Here you will find some of my own poems that I have written over the years. I think that I started
writing when I was 10 so I now have about 9 years of poetry collected. It is strange to see how my
style has changed over the years and also the content of the poetry.
I would appreciate any constructive criticism as I have been told by some people to send it
to a publishers but I am not quite sure whether I should. Please send any comments to me by using the link below.
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Poem One - No Title
It swells
Moving over my body, my neck, my hips, my legs
Head to toe.
A hundred hands
Pouring over, burning
Sliding, searching, touching, probing, exploring,
Dangerous, exciting.
Curl in a ball
Feel my heart beating
Breathe heavy
Into silence
Eyes shut
The hands.
Cool silk gliding
It pulsates, controls
Cruel, teasing, rough
Waiting hands, unexplainable.
Thinking, touching hands.
I am weak
Subconscious hands
Like ice, cool, helpless
Enwrapped in darkness
Waiting, hands in the darkness
Of my mind
The melody of music, touching, flowing
Moving, searching, taking
Selfish hands
Breathing, listening, pulsating
Body, Skin, Body, Skin,going deeper
Helpless, touching hands - Yearning
Hands on my face, my neck
Probing, exploring
Dangerous, exciting
My hips, my legs
Biting lip.
Holding back
No inhibitions.
Poem Two - No Title
I don't understand the words I say,
It's your voice I hear night and day.
A haunting melody.
It's in my head, it's in my mind,
You must think that I am blind,
To doubt you.
It echoes around my brain,
It's driving me insane,
Am I crazy?
Poem Three - No Title
As confusion wrecks the mind,
I have no control, no power.
These dreams I avoided until they became reality.
No longer dreams.
I see but do not see those that others see.
I have my own world.
I hold my heart.
Protecting it.
I don't know what is right.
It leads me, but in what direction?
Decisions, scathing looks, a passing glance,
Hopeful but sad.
A 'come on', a knock back,
I am afraid.
But of what I don't know.
Around me people. I watch the faces, the masks,
What are they thinking?
A hero today,
Gone tomorrow.
Nothing is certain anymore.
The guides the stars and the moon the commander
I travel searching for answers.
I lie and see the may paths,
But someone must get hurt.
I know that someone will be me.
In a trapped world,
The faceless thrive,
And each goal is set.
Forever striving,
But for what?
I will know.
I will find my path.
Somewhere out there beyond the cities,
The helpless,
The faceless,
The afraid.
My own path.
These are just a few of my collection. I hope that you like them.. Please do send your criticism through the e-mail link. I'm sorry that they don't have titles.. it's just that there doesn't seem to be anything appropriate to call them. They are my feelings.. no single word can describe them. Thanks for reading