This one was inspired by a film I watched called Song for a Raggy boy.
Weep not for the innocent who have died,
For their tears will never again fall,
Weep not little one your time will soon come,
Though you think your safe forever,
Enjoy what you have while it lasts within,
For nothing lasts forever,
The song the bird sings is ended by a shot,
And the schoolchild dies alone.
Weep not though you feel the tears flowing,
Smile a little instead,
For the ones you cry for feel no more,
Their blood has run too cold,
Stand tall little one, stand tall and true,
Though you feel like falling asleep,
For this could be the last day you have,
And you never will smile again.
The child that spends its whole life crying,
Or weeping for others sins,
Is a child that never will know true life,
For their eyes are blinded by tears,
And though they die they never lived,
So innocence had they none,
They knew only hardship and misery,
Where a child should know none.
Weep not for the innocence you have lost,
That never will return,
Weep rather for the innocence you never had,
And the fact you could not help,
Smile through your tears though you want to cry,
But remember it will die,
Like the flower in winter it will fade away,
Perhaps never to return again.
And this one was just because I wished to enter a contest.. but I kinda liked it.. criticism is always welcome:P
The moons shines silver within the night,
The stars above like rays of light,
I sit and smile and watch alone,
upon that which will never be my own,
Beneath the moon: within the other side of time,
I wonder if another lies,
Her eyes fixed on those rays of light,
Beneath that beauty we call the sky,
I wonder if her tears fall bright,
Upon her pillow when she sleeps,
For somewhere beneath that rounded face,
I sit and weep for the beauty of the night,
But within another time, my other life,
Did I enjoy the night so much?
Did every star make me long,
To go back there and sing my song?
I have to wonder sometimes when I see,
In my minds eye: Is that girl me?
Did I once sing to the rising sun?
Ignore the velvet of the nighttime sky?
How could I have be so very blind,
To the comforts that the dark can offer.
Still at least now I know the truth,
The dark it comforts me anew,
For within the dark shines the moon so bright,
forgiveness and sweetness are her other true names,
So I sit and smile and watch alone,
Upon that which will never be my own,
While the moon shines silver within the night,
And the stars above like rays... of light!
more typical poetry..:P
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more typical poetry..:P
There is none you can trust but yourself.. everyone else will either betray you or ask more of you than you can give.
Hi Sephiroth ~
Welcome to the Forum
. Your poem really seems to underscore, in a most unusual way, that life is for the living; death means the end of suffering; and that we owe it to life to live it as fully as we can, while we have it. It has an intensity that I'm certain was in the film, as well.io
Not that I didn't like other line combinations, but I wanted to point out these that touched me:
"The dark it comforts me anew,
For within the dark shines the moon so bright,
forgiveness and sweetness are her other true names,"
~ Lizzytysh
Welcome to the Forum

Not that I didn't like other line combinations, but I wanted to point out these that touched me:
"The dark it comforts me anew,
For within the dark shines the moon so bright,
forgiveness and sweetness are her other true names,"
~ Lizzytysh