Thread: Poem ..."Play my death queen"

play with my dream
play you're my death queen
i'm the falling tear
out of the falling dream
of your sin im here
in this forest of broken streams
i cry so silently
of your joy...play my dream
play my falling tears
to death i gave up
so broken streams
play you're so sweer
play my angel dream
in tears of pain i scream
melted shape you've wounded my dream...
angel of me ,play my death is near
oh my smile ,love me...
married in this ocean of solitude ...I died so silently
of my rose
death in me
for you i break my life...
for your touch of love i lose my mind
oh my tears ...i cry so silently
i scream my pain to these walls in me
im crying....the wound went so deep
play...you're my death queen

i wrote that...for those who know me....
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another one

Oh ...My Dying Dream

noone would ever see my pain
no one would ever hear my weep...in darkness
thank god is all i can say ..
i wish to stay
she'll do it again ..
shat i die to be free ?
feel my pain ..
my words are spoken ..so silently ..
desperate dream ...I'm dying
leave me to death ...Im smiling ..
my clouds of sadness had came back to be ...
here, cold ....alone ,winter is another season of rain...
it reains ....back my tears
lost .....mentally ..ill ..i become the clown of sadness....
i whispered my pain to these trees ...
they said to keep on silent ...
to lock my fears
to cry more and dream...
veilled in sadness ..that is me
and time will erase all my fears ..
as the angels of death someday will come near
take out all my fears.....mou soul
my dying dream ...its alive
here i cry ...out of hopes
to stay somewhere in you
my death is so near ...my desperate soul will be free
and my wounds...oh my wounds
oh my dream ...
keep me silent
thoese trees ..stand high ...
i stand weak ..
this aire ...cold air touchs my tears....tender
and the flying birds ...are looking at me
wondering what fault i have made.....
looking ate me...and wondering why i weep
it's cold ...and those all witness my days...
when im alive ...but so dead inside
thoese all wintess my dream
and they know that you..same ..is me
i cry
if they just can speak
they would fill this land of your tears ...
telling why im here
telling my wounds
telling my dream ..sayin im weak
telling my hopes ..telling my freas...
oh my dream....
oh how i became ..so fading away...
my falling tears ..
thank god is all i can say ...
im so done in here.....
and this life has nothing fore me.....

I hate poetry!

Poor you.

You should put both your poems on a cd and entitle it......... "Just Shoot Me".

Originally Posted by DDT

You should put both your poems on a cd and entitle it......... "Just Shoot Me".

And DDT will make a perfect soundtrack, I'm pretty sure.

I thought it was good.