Passed (Most Recent Poem)

I almost passed in the midst of night,
Due to a thought I held so tight.
The soft embrace I once adored,
A mistake i made and left to endure.

Pass did that moment of regret,
No longer was I left to fret.
Pass did the pain I endured,
Only for more tears to be assured.

Passed has the time we once enjoyed,
Washing away in a crimson tide.
Her embrace now replaces mine,
But your mind will never recline.

Passed has the tears, anguish, jealousy, and pain.
Passed has the moments we once proclaimed.
Passed has the sweet embrace we shared.
Passed within the crimson tide.


Below I've posted the link to my mini-blog, a public area where I've posted pretty much every poem I've written, dating back to 2006.
http://www.byond.com/members/Lburn

Wow! How did I miss this thread?

Quite a nice poem there, Jaed. I'll try to read through your blog when I have time.



~Ryuu

Nice, your into poems. Was my hobby for ages too, but in german and my muse is gone saway for a long time

JohnnyRico wrote:

Nice, your into poems. Was my hobby for ages too, but in german and my muse is gone saway for a long time

You should start writing again and share them with us, Johnny. ^^


~Ryuu

Hmm, mabe today. Because I forgot my Energie Cable for my Laptop. So I can only use it for one hour and then ... I have to kill time the "old" way -.-

THAT REALLY SUCKZ!!!

But to write german poems and then share them with you, does not make much sense, or??? ^^ If I translate them, the "Jambus" and "Daktik" wouldnt work

Ah yes, the language barrier. I understand that poems are at their best when read/recited and understood in the language they were originally written in. Too bad, I don't understand German.



~Ryuu

Wouldnt hurt to try though , and I'm happy you liked it.

Ah dont have much time for the Poems. I am a lazy guy and started to write a book, so my whole writing is into this. But If the Muse kisses me, I will give you the result in german and translated to English.

Code:

Dreams
Dreams at night,
And at day.
Dreams of sorrow,
And pain.

Dreams at dusk,
And at dawn,
Dreams of ducks,
And swans.

Are our lives just a dream?
Or even a nightmare?
One you wish to wake up,
One where you knew all the answers.

One that you ruled,
And not that rules you.
Every thought,
Every fright.

That you sought,
And thought you might,
Every sound in the night,
That you wake up to in fright.

Every storm in the day,
Even when you just want to play.

Our dreams are just lies,
Waiting with all its might.

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This is the one I liked ^.^

I must admit that you got the talent in writting. I see that in all poems you add your real feelings of that moment and it's very beautiful because this way you create a real piece of art (:

Thank you very much, I'm very flattered, especially since you liked a poem that I wrote when I was like.. 13 or 14