poetry

Silent Road

Sat, 10 Oct 2009 14:59:44 +0100

This is something my Uncle Steven wrote before I was born, and thought I'd share it with you all..

It is my way to walk alone,
The Silent Road of Lonliness.
To never have you at my side,
To never see your gentle smile.
To never feel your heated breath,
Or share the passions of your life,
For to know these things is all I seek,
Yet seek in vain as it must be,
For to win your heart is worse than not,
For Love destroys where None cannot.

I Love The Way..

Sat, 10 Oct 2009 14:59:53 +0100

I love the way you look at me,
With those beautiful brown eyes.
I love the way you hold me close,
So gently and yet so tight.

I love the way you press my head
In your shoulder and let me cry,
You just smile your understanding smile
And never force me to tell you why.

I love the way I trust you enough
To tell you anyway,
All my thoughts and fears and know,
That by my side you'd stay.

And so, my love, I tell you now,
There's nothing I wouldn't do,
To give you the feeling you give me,
Because I loves the yhoo!! =]

My Love.

Sat, 10 Oct 2009 15:00:00 +0100

This is a work in progress.. I'll keep editing this one until I get it juuuuust right. =]

Our love will last til the end of time,
I am certain of this.
Upon which I'll give you my very last breath,
But in the form of a gentle kiss.

This love that burns so deep in our hearts,
Will suffer from no living soul.
Nothing shall rain on our parade,
Not even in times so cold.

The flame dances on from candles of trust,
From here, my love for you shines.
I must've wished on all stars above,
For you to finally be mine.

I Hid my Hands.

Sat, 10 Oct 2009 15:00:11 +0100

This is a rather depressing poem that I wrote a while ago, back in the day when I used to self-harm.

I hid my hands behind my back,
So no-one else could see.
The blood and tears have stained my skin,
The guilt burns holes through me.

I dreamed that you came up to me,
One of my dark, cold days.
You placed a finger on my lips,
And softly to me say:

"My Dearest Love, look in my eyes,
Why do I see such pain?
The guilt I see inside of you,
It should not be contained."

A single tear slides down my cheek,
No other sign shows through.
I put my hands where all could see,
I could not lie to you.

You smiled with understanding,
And washed my stains away.
It seemed so effortless to you,
To wash such sins away.

But alas I awoke from my dream,
The stains are still on me.
So I hid my hands behind my back,
Not even you could see.