Silent tears of the poet

[logean]

I was wandered around, and found this on http://www.poetry-online.org

Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her

a poem by Christopher Brennan



If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?.

Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.

[trumdegaiso1vn]

Awesome, but I realized that you used some poems from other webs. WTF????

[logean]

Only one which is above your post, it's not mine and i quoted it correctly to avoid misunderstanding.But still...this is pitiful misunderstanding, it's not mine, but the rest, i wrote it by myself.
I just want to show everyone: inspiration might come from another poem as well

[trumdegaiso1vn]

Ah, Sorry, just because you write so well

How about my poem:

If I was y'all I wouldn't come around here
I'd watch both pots cause they ain't from around here
Man stay with the stizzy cause I'm from around here
And not even the cops dare to come around here

So if ya hit the ambulance it don't come around here
Now ya stuck not even cabs they don't run around here
If ya hungry pizzaman he don't come around here
And I bet Jehovas Witness they knock around here
Whips get stolen they never gettin towed around here
Stay in the news, but never nuthin' new around here

Without periods and commas :'>

[logean]

http://www.lyricsdir.com/suni-clay-i...ou-lyrics.html

Please, if you want to show this, first of all do it like me, quote nicely and we get along.

Dont ruin the beauty of its and yourself

[trumdegaiso1vn]

Comon, I just want to make it fun, but anyway, it's my bad. I love this song so much:'>.

I'll be careful, bro:whew:

[trumdegaiso1vn]

ehh. I did another stupid thing, what's wrong with me?!!!???

[Touhou no ZUN]

I've lost my muse some time ago ...

But I'll try.

Enticing the dreamer, again goes it
Musical honey and wandering bees
Vocally human yet divinely put
Down to words, down to ivresse
Players on stage, the light comes in
Here goes the world, there lies Noé.

[RATField]

I'm so sorry about my poems, since they describe exactly parts of my fics while containing my emotions. As a result, they are long and passionate.

Whatever, I did care for the rules of a poem and tried my best to express my thoughts. Thanks for your attention.

I will try to be with you and all, since longing with others is my only hope; that I know I will die in the end, then I would do things that make others smile, and when I lie down and die people will cry for me. Even if while I'm struggling to live, I hurt others, I will try doing as least as possible.

This time I won't include a poem, since I am now tired and sleepy. Thanks, my friend, for sharing our pains and happiness. Don't say anything, I know it all. Just be with me. That's all I can say.

About my two previous poems : The first is a about the last standing man going to meet the last boss of the Fifth Event, one of Events of Death that he participated unintentionally. There, he met the girl-the boss he secretly loved, and he killed her himself, then died because of the true boss. The last moment of his life, he shone up a light that he's never possessed. He had been the last Fly of his race, and at that moment, he was the Firefly.

The second poem is about the last battle between the two standing for the dark and the light : Vincent, a human who tried to gain the ultimate power from The Source of Worlds through many versions of X. He finally gained the power of Darkness and Death after absorbed all the Light of the Lifestream. The one standing for Light is Prototype X, the Prototype of all the bio-machined human beings called X, whose name is a dead hero who fought his best to protect the Light of the Lifestream last year. He then became rotten but the bio-machine in his body was woken up again by the last flow of the Lifestream. In the form of a Zombie, he wandered all places without any desire but to be able to rest forever. Vincent are his best friend from childhood. They came to the last battle between the overwhelming Dark-Vincent and the tiny-like-dust Light-Prototype X. The result was obvious. Vincent, still remains a slight humane in him, let a little time to compare his friend's life to the Darkness like the fact he has a tea that is very tasty and unresistable, before Vincent strike the last blow. At that moment, the girl who left Prototype X because she thought he had been dead come to the battle. She had found out the Zombie who always looked so sad whenever she talked to her boyfriend is her former boyfriend. She is an X, too, at that time converting her energy to the basic level then form the highest level of energy : the Lifestream. The moment the Light came to Prototype X's body is the moment Vincent's Dark Lance thrusted through her heart. The Prototype X stood up and about to charge to Vincent, but his smile stopped the raging light. He then mixed up his favourite tea, give his best friend one cup. The two drank the last tea of their lives, then a silent moment. Then they clashed into each other with fastest speed, and highest energy. A HUGE light shone...then nothing left on the doomed world. After one day, the world continue again, then everything started to live again. Everyone continue building and working. Like nothing happened. All turns out to be a tale a boy told his lover on one beautiful dawn, in an ordinary world. That's all.

After all these...I wanna tell you other tales I created, but I don't have much time and more important, writing them out in poems is not easy. Those are The Traitor of Millenium, Delinquents, The Legendary Princess, The Demon King, The Blacksmith; all them and also the fics I've described : Prototype X and The Events of Death, are from the large tittle : The Source of Worlds. The first fic of my life, Union of Light, will be the Prologue for that tittle, and the last fic of my life will end that tittle, as the Epilogue.

[logean]

@Tohou no ZUN : Give your piece a title, therefore we could catch the “surface” meaning.
Nice, but I feel a little bit unclear in your piece. You were describing the feeling of an actor or a singer ?

@ RATField: If you post up your fiction, maybe it will give me inspiration for poem works as well
I hope there will be a bloom of imagination.