Poetry Love, Angelology, Dreams and Spontaneous Poems

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I am in a poetic mood, thus I must write poetry.


Hiiiiiii~~ Hello, welcome to this thread, how are you??...

concerning the above statement, It's actually, I am in a poetic mood, thus I must write poetry but I don't just want the poems sitting around on paper in my room, so I'm sharing them for the world to see my horrible writing and stories. It's stupid, I know. A las, the whimsy of the heart is too much, thus I will now randomly post poems out of nowhere whenever I feel like it because Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

(Also I used to write in this other poetry thread I had but like they are so bad, don't look for them. I need to do justice to prove my poetness)

Nonsensical Poetry is my favourite poetry.
 
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S: Sparkling Stars Upon the Night Sky
S: Sparkling Stars upon the Night Sky


When the Sun decides to sleep
And the Moon wakes up
As she puts a dark blanket
Overtop the blue planet.

Beneath the blanket,
A pattern dots it
Like shining jewels,
embedding the blanket;
We called them stars.

The black blanket, covering the sky
Would be so dark without them.
So with these stars, they light up the blanket
So the tiny little bugs can still somewhat see.

The moon shines along with the stars.
Its glow, pale, compared to the sun,
which shines alone in the sky.
Allowing for these gems to shine just as much!

When one of the jewels falls,
It means that whoever sees
Can make their own wish!

When I see a shooting star,
"I’ll wish I can pass my exams with flying colours!"​

How about you?
 
O: Her Love that Transcends All
O: Her Love That Transcends All.


Oh, stars, who shine in the sky,
Who am I? Who are you? And where are we?

Oh, sky, who expands endlessly,
Where do you end? Where do you begin?

I sing of love, I sing to you.
My love, does it reach you?

I outstretch my hands, reaching for an answer.
I wish on every star, that one day we could meet.

But if I did, would the sky go blank?
It wouldn’t be fair to wish on every star.

Every moment, I think of you,
You who are forever here for me.
You who are forever here for the stars.
You who are forever here for the world,

What are your burdens?
Are they heavy, or light?

With the voice I use to sing my love,
Would I be able to wist them all away?

My mind is love, for all I can think of is you.
My heart is love, for I live so that I can be with you.

My eyes are love, for they operate to see you.
My hands are love, for they reach to embrace you.

But I do not know who you is,
and you do not know who I am.
Thus, when I say you, I mean “all.”

For the love, I hold, transcends “all.”

Heart, Soul, Life, Death, Time,
Space, Distances, Universes

Thus,

Whenever you are, Wherever you are,
Whatever you are, Whoever you are,

I will fall in love with you, I will love you,
I’ll live by loving you, and I love you.

My existence is love,
without it, I am nothing,

With it,
I am more than everything.
 
S: Moments
S: Moments.


In a classroom, I sit.
Empty, I wish. Loud, it was.

The door, Open.
Let through, a cold breeze.
Let my eyes wander outside.

Empty, and Desolate.
Everyone, in class.
Broken windows.
A plastic bag flies,
skating 'cross the floor.

The sun, shine bright.
The corridors, stay dim.

Nothing was happening.
Yet everything was,

I made my eyes ignore.
Yet my body stays involved.
 
O: A Girl That Dreamed
O: A Girl That Dreamed.


Little girl, what are your dream?
"I want to make the world happy!"

The childish girl answered,
With the milky way, painting her eyes
Warm and joyful, Innocent and white,
Enough to warm the heart of all lying adults.

Adults lie when they say they'll root for you.
"You can do it!" "I see, what a dream!"
They speak, they lied.
grotesque.


When the young girl wrote on her paper,

"I want to warm up the world,
until everything becomes
happiness and smiles."


The teacher called her out, and told her
"Grow up, young lady! You are almost an adult!"

The young girl looked at her feet,
as the entire class laughed at her dream.
Not everyone, but it felt loud enough to be the entire class.
Some looked away. Some stared with pitying eyes.

The young girl retired early from school,
Now in a soundproof room,
she sang her dream instead of speaking it.

People liked when she had sung her dream.
Yet all they heard was the melody,
and not the dream she had earnestly sung.

Someday, the girl would give up.
When she did, she would kill herself.
The girl she is would die, and transform.
She would become a woman, alike to any other.

Big dreams, didn't fit on such a small world.

"If so, I'll be my own world.
I as my own world will be warm and delightful,
until everything becomes happiness and smiles."


The girl mused, looking at the reflection of the ocean in the sky.
She was a child for so many years, and now was the real start of her life.

The girl had become a woman against her own will.
As such, the girl through her dream into the ocean.
Where one day, upon the millennium,

Alike to every other dream, cast away by adults,
It will become a star. Twinkling in the night sky.

The woman smiled.
As she finally awoke.
 
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A: I fell off a tree.
A: I fell off a tree.


Up, Up, the tree, I climb.
I stood on the branch.
Slipped, and Fell.

Sprained my ankle.
Scraped my skin.
Dirtied my dress.
Broke my garter.

Why, oh why,
Did I climb a tree
while wearing
heeled pumps?
 
E: Hanahaki
E: Hanahaki


Blossoming in my heart,
A flower. Delicate white petals,
Pure and Sweet.

When I close my eyes,
And I hear the beat of my heart,
I think only of you.

When I think of you,
My body warms, and my heart beats faster.
Faster, and faster, and faster.

And then violently, I cough;
Sweet petals of innocent love,
Stained by intimate red thoughts.

The passionate red,
Staining the innocent white,
Creates a gentle and pink Love.

Every time my heart throbs,
Every time I think of you,
Every time I cough up petals,

My love for you, Grows,
And will one day burst.
bud, bloom and blossom

Into a large beautiful flower,
And I will be nothing, but:

Love.
 
S: My act of selfishness, wishing that everything would end.


Wouldn't it be nice if an asteroid came down
And destroyed everything that I could see?
The thoughts I thought,
Standing atop the playground's climbing bars.

I felt at the top of the world.
I felt at the top of the sky.
But then I fell.

I fell onto another kid.
But the shock of falling, and fear of where I wouldn't land,
made me want to cry. It was quick. It was stupid.
But that moment felt forever. I was going to die.

But I did not.
I continue to live.

"Wouldn't it be nice if the sun exploded,
and we got to see the beautiful shards of starlight burn away our bodies?"
The words I spoke. Spew out on a whim.
Holding a wand of sparkling light, slowly nearing my finger.

I stared at it. Pointing to the concrete.
My friend laughed. I was silly he said.
If the sun exploded, we would immediately disappear.

I guess that would be better.
But it was still a romantic thought.
Sooner or later,
Us, a less than minuscule,
will one day cease,
when the star, that lets us live
decides to burst.

The sparkling light seared my finger,
dropping the wand, as I retorted in pain.
Shaking my hand in futility, my friend laughed.
"You should pay more attention."
He smiled.

Sadistic Creep.
I just wish all this pain would cease.
I wish all this futile living would cease.
I want these insistent feelings to cease.
I sigh. Seems no one is really selfless.
 
Jasione.


I love you, my Justice.
Beautiful. Bright. Brilliant.
My heart of gold.

I ignore you.
So you call my name.

Oh, Love,
Fragrant. Sweet. Divine.
Words which describe you.

Oh, Justice.
Pure. Fair. Compassionate.
Words which embody you.

My clove pink. My justice.
Only call my name. Forever look only my way.

When I no longer waft in your sweetness.
When I no longer witnessed your purity.
When I no longer hear you call my name.
No longer had I reason to live. To Exist.

For one hundred hours, I will forever think of you.
For one thousand years, I will forever long for you.
For all of eternity, the next, and the last;
I will love you. Everlastingly.

Oh Love, Oh Justice.
As one, I am nothing
Together, I am everything.

Oh Love, Oh Justice,
You cannot hear me.

My Carnation, my Love...
Come back to me.
 
I can't believe I died today.


736,214,400 seconds.
The amount of time I've lived.
The amount of time I was carefree.
The amount of time I was me.

That ended today.
Right now. A minute ago.
I was killed.

I see their body on the floor
Limp, without Life.

No breath.
Not bright.
Just dumbed.

I can't believe I died today.
I was killed.
Yesterday, Singing "C'est La Vie."
No matter what, I would keep being myself.

I can't believe I died today.
I was killed.
Yesterday, I was saying good morning to my friends.
Sharing chocolate and sweets. Talking about things.

I can't believe I died today.
It was quick. Sudden.
Like a sigh. It was painless.

I hate that I died today.
Why not next year?

I am so sorry.
Goodbye Me.
 
H: Night Time Keyboard Princess

Click. Click. Click.
Click Keyboard Keys.
Dark Gloomy Room.
Work. Work. Work.
 
O: The snow of Winter / The Blooming of flowers.


It seems the days have become as cold as summer nights,
With its frigid breeze gently breathing on my neck,
It seems the time of the year has come around again,
The time when trees' are shed of their leaves,

I do not want to say goodbye,
But it is not my choice to make,
and so again, Time passes me by-

So now again, the rain of winter falls,
So pure and white, the veil of snow,
Puts a cold blanket over everything,
Winter comes, freezing our world over.

When the veil of icy snow covers all,
I will hope that flowers still bloom,
My heart will burn, and melt the ice,
I want to convey these feelings to you.

Who says that flowers cannot bloom in the snow of winter,
For from within my heart, a red rose is blossoming for you,

So I will send it off. I will let it soar your way,
Along the hurricane of fluttering snowflakes,
these petals of love, please accept them.

I believe in the flowers that bloom in the snow of winter,
So when again, Time passes me by, it will be spring
When it is spring, the hearts of this anemone will throb.
 
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H: Windy Night's Stars.

Sky so deep. Frigid the breeze.
My vision impaired— Stars, blurred.
Yet, so beautiful. They burn.
 
♡: Agápē

Fractal of love. Defiant of reality.
Dreaming; Blue roses. Cradling.
Unstoppable. Unearthly. Unwavering.
 
♡: Éros

The tragedies of love. Imperfectly perfect.
Flowering rosey pearl moon, throbbing heart.
Thespian romance o' spilt rose red rose petals.
 
Dorothy


She was under the car last month.
Yesterday of that day it was raining.

I used to like the rain.

She was cold and sick last month,
Yesterday of that day I didn't really notice.

I hate it a lot now.

When I came home happy last month,
I was honestly so excited to see her.

His so annoying. Loud.

I was shocked. She was still.
I shook her, but she was still.

And everyone likes him.

Her black eyes were wide open.
I swear I see she was still breathing.
I swear I could feel her heart beating.
It was just my tears. My heartbeat.

Honestly, I just wish the clouds would never cry.
I hate the rain now.

That day, she left me. Honestly, it was all my fault.
The rain only falls when someone or something leaves.

My cat, she left me last month.
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow,
I'll still be reminded of her.
because it's fall. It'll rain a lot.

I'm plagued by the sound of rain.
 
S: If a dream is a wish;


I will never expose my dream,
because a dream is a wish.
And never should you share a wish;
Otherwise, they would never come true.

So to say, that wish would die.
Unlike that unicorn, who lives.
Birthed from frozen tears,
and dreams which were warm.

So run far away my dear monoceros,
For if I were to see you, you'd tell me
And then surely you would die,
And a cold dream is not something I want.

Yet, it has long been true, all my dreams shall never come true.
For all my dreams were told to the adults when they asked.
 
I guess you never really noticed


I guess you never really noticed,
That I wish my best were better.
That I wish this test were over.

I guess you never really noticed,
That you constantly forget my name
—The name you dared to give me.

I guess you never really noticed,
But I really do hate you, you know?
For the fate you expect of me.

I guess you never really noticed,
The sounds that I like to listen to,
The colours; clothes I like to wear.

And I wish I never noticed that you really do love me.
Although, in time, I will fade away from your heart.

Thank you anyway.

I could sing, smile, laugh,
write, think, dance, dream,

watch dandelion seeds
flutter on the wind's road,

hear the rustling leaves
as I walk on the pavement,

stare into the eternal sky
whilst ants climb my back

and it's all because of you.

I will love you, forever.
Even when I fade away.
 
Looking out the window.


I was brewing tea.
But then I looked out the window,

The stars were crying,
The wind was whining,

Somewhere in someplace
A person I hurt is smiling.

I started crying as well.

Every golden star
shone like gilden bells.
Little raindrops trickled
down the window's glass.

Wonderous, was the mirror
into the endless universe
Sonderous, were the people
the same as any other creature.

Goodnight, my millions of crying stars.
Goodbye, the transient tears I've wept.

With My over-steeped tea,
With my dampened cheeks,
I bid to you: "adieu adieu,"
To the fair places, I know not.
 
Ill as an Adult.


I woke up today and felt sick.
My head is hot, the wind is not.
My hands are cold, I feel so old.

Planting my head in my hands,
I feel much better, although—

I am not yet better.
I still become deader.

Please give me posies of heather,
In white, to ward off bad weather.
In white, or just give me heather.

Sneezes and sneezeweeds
Fall out of my mouth
Fall out of my eyes
Fall down my cheeks.

Oh, what I would do for
posies of poppies, in white;
For then – Venus' carriage
shall take me to the e'en star.

Where my fluttering head
Shall flutter and flitter not.

But—

Only if my head is planted in my hands.
 
Stars don't twinkle.


When will the sun explode?
I would it do so today, tonight.
It would be gorgeous.
Oh, but a girl can dream.

I want to fall in love, truly.
Like in a fairytale, like the little mermaid.
When will the lilacs bloom?

I will count the days until then,
and each day, a thought will show.

Time is moving faster.
Even when I count the minutes
Even when I count the hours
Time still moves faster.

I began staring at the sky,
it isn't blue, was what I thought.
I reached out, for a cloud,
and I realized I couldn't touch it.
Not anymore.

Everything has changed since then.
Yet some things still stay the same.

When will the moon collide with earth?
Please just do it tonight, today.
Then...
Oh, but a girl can dream.

I wish I could throw myself into the ocean,
and feel the water enter my throat,
my stomach, my lungs. Everything.
I could become seafoam.

I count the faces of the crowd,
I see my friends, but they don't see me.
I count the petals on each flower,
I count the snails on my bag,
the bloodsuckers on the petals
the birds that fly overhead.

Dandelion seeds flutter in the wind.
A yellow butterfly struggles in the breeze.

I looked in the mirror. Everything is wrong.
I can't stand it. This is wrong. This is so wrong.
I can't stand it. What is wrong with me?
I can't stand it. Why can't I? What happened?
I can't stand it. When did everything change?
I can't stand it. I can't see with my heart.
I can't stand it. My eyes, my hair, my skin.
I can't stand it. The rain, the sound of my voice.

Please let me go back.

But
nobody answered.
And so, I continue.
 
Half the world we'll never see.


Sometimes
Boys will become women. Girls will become men.

Sometimes
Women will become men. Men will become women.

To be brought up as a girl, to be brought up as a boy.
To grow up to be a woman, to grow up to be a man.
They see a world completely unlike the other.
An experience unlived, half of the world unseen.
Sure, there's in between, neither, none or either...

But

I will never be a woman / I will never be a man
 

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