The first three poems are actually pretty old ( I believe I wrote those when I was still in middle school, seventh or eighth grade) while the last one was actually written just recently. Comments are welcome!
*Note: all of the following poems are copyright to GodessKiki so please ask for permission before using them for whatever purposes necessary*
1) Memories
Nights spent laughing and crying
Playing and fighting
Running through the woods
Chasing fireflies
Nights spent sitting under the sun
Sleeping under the moon
Laughing at the clouds
Wishing on the stars
Memories never forgotten
Hearts never returned.
2) Jokes under the rain
They tease and laugh
Thinking it’s all a game
When they’re actually pushing me to the edge
I’m about to go overboard
And sink into the dark depths
Of depression and my thoughts
Of blissful death
I can’t feel anything anymore
My decision is made
Tonight at eight
I’ll end this horrible game
I walk alone
Soaked from the rain
When it suddenly stops
And I look up
Into the face of a smiling girl
Holding an umbrella overhead
“You’re wet.”
She says
As if that explains
Her kind act
She smiles at me
And I try to smile back
And I walk in silence
As she talks to me
About everything
And anything
She’s so carefree
She tells me this joke
And I find myself laughing
A sound so foreign to me
Yet strangely relaxing
And as we stop in front of a large house
I tell her it’s my stop, the end
And she smiles a secret smile
And shakes her light blond head
And says
“No, it’s only the beginning
Of something great.”
And then she turns and walks away
And as I stand in the bathroom
Looking in the mirror
A knife at my throat
The girl comes to my head
And I’m smiling again
I put down the knife
Lay down to rest
And wonder if tomorrow
I’ll get to hear her funny jokes once again
3) The things
Sometimes I dream
Of wondrous things
Of bright, shining angels
Smiling at me
Of music
Taking a form
And dancing with me
All through the storm
Of laughter
And children
Friends growing old
Of fairytale princesses
Falling in love
Angels
Music
Friends
Love
These are the things
Deep in my heart
The things that I dream of
Deep in my sleep
These are the dreams
Deep in my heart
4) The jagged edges of pain
Like black, stormy waves
They surge and recede
Crashing against
The jaggedy shore
Of one lonely beach
Trashing against
And wearing away
The once smooth stones
Who now are deformed
The wind howls it's pity
It's sorrow, lament
For these poor individuals
Consumed by the waves
Yet no one but these two;
The wind that howls pity
The cruel, trashing waves
Will ever note a difference
In the once smooth stones
Who now are deformed
And will never be
Smooth once again
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