searching far,
seeking wide.
for the one,
that I've lost.
due to my,
stupid pride.
had I thought,
of our love.
I would be,
with the one,
which I adore.
had I seen,
my own faults,
she would've been
with me now.
but things change.
silhouettes,
of the clocks
in my head

30 minutes to kill the pain
30 minutes to go back into time
30 minutes to lay down and cry
30 minutes to bring back my life
30 minutes to beg that I die
30 minutes to make up my mind
30 minutes to finally decide
30 minutes to alter the lies
30 minutes to call it a night
30 minutes to see it from her eyes

all hope lost,
nothing's left.
my heart torn,
not from death.
do I chase,
what I left?
or just hide
for the rest,
of my life.
someone help!
one last chance.
do it right!
will I win?
will I die?
one last hope,
one last night.
see times change,
silhouettes,
from her eyes.

30 minutes to kill the pain
30 minutes to go back into time
30 minutes to lay down and cry
30 minutes to bring back my life
30 minutes to beg that I die
30 minutes to make up my mind
30 minutes to finally decide
30 minutes to alter the lies
30 minutes to call it a night
30 minutes to see it from her eyes

BRAVO! BRAVO! ENCORE!! Very good poem

original style
and the lack of capitalization and periods are part of the styles sooooooooooo enjoy.....any comments will be helpful/



a sunless day, among the many that comes
all is desolate cursed with the plague that plots.
Those were the words that i heard at the time of our death
is this the reason that i can't find the sums
of our hearts, minds, and sprirts, is if kept in a box

you have to search for a more well thought out meaning
on that is not always clear in the beginning
Those are the words that i hear at the time of our death
does it mean anything to you that i spill my soul
To have it all on the line and wish ever so to be bold

remember the days that i use to give
so willing and freely of regret, but at thee times...
Those will be the words i will hear at the time of our death
I say to thee, love of the one that you call hunny, why
do you know the pain you've caused as i sit, and die .....

xio poetry =o *yay*

I love the first poem, and the second one is just as good. dang, lots of pplz have been writing poetry lately, it's kool :) Your works are good, xio~

Some may take offence to this but...eh i care not...it's a poem written about the last days when many will crawl to they're God, and what the answer will be,.....just the view of Caith

you view from afar
a black horizon
cover with only one star
the one, black sun

the end is near
near is the end

you pray to your God
to set you free
you pray to your God
to help you see

"I know you will complete
the war inside of me
I need you more than ever
now that I've come so far"

you pray to your God
to answer back
you pray to your God
for the help you lack

but there is no escape
from what is to come
the end is near
near is the end

"you didn't take heed
to the sign
and now you beg and plea
for me to set you free?
as the black sun
dies out
so will this person
that cries out"

you pray to you God
to set you free
you pray to your God
but he only lets you be.

there is no escape
from what is to come
you heard it from
the almighty One