.:. Poems .:.

[skrundle]

Um, hi! I'm crashing waves; and I'll basically just be putting my poems on here every time I write one!

Critique is appreciated!!

Keep checking the front page for new additions!! <3

First try:

When I was little
I would sit and watch the train go by
Some said it was too loud
Some said it was too much
I said it was beautiful.
It zoomed by and whistled its arrival at me
Whisking up a wind that snatched up my hair
Gliding by on the rails
It was beautiful.

Trains are
Lovely, deadly things.
If you look too hard, they might snatch up your soul
Trains take the ghosts where they want to go.

That's what he had told me
Along with that he loved me
And that he'd never leave me
One day, we'd be married
Tied together in a strong bond of hope and happiness
Our love was a train.

Trains are
Lovely, deadly things.

But he started to fall away
Like a fragile, crisp leaf at the start of a bitter winter
Something inside him faded
And on that night, that cold night
He told me he needed to catch the midnight train
I was angry, I said nothing
Only looked away, that selfish wretch I was
I heard him say he loved me once again
And he whispered this to me.

Trains are
Lovely, deadly things.
If you look too hard, they might snatch up your soul
Trains take the ghosts where they want to go.

He stood there
Like the dying leaf caught in a snowdrift
My beautiful, dying leaf
He waited for the train
He stood facing away, tears running down his pale face
Standing right in the middle of the tracks
Because he couldn't be late for the midnight train.

He cried in pain.
I cried in sorrow.
Though he didn't have time to finish his cry
The train came and left.

And now I sit and watch
I watch in horror
At the train, the lovely, deadly train
Who's snatched up his soul
And pulls on my hair
And hurts my poor ears as it screams over the rails.

I want to ride the train
I don't want to be left behind
Tonight I leave to catch the midnight train.

Because trains are
Lovely, deadly things.
If you look too hard, they might snatch up your soul
Trains take the ghosts where they want to go.

Second try:

I'm ridiculed
Shunned
Abused
Tormented

Why?
I ask
Why me?

What did I do wrong?
What did I say wrong?
What is it that makes me 'not good enough?'
Why me?

Wouldn't you figure
That sometimes, just sometimes
I'd need somebody to run to?
Somebody to hug and be consoled by?
Somebody to feel true love in their hearts for me?
Just sometimes?

That's just a mere fantasy for me.

What if you were in my shoes
Needing, longing for somebody
To acknowledge that you lived and breathed
To remind you not to listen to the things they say
Because you're good enough in their eyes.
What if?

That would be a mere fantasy for you.

Third Try:

Putting the star up on the tree,
Eating candy canes so gleefully

Gathering for the Christmas story 'round the table,
About how Jesus was born in that cold stable

Wrapping my coat on nice and snug,
Warm chocolate milk hot and steamy in my mug

Stepping out into the frostbitten night,
Singing carols to others' delight

Unwrapping presents, tossing the paper on the ground,
Peer inside the box where a new treasure has been found

Beloved relatives, long time no see,
Can't you stay a little longer with me?

Getting cozy around the fire,
I hope these good times never retire

Clearing the road for all the reindeer,
Christmas time is finally here.

[mothflight]

It seems like your very good by your sig Lol XD i havent heard yet but yay i like poems, I stink at writting them do so i usually stay away from um

[skrundle]

Done with my first one.

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Bump.

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Bump. Writing the second one.

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Second one finished. <3
Woah. Sorry if they've been slightly on the depressing side. xD
But don't worry, I'll be trying my very best to write more cheerful ones from now on. ^_^
At least, I'll try! xD