So in Love??, peoms/songs share some Options

[eloCiN]

heh i wrote a few

[Saeglopur]

Si. Are you just asking the guys.. or what?

[Chaos13]

not creative with poems and songs. i just buy stuff, go out, or like huggies and sometimes i make up love stuff.

[jaeman]

i haven't written and love poems or songs but i do listen to alot of love songs.

[XaZnX07]

i got lots let me post later








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[prometheusunboun...]

Ache

By AJ Derro





Where’s the sweet, smiling girl I knew just last year?

When did those big blue eyes become a home for every painful tear?

Why do the good parts no longer shine through?

And what can a friend like me try to do?




How has every truth that we had become one big lie?


And who is this broken girl I see
Who was, before, so close to me

Who, as hard as I may try
Now, won’t even look me in the eye


Who have you become, my dearest and truest friend?



And why?

[prometheusunboun...]

Make it All Better
For Erin




Ever since he kissed her, she’s been
torn apart inside.
Loving him with all her heart, oh but
she can’t help but hide.
In his eyes she sees he’s hurt each
time she turns away.

But she can’t deal with how she’d feel
if he says
what she knows they say…


Lines on a fallen angel’s wrist.
Signs of pain her parents missed.

She says it’s what she has to do to cope,
but he won’t let her.

He’ll be her light,
her hope,
and he will be the one

to kiss it,
and make it all better.


Everything keeps going fine as
long as he can’t see the line she
draws, that she wont ever cross, ’cause
she can’t live with that loss.
Close, but never undivided
is how it has to be.

Unless her man will understand,
unless he loves her
unconditionally…


Lines on a fallen angel’s wrist.
Signs of pain her parents missed.

She says it’s what she has to do to cope,
but he won’t let her.

He’ll be her light,
her hope,
and he will be the one

to kiss it,
and make it all better.



Her idea of sweet release is time alone with her knife…
Oh, if this girl only knew,
in someone’s dreams, she’s someone’s wife…






Late one night, while he’s holding her tight,
she gives in and gives him her hand.
And prays, as his fingertips graze her wrist,
that he will understand.
She meets his eyes, and is surprised to see him
smiling sadly, but without a sound.

The beautiful angel that once lost herself
is the wonderful girl
he knows he has found…


Lines on a fallen angel’s wrist.
Signs of pain her parents missed.

She says it’s what she has to do to cope,
but he won’t let her.

He’ll be her light,
her hope,
and he will be the one

to kiss it,
and make it all better.










Wounds now healed upon her wrist.
Scars her lover gently kissed.

All she ever wanted was to be free
and he will let her.

The pain’s no more than memory.

She has his love.

His kisses
make it all better.








I love you!
~AJ~

[Inverted Binary]

the days and nights spent in yesterday
the times i said i would but couldn't make it happen for today.
they say never to look back but its hard to look ahead.
into the tomorrow that doesn't shine much brighter but dims each moment relived.
all the times ive created the different endings
each and every time that i experience our beginning. that first second, first hour, that first day
the first time that our separate paths crossed the same point that made you and i think of what our futures could bring.

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=/ I suck at writing poetry, but i write so much, it relieves some pains.

[KissMe2408]

yah, i even wrote lyrics with the music sheet and all to go with it. But i mean after we broke up it was more like me writing sad poems and stuff

[ShadowPixie]

Oh yes. When I'm in love, I write sooooo much. I write and I write and I write. Cool thing is, I play in a band, so I can show my mates the stuff, and maybe make songs out of it too. I havent written a lot of happy love stuff recently, (on account of my heart being broken) but I still write nonetheless. It's quite a leap though, between my happy stuff and my sad stuff. lets see... sad stuff:

I suppose I'll be fine, but I really dont know. He touched her and she didnt flinch. She didn't even move an inch. I'm choking on my tears, but I guess there was a price to pay, for being such a fool. My stomach is sick, and I can't stand up straight. It's taking control. My sadness is taking hold. I close and open my eyes, thinking maybe it'll go away. Let me go! This is killing me! I can't just stand here! I'm choking on my own tears, but I guess there was a price to pay, for being too nice to you. My body is weak, and I can't even say the words, this situation calls for. I never, ever thought, I'd live to see this. To know you didn't flinch, to know you spared the inch. It starts with a kiss, and ends with all this. It's taking control. My jealousy is taking hold. I turn around and look back again, thinking it would all be gone. But I guess there was a price to pay, just for loving you.

and happy stuff:

Chance meeting shook my life, from the branch where it had grown. Falling down, I hit the ground. Who was I, to need you when I was down? But you were always there, when I needed you around. If I had the chance, to fulfill a wish, in the dark, I would steal a kiss, Just to feel, your soft lips, against my own. I need you to love me, I need you today, I give to you these words, I give you this page. So hold it to your heart, and treausre it so, becuase I do not know, when I can say this to you myself. But when I see you, and walk into your home, and my eyes, look into your own, I can tell you all I feel, and want to do. Because my feelings are true, I really love you.

...Yeah, I just spilled some personal stuff there.... But anyways, it's a reply to this topic, I was in love when I wrote those words, but for her, some things went sour. Meh. Enjoy that none the less.

[youdrivinmegrape...]

awww so nice

[sadolakced acid]

i find that my sad poems are more passionate.

in fact; i haven't ever written a love poem...

[RiddleMeWonders]

yeah.. Um.. I'd post the one I wrote most recently.. in here... but I already made a topic for it.... eek. O,O Maybe I can find zomthing... later...

[abiel]

i did write a few myself...