STONE BY STONE I have a wall you cannot see Because it's deep inside of me. It blocks my heart on every side And helps emotions there to hide. You can't reach in, I can't reach out, You wonder what it's all about The wall I built that you can't see Results from insecurity. Each time my tender heart was hurt The scars within grew worse and worse So stone by stone, I built a wall, That's now so thick it will not fall. Please Understand that it's not you- Continue trying to break through. I want so much to show myself And love from you will really help. So bit by bit Chip at my wall, Till stone by stone it starts to fall. I know the process will be slow- It's never easy to let go Of hurts and failures long ingrained, Upon one's heart from years of pain, I'm so afraid To let you in; I know I might get hurt again. I try so hard to break the wall, But seem to get nowhere at all. For stone upon each stone I've stacked, And left between them not a crack. The only way To make it fall is imperfections in the wall. I did the best I could to build A perfect wall, but there are still A few small flaws, which are the key To breaking through the wall to me. Please use each flaw To cause a crack To knock a stone off of the stack. For just as stone by stone was laid With every hurt and every pain, So stone by stone the wall will break As love replaces every ache. Please be the one Who cares enough To find the flaws, no matter what.
I'm Gay I once loved one man, he took my only heart and right there in front of me, he ripped it apart I know he didn't mean to, and the fault is mine to blame but the guilt and pain remains all the same but now I understand, why he ran away now I understand why he didn't stay he was afraid to love, and afraid to take a chance he was afraid to leave and make another stance he was afraid to make his mark on societies wall he was afraid to take a leap, as he could fall he would have rather stayed inside that rotting jail he rather stay with society, even though I paid bail he made his mind and stayed with society even though he had his chance to be free so now as I sit outside societies dream I linger like a nightmare, making people scream they say its just a phase, that I'll get over it soon they say its a disease, like the werewolf and the moon but deep down in my heart, I know it isn't so because I have to be strong, so I can show people like the one man who threw me in a bin that no matter how hard they try, we will never give in! cause what's the point of hurting us? so we can feel bad? so we can understand what its like to be sad? well we already know just how it feels cause it is so hard for us to reveal that we like the same sex, and who really gives a damn? goes in the end we all still go all cold and clam so who cares if I'm gay! I am proud to be because in my world I take it as a victory that I can make a choice and stand from the rest be an individual and try my best and kids at school may laugh at me and call nasty names but you know what? it doesn't matter it's all a game! cause later on in life they will suddenly see that the reason I was gay, was because it was me so go on a call out names and raise your heads so high but remember who I am, just before you die remember that I was strong and managed to pull through and remember that if I can do it, then so can you so today I stand and say that I am proud to be gay and if I had a choice... I'd have it no other way!
Someone Special by unknown There's someone special in my life Who doesn't know I care I wish I could let her know it But let it show, I wouldnt dare. I don't want to even risk it I don't want to even try For if she knew I felt this way I'd feel insecure and shy. I never thought I'd feel this way I never thought I'd care There's something in that smile of hers That makes me stop and stare. How can I tell if she likes me? Will she ever look my way? I'll keep my feelings hidden for now And save them for another day. ---------- Post added 13th Mar 2013 at 03:35 PM ---------- With Honor by unknown If I have to be your best friend If that's all that I can get Then I'll take that job with honor I'll be the best one yet. I'll offer you my shoulder I'll show how I care I'll be there when you need me I'm not going anywhere. If I have to be your best friend The one who heres you cry Then I'll take the job with honor I'll take the job with pride. My love for you is stronger Than you will ever know But for you to ever love me I will have to let you go. You need time to find your purpose You need time to sort your thoughts But when the course has ended And the race is finally run. Remember it's your best friend Who has loved you from day one.
Author: LoVeLy_CaLiGrL1_18 It Matters.......... My father asked if I am gay I asked, Does it matter? He said, No, not really I said Yes He said get out of my life. I guess it mattered. My boss asked If I am gay I asked, Does it matter? He said, no, not really I told him Yes He said, you are fired, dike. I guess it mattered. My friend asked If I am gay I asked, Does it matter? He said, No, not really I told him Yes He said, Don't call me your friend. I guess it mattered. My lover asked, Do you love me?? I asked, does it matter? she told me Yes I told her I love her. she said, let me hold you in my arms. For the first time in my life, something matters God asked me, do you love yourself? I asked, does it matter? He said Yes I said, How can I love myself?? I am gay He said, that is the way I made you. Nothing will ever matter again.
121. "I Have a Rendezvous with Death" - Alan Seeger I Have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade, When Spring comes back with rustling shade And apple-blossoms fill the air— I have a rendezvous with Death When Spring brings back blue days and fair. It may be he shall take my hand And lead me into his dark land And close my eyes and quench my breath— It may be I shall pass him still. 10 I have a rendezvous with Death On some scarred slope of battered hill, When Spring comes round again this year And the first meadow-flowers appear. God knows 'twere better to be deep Pillowed in silk and scented down, Where love throbs out in blissful sleep, Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath, Where hushed awakenings are dear... But I've a rendezvous with Death At midnight in some flaming town, When Spring trips north again this year, And I to my pledged word am true, I shall not fail that rendezvous. Thank you Gears of War for showing me this awesome piece of literature.
Out of the Blue I wish we could have time to talk this through, But you just came out of the blue. I know you might not love me this way, But this is what I have to say. When I met you I couldn't get you off my mind, You seemed so beautiful, pure, and kind. As time went on, I saw it was true, The only thing I wanted was you. I told you everything about me, My soul laid bare for you to see. Even though I thought it wasn’t right, I confided in you every night. You stood by me when all else failed, And in the end your light prevailed. There wasn’t much in return to do, But I’ll do anything because I love you. I know that I can’t be with you, I can’t deny, it’s time you knew. You are my greatest friend, I’ll love you until the end. Beauty Do not deny your fears exist, They’ll drag you down, can’t resist. Hell dips deeper then you know, Come with me, and it I’ll show. But once you’ve seen, you can’t depart, Caught up in Hades’ dismal art. But wonders there be here too, Though not the kind you thought you knew. Drink in the flaming sights, As beauty climbs to twisted heights. There is no God to free you now, Deep within your soul you know. For now you watch the sinners burn, But soon it will be your turn. Now, well-warned as you are, Be glad you look on from afar.
It's so hard for me to get into poetry, but I know it's just because I haven't found a style/poet that I like. Makes me sad.
I haven't named it yet, but here's one of mine. Some will say that being gay is a choice, that I choose to love other boys. In a way they are right, on this subject let me shed some light. In my youth I dreamed of a wife, for I was taught this was the way of life. I had a fiancé you see, and she meant a lot to me. But the relationship was work, not pleasure. What was missing I couldn't measure. I would have thoughts of other men, but I pushed them into my minds trash bin. I eventually convinced myself it was okay, that would never happen in real life, no way. Until one fateful day she came to me to say "it's not working, I'm leaving" it felt like my heart started bleeding. Looking back at memories with her so fondly, I realized my heartache was from being lonely. The problem I had wasn't with she, it was with me. So I dove into myself with a hunger, like a pirate after his plunder. I foraged through memories to figure out who I am, then it hit me like waters from a breaking dam. It was then that I made the choice you speak of, it was then that I decided to rise above. I wasn't going to hide anymore. Like a drowning man who finds the shore, it was such a relief to not have to hide like a thief. So yes, I made a choice. To find my voice. And what do people like you think about who I truly am? Well frankly, I don't give a damn.
Location, Location, Location I could have kissed you under cherry blossoms, pale petals drifting down like the trees wanted to pretend they could be snowclouds. I could have kissed you in the rain, drenched to our bones and not even caring that the skies opened up above us and tried to wash us out. I could have kissed you in a clearing in the most secluded woods, with just the sound of wind rustling through the leaves and a few voyeuristic finches peeping at us. Instead, I kissed you in the parking lot of a Waffle House, just shy of 2 a.m. in the middle of a hectic week, with our waitress grinning at us from the other side of the window, because, honestly, how could I not?