I got "tagged" and given a topic, here are the poems that resulted. I haven't written a poem in 2 years, so I'm giving myself leeway to suck.:)

Melodies of My Muse

you play those notes with no deception
your heart is out for all to see
it never takes but just a moment
for me to breathe in what you mean
it doesn't matter if you speak it
or if its in the way you smile
your love captures every second, of the nights we spend together.
the melodies you create when we have finished,
oh, they bring me to my knees.
if i'm your muse, you are my sunrise
because it all begins with you

Candid Memories


Sometimes I mistake
My dreams of you
for reality
It never seems to matter...
if you're coming or you're going,
these memories I'm making
will go on without you.

If I'm being honest,
you're better in the real world
the one where I don't say the right thing
and my dress is wrinkled, shoes untied
these candid memories are blurry,
not so serene as the ones I dream each night

i'll keep on dreaming,
because that's who I am
but you're with me here, holding my hand
and I don't need to hold those fantasies so tight

( 2 poems )

scatterbrained.
a little bit off,
a little to the right.
all over the place,
in the very best sense.
what does it take
to be the best?
how can you force
what you dont know you want?
perfecting the art of
fearful indecision.
full of good intentions
riddled with the what if
and the why not to.
carefully plotting
the next big dream.
the next step up.
all over the place.
what's next?

emotionally inconsistent.
i cant blame it on the time of the month,
or that time you screwed me over.
i can only blame it on my melodramatic heart.

ever wonder what it would be like to be somebody else?
who hasn't.
ever wonder what it would be like to be yourself?
theres a question worth giving a moments thought.
i promise that wasn't as serious as it seemed.

i always regret what i've just spoken.

bigger dreams than i let on.
relying on what I need at the end of the day.
is it ok to walk the beaten path,
since everyone else goes the other way?

such a funny feeling,
being tired and restless at the very same time.
i'm disassociated....
just like everyone else.
yawn.
can we think of something new now?

what a tangent,
what a relief,
what a ...mess.
emotionally inconsistent.

when will it all fall apart?
when does it all come tumbling down...
bit by bit.
gonna break my heart, aren't you?
I can't afford to trust it.
too deep in this water,
to catch a glimpse of my feet.
you know i need to have control,
but you really don't care.
is this all just one big tease...
is this my tragic loss, my lost love, my biggest scar?
i smile but im waiting for
your sly grin,
while this tumbles to the ground.
undone, dead, rotten

I think I'm paranoid.
I'm afraid I'm right.


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This probably isn't what you think, it's not directed towards the bf, but actually the universe/fate/whatever.

I want to be more than myself
smarter, quicker, thinner, bitter
Who always knew, who casts the blame
aloof and obscure, (vaugely insecure)
Confusing you with my mysterious gaze
that disguises my apathy
Caring not about your eyes
or your disarming laugh
Who takes a drag from her fourth ciggarette
and tells you not to try so hard
I'm just not that girl
i'm the one who you talk to
Through the middle of the night
I'm the one who laughs at all your elaborate stories
tells you what you need to hear
Watches you from afar with a longing gaze
Who dreams too hard
cares too much
Never mind this girl
see right through that girl
I want to be more than myself
deeper, darker, intense, full of myself
I'm just never gonna turn out that way
i'm always gonna have a smile
When I greet you at the door
i'm never gonna say the right thing
at the right time
So i'm just gonna kiss you
and walk out the door
Find her in someone else
'cause I cannot pretend
That I don't want you to myself
maybe soon
you'll want that girl

unable to grasp the word forever
scared of the makings of goodbye
unsure of the depth of our ocean
sinking in the current of my mind
whispering questions that cannot be answered
searching for a sign to show it's real
hoping my feet are traveling the right path
doubting every truth I've come to know
shouting to the sky my careless desires
waiting for the voice of reason's melody
waiting..
awaiting...
when will I see?

haven't updated in here in awhile, 2 NEW poems


Kiss me cause I'm going crazy
I cant answer why.
It's everything stirring inside of me
Everything I can't let you understand.
Kiss me with those sweet, sweet lips
Undo the pain I cannot uncover
But feel with every pause I take.
Break my heart
So I can blame it all on you.
So you can blame it all on me.
Kiss me cause i'm going crazy

Gone

I want to wear my rose colored glasses
But I've been blinded by the past
I want to see that look
When I'm the only thing you want to behold
And I want you to hold onto me tight
But let me run free when I please
I want you to see the treasure
That's within my eyes and mind
I want to see the smile that softens my heart.
I want your full attention
And I want to hold your hand
I want everything out of you
But you don't want to give
So I'll say good-bye for now
And walk away
Without tears
Without a second try
And I'll hope for something more

You say you care if I never say your name again
You say you care that my tears are 'cause of you
You say you care that my heart has been stomped on
You say you care and now you feel it too.
It's not your fault,
I scream
But am I being truthful?
We both thought it would work
It didnt.
I cant make up my mind on what I truely need
Will you hold me until I do?
You say I'm special and you never want to loose me
You say you cry because you have caused my pain
You say that you dont regret what happened
You say you dont want me to go away
Please tell me the answers I'm so deperate to hear
Please, just make it all ok
Just tell me what you really want to say.

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I really don't like this poem. *laughs* I think it could be written better. But, at the same time, I remember the exact emotion I felt when I wrote this..and I think a lot of people can relate to this emotion. When you are run ragged, and you can't tell up from down, and the person you care about is the one controlling it all. You just want answers, real ones. No more games.