Things You Love, Things You Hate

Okay, so write loving or hating someone or something, or both if you'd like. Any type of poem (but lets try not to get too erotic please), no collabs, as long as you wish, good luck :)

Something I Hate (Me)

Silenced Screams~


What have I become?

Dont even know myself.

I just want to run,

Wont somebody help?

I just want to scream,

I just want to cry.

Is this all just a Dream?

So fucking empty am I.

My word is all I've had,

Now that, too, is a lie.

I feel so fucking bad,

I'd rather just be high.

The pin tears through my soul,

A scream silenced within.

But I've lost my control,

Another scream begins.

Wish I could fly away,

But broken wings wont fly.

I'm lost in disarray,

I hang my head and cry.

Just cry and cry into my hands,

This person isn't me.

This isn't who I really am,

This isn't who I want to be.

What have I become?

I've lost my will to dream.

I just want to numb,

Myself to everything.

I cant go on like this.

I'll surely kill myself,

Looking for my bliss.

Wont somebody help?

I used to be so proud,

I used to be so free.

Now I search for clouds,

Now I'm just a creep.

I've built up all this pain,

And shot it to the sky,

But I still feel the same,

I wish I could just fly.

Fly away from Me,

And all that I've become.

I no longer want to be,

So comfortably numb.

I want to be me again,

But only find Him in my sleep.

I want to be loved again,

But who could Love a Creep?

What have I become?

I used to be so great.

Wish I could find someone,

To heal all this self-hate.

Wont somebody save me?

Wont somebody try?

Does anyone believe,

That I'm still worth the time?

Something I Love (Her)

VannaD~

Her Beauty is that of a summers night,

So Blissful, so Sole, so full of Stars light.

The Love in Her Heart is a flame burning true,

Ever consuming my thoughts and all my Dreams, too.

Surely a Divinity inside me She be,

For such Grace she bestows when Her arms enfold me.

Such pleasure it brings just to feel Her Heart beat,

Responding to mine just like a rhyme, in perfect harmony.

When she kisses my lips I can feel Time just fade,

And to Her Hearts great embrace I evade.

Sometimes I'm so sure she is just a Dream,

I created to escape the reality of everything.

But that just can not be for so real it all seems,

She's as real as the Serenity to me she brings.

There is no way I could accurately portray,

How She has thrown this fools Heart into disarray.

This Love is chaotic, I must confess,

But blissfully so, it's a beautiful mess.

There are no sweeter moments than those spent with Her,

Inside Her heavenly embrace that is this life's sole cure.

I know that I've Loved her since Time came to be,

And I'll Love her evermore, more than anything.

Even when I am gone I shall Love Her in Dreams,

For She is my Heart, my Soul, My VannaD.

Someone I love

Thank You


I love you
More than you know
More than you'll ever know

When you leave
And I watch you go

Every minute passes like an hour
Very slowly

When you return
I'm overjoyed

We hug
we kiss

But all that matters
Is your presence
Right there next to me

That loving atmosphere  
That you only have around me  

Shows me
I'm different
Different than everyone

Thank you
For choosing me
Thank you for loving me

And giving me
All those memories
To love and cherish

Someone I hate

Hate


I hate the way you walk
I hate the way you talk

I hate the way you dress

I hate your style
I hate your smile

I hate your laugh
I hate how your always a mess

I hate how you breath
I hate how you live

I hate how your not dead
I hate how you cling to me
And I hate how you copy me

I love you/I hate you

I love you are the words that I hear you say
But then you hate me and claim to walk away.
Time passes, sometimes minutes, hours, days
And I love you is the game that you play.
In the blink of an eye, I hate you returns
Anger, jeaously, malice, and again I am burned.

I need you, I want you, that's what I hear
You know I'll do anything to help you my dear.
And again, as night ends and day becomes near
It's I hate you, leave me, my eyes start to tear.
But, I'll always love you, why can't you see
I have made my feelings clear, please stay with me.

But then, I hate you...how can you do
These cruel things to me, if I could I would sue.
I want to hold you, to kiss you
I want to make love to you too.
I'm finished, it's over, I don't want your shit
Don't ever call me, I mean it, I quit.

And then I love you...

Very nice poems all. :)

   

Mourningcloak said:Can the poem be about just someone I hate with no mention of love? I don't want to submit a poem that doesn't meet the requirements.
Thank you.

Yes.
Love, hate, both, anything along the lines will be excepted :)

The Skeleton In Me


           
Simply put            
I want to slit his throat            
There would be no greater satisfaction            
Than to watch him bleed out            
           
Then just for kicks            
I’d piss on his perishing humanity            
Like he’s done for years            
           
I would not resist the urge      
To stomp on his skull            
Until it feels like a pine cone            
Breaking under tremendous force            
           
I’d give him no burial            
Because he does not deserve one            
No, he’d be food for the dispassionate beasts
Much like himself            
           
Such pleasure I’d receive            
Basking in his death      
And the look of surprised horror on his face    
When he realizes this is the end           
         
While he’s hanging onto his last shred of breath            
I’d kneel down and whisper            
"She’s mine now            
Enjoy hell"          
           

Guide Me Love


Cut off my hand at the wrist
Bleed me dry of all feeling
Defeat will not have its day with me
Where my limb has been severed
I will continue to feel you close
Where I have no drops of blood left
I will be replenished by you, love
When life wears next to nothing
And the vitreous humor has aged
My youth shall abide in you
Your gaze carries the magic of influence
I sway toward your stare like a branch in the breeze
Your fingers mingle in the deepest parts of me
They levitate my frame and they lift my soul
To breathe, to eat, to feast upon you is my way
So it shall be, that when I cannot walk or speak
You will become my voice, and you will be my feet
You will guide me to the dawn with a leaping heart
And into a place of freedom and bliss we shall go
Where pain is forgotten and time stands still
There will we be together in love forever

Nice ones there, Poeticvisionary.

One Dimensional Man


 
There is nothing within that carcass of a body but fear
Hiding on the underside of flesh is only wasted space
In the womb of sinew fit for life resides but emptiness
The absence of a pulse befits you golem, vampire, leech
Who are you but a tragedy in a world of wicked ways
An abomination of heaven’s humility and grace turned evil
 
Were I huntsman of the damned you’d be my mark
Time would not weep for your death, miserable devil
Nor would tears fall at the agony of your screams
Your impression upon the faces of the innocent would fade
For what they called you once would turn to dust as would your bones
And the echoes of your legacy would pale with time
 
You exude pride and vanity, but you hold no value
Yours is a false impression of self that resonates within
And you wear it well, so well that your identity shallows as you speak
Losing yourself to the murmurs of your poisonous mind
Where beneath the helmet of bone that houses your voice
Decay runs its course as your insanity paints the world in sin
 
Where did trust go that paranoia and delusion now take up residence
Riches are given to you but you turn them away as if they’re tainted
Hands stretch toward you with humility yet you refuse them
You bigot, you hypocrite, you devalued abhorrent tyrant
The time has come for you to fall upon your double-edged sword
For your nature has diminished in the eyes of those who loved you once

My Thrill



you know that
feeling
you get

when after
the ride

every part of you
wants
more

and you're willing
to stand
again

in a two hour line
for another taste

well

here’s to the ride
may it never end

here’s to clinging to each other
around every bend

here’s to you, Love
for riding with me still

happy anniversary
to the woman who is
and will always be
my thrill

I hate people who ask me
The time by pointing at their wrists
What the fuck is wrong with thee?!
Are you asking for a piece of my fist?

I mean, do I ask you where the restroom is
by pointing at my crotch like this?



(SALTS[smiled a little then stopped], i had nothing else left on my mind except for this^^)