Poetry from everywhere!
My poems are all under Lily and I will be adding published and more famous poems here as well.There is a page of poems that have poems by anybody that submits them. [email protected] is where you have to send your poem to. The most recent poems will be higher on the page. The older poems will be towards the bottom.
Things You Didn't Do
Remember the day I borrowed your brand
new car and dented it?
I thought you'd kill me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I dragged you to the beach,
and you said it would rain, and it did?
I thought you'd say, "I told you so." But you didn't.
Do you remember the time I flirted with all
the guys to make you jealous, and you were?
I thought you'd leave, but you didn't.
Do you remember the time I spilled strawberry pie
all over your car rug?
I thought you'd hit me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance
was formal and you showed up in jeans?
I thought you'd drop me, but you didn't.
Yes, there were lots of things you didn't do.
But you put up with me, and loved me, and protected me.
There were lots of things I wanted to make up
to you when you returned from Vietnam.
But you didn't.
The Bird and I
Floating above the green giant
Wings slicing through thick air
Clearly, I am a passerby
To soft and gentle flight
Soaring ever higher
Above the world’s problems
Spiraling towards the sun
Backwards is impossible
Bird, oh bird!
Take this troubled soul with you
From the disturbed world
To a higher place
The Beast
~Lily
Its glowing ember eyes burned with fire
Vicious was its heart desire
Stalking prey amongst the grass
Watching, waiting 'til the blast
It jabs the flesh of food
Making a deep wound.
This is the beast.
The Real Truth
~Lily
I hate the way I don’t hate you
I can’t stand to see you with the other girl
I despise every part of her
But I guess that’s up to you.
I can’t stop thinking about you
I can’t stand to see you leave.
I miss your bright smile to me,
But even more I wish I wasn’t losing you.
I know that I am in way over my head
But I just want to you to believe in me
I have so much I didn’t say
But now I know the real truth
I let you go before your time
I never deserved your care
You showed me how to be free
And now I know that I love you
I said Sorry.
~Lily
I said I was sorry.
Are you gonna leave me like this?
I love you and
I just don't think I'll make it.
I said I was sorry
I said I was sorry
You are and were my hero.
Do you still have to go?
I'm gonna miss you where ever you go.
I said I was sorry.
I said I was sorry.
I'm left here to despair.
You seem like my other half.
Will you help me through this?
I said I was sorry.
Yourself.
Or by him or her
Or how or why.
Define yourself.
They’ll tell you things;
You’re weird, you’re ugly.
They are wrong.
Love yourself.
The world will try with all its might
To put you down.
Don’t let it.
Defend yourself.
They know nothing.
They haven’t fought your battles.
They aren’t you.
Be yourself.
I Missed You
~Lily
When we were little I used to love you
You left me.
Even though it wasn’t your fault
You left me.
I fell so hard for those two years.
You broke me.
I found another but it was no use.
You broke me.
When I saw your face again I realized
I missed you.
I cried myself to sleep that night.
I missed you.
Now you are back in my heart.
I love you.
You came back after being apart.
I love you.
When you left me I was broken.
I missed and I loved you.
It is that way once again.
My love for you is forever.
Eventually
~Lily
I know
I’m not a prom queen
And I know
I’m never gonna be
Cuz some things
just aren’t meant for me
And some things
are never gonna be
I am perfect
the way I am
And I am
not changing that
So bring it on
I'll be prepared.
And I will
never fear.
Cuz eventually
Everything will fall
right into place
for me
Inspired
A word, a song?
A note, a chord?
I need to be
inspired.
What to write about?
Of ideas, I am all out.
A flower, a forest?
Perhaps a lost tourist?
I lack originality
for, to write about anything
is now to write about it
all over again.
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
The Arrow and the Song
I shot an arrow into the air
It fell to earth, I knew not where.
For, so swiftly if flew the sight
could not follow it in it's flight.
I breathed a song into the air
It fell to earth, I knew not where.
For who has sight so keen and strong
that it can follow the flight of song?
Long long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke.
And the song, from beginning to end
I found again in the heart of a friend.
Nothing Girl
Maybe I wear baggies
and white socks with flip-flops,
maybe I don't like listening to rave
and I'm not on the social mountaintops,
maybe I don't care about the things
that make your worlds twirl,
maybe you look at me and think:
Gee, what a nothing girl.
Maybe I like giving smiles
which seems to be a sin today,
and maybe I allow my imagination
to sometimes run away,
maybe you don't understand this
and that's why you cannot see,
if this make me a nothing girl,
hey, that's ok with me!
The world makes you believe
your personality mustn't be detected,
your face must be picture perfect
and wear clothes just the best, to be accepted.
Maybe I look at you
and feel sorry that you're blind,
robots you have become,
yourself you'll never find.
God made you, as well as me,
this means I am something,
the world is a liar
and if I must be a nothing
for you to see it,
then so be it!
If
~Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Littlekidbirthday
~ Nora E. Atkinson
I want milkncookies
And I want to believe in the toothfairy
Because I feel old now
And I've lost the tingle of youth
Because when you're my age,
You don't hear, You're it! often enough
And you don't see the faces in the clouds
And kooties have become AIDS.
And no matter how many bubbles I blow
The world isn't new anymore
And when I walk, one foot on the curb and one on the street,
Updownupdownup,
They look at me funny.
And I don't feel littlekidbirthday anymore
And I don't feel santasbringintoys.
They've all grown old, married, gone away
They've lost their boyish grins,
But I want to play hide-and-go-seek again.
I want to chase the icecream man.
And I don't fear the monsters under my bed anymore
Because the real world scares me now
I used to be able to hug my teddybear
And everything would be ok,
Or mom would kiss the tears away...
But not anymore.
Whirling in the grass till we fell down laughing
Playing dress up in mom's clothes
Days when I didn’t know how to read a clock,
Walking barefoot in the grass.
Those days are gone now.
And I'll never feel littlekidbirthday again
And I don't feel santasbringintoys.
I feel old and grown up now.
I feel old.