From my observation, I can see short and long stories rule here so forgive me for starting a post for my sad little poems . Poems are boring. Poems are no fun. I agree. But I do try to make it short and fun. I would do long or short stories if I actually had the patience for it . Necessary information; I never majored in literature. I just have a knack for writing. So come easy with the criticism . My poems are about love ( you and you guessed it ) but it actually has dark twists to it. So, if you hate dark things don't read my poems . I'm gonna start up posting a few of my work hoping your encouragement would make me post and write more. My work is copyrighted and shouldn't be used without prior information to spacefreak (that's me, the author ). Here goes...

Empty room

Sitting in an empty room Thoughts all over the place like a scattered broom
Voices in my head tell me its all doom
Like it was there with me from the womb
I don't lament my decisions. My decisions lament me
My world is empty. No longer at ease How do I kill this ever growing pain
Like all its lost. Life without gains These words are deep but can't tell a half story
Living in troubles looking behind for glory

Smith the smitten

Woke up with a smile on my face Happy thoughts rush my mind in great pace
I lay wondering if I have been possessed
This is rare. Look around for a witness
Things so subtle make the greatest change I fear for my heart in this time of change
Stupid thing may fall in love and get broken again
My face deep in water mixing with tears
Love is for the brave and I'm truly a coward
Hiding in shadows of the past waiting for my shadow to drag me forward

The fearful warrior

What if a warrior fails in its quest, Is it destiny or lack of effort?
Does the gods will it so?
I have looked happiness in the face and turned the other way, Foolishness many may say. Everything happen for a reason so they say
Reasons unknown to man but with great meaning.
The sun is a beautiful thing, yet it burns and hurt the eyes
She is like the sun but what if I get burnt?
What if I look upon the sun and my eyes go blind?
What if the light shines only but a moment?
And darkness awaits my path like a condemned soul

hmmmmm nice one

AyokunleRuth:
hmmmmm nice one

Thank you. Would post more later.

spacefreak:


Thank you. Would post more later.

will be expecting

Broken mirrors

Mirror! Mirror! on the wall who is the fairest of them all
She's beautiful and charming and you can't have her
She's been through alot but you can't console her
She wants to be loved but you can't love her
She gets cold at night but you can't hold her
She has so much to share but her tongue is cut
She's so angelic but many demons she fought
Her heart beats but its torn in many pieces
She trusts no more. Trust is a disease.
She's the fairest of them all and you can't have her.

Just the way I like them; short and precise, and free of those big words that make you feel your dictionary is missing a few pages
Great job, keep it up

Thanks bro. We should work together.