where we are...
or how far apart we've been lead...
you will always be my soul...
and always in my head.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Back to Poetry

So I know I sorta dropped my daily poetry corner. But I'll try to post stuff once in a while when I come across it.

Falling

I’m Falling,
Away from you…
What ever..
Should I do?

Should I let you…
Drag me down?
Should I live
With a frown?

I love you,
With all my heart,
But you don’t…
Know where to start.

You always say,
That you care,
But lately it seems…
You’re never there.

You make me laugh…
But you make me cry…
It’s so hard…
To think of saying good bye.

What else am I
Supposed to do?
I never seem…
To get through to you!

You don’t even see me…
Slipping away…
Maybe you’ll notice…
Some..day…

Then I’ll be gone…
No more chances for you…
I really hate to feel this way…
But I do…

Friday, July 11, 2008

Daily Poetry Corner

Again?

Did I really think it was possible?
Happiness finally?
Of course not…
I’m always left alone
To rot.

What’s wrong with me?
I always say
It’s not gonna happen again.
But I let it…
Why Do I just…
Never get it…

I guess I never will
All that is left
For me
Are fleeting moments
Of memory.

Everyone loves me…
That’s what they say…
But when I need them…
Where are they?…

Surrounded by People…
Yet always alone…
Sitting atop
My self appointed throne.

Do I do this to myself?
Or am I just damned?
Is there salvation?
Or is this how I’m to end?

Have I been lost for so long?
This is all I can remember…

Have you forsaken me?
Or Have I forsaken you?
It’s been so long…
I don’t even remember anymore…

How long
Have I been out of your light?
Would I even be accepted…
If I died tonight?

Or would I come back?
To die alone again…
Over and Over…
Until the end…

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Daily Poetry

Sooo I'm a Poet. I'm going to try to post some of my stuff on a regular basis. Once I run out of old stuff maybe I'll start writing new stuff. It's been a little while but I seem to be getting inspired by alot of things lately for various projects. Poetry is usually at the heart of it too. Anyway... Without further ado... First Installment of my Daily Poetry.

Though I don't feel I should need to include this... Please do not copy my works without my permission or at least proper quotation. Thanks!

Lost

All my hopes
All my dreams
seem to go up
in a puff of steam.

Lost again
what a dope
who am I?
without hope.

I need to find myself again
where could I have gone?
lost within the lions den?

It's so dark
I cannot see
all the good
surrounding me.

I've been blinded
but now there's truth
how foolish am I?
I thought I needed proof

All that I need is here
to be myself again
I just need you near.

The more things change
The more they stay the same
As long as you're with me
then I can play this game.

Life is what we make it
Life is what we choose
If we just stand together
We will never ever lose.

~Christina Hall~

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Woman's Poem

"Woman's Poem"

He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make.

I didn't perk the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.

I pondered for an answer,
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked him...
Like his mother used to do.

~Unknown