I have found a talent in poem writing! And trust me, I don't have many talents. So, I pretty much write sad poems, but I guess I can side for a couple happy ones here and there. If you like, I can make poems for you. Critiques? Opinions?
Here are a couple examples-
The first one is about a guy I used to like, who abandoned me sadly.That's okay I'm over it. He was weird anyway.
Second one is a poem about my friend, who thought I ditched her. You may have read it before from my other thread.
I feel only sadness; the pain’s hard to bear
I try to ignore it; this world is unfair
I look at a picture; my tears stain the place
The most special part, the sad distant face
I cry out of anger, I scream and I shout
Though it does nothing, so I sit and pout
Tears keep on falling; to stop is a dream
Show me some light; send me a beam
I need some freedom, time just for me
Turn on the lights; that I might see
My heart has been broken; it’s not all that bad
A boy isn’t much, just a good friend I had
I’ll get over it, forget memories
Then maybe after, I’ll feel the glee
I’ll become happy, the tears no more
Then after that, my heart will soar
I’ll find another; He wasn’t the one
I’ve found the light; I’m under the sun
It wasn’t his time; nor was it mine
I’ll forget about him and it will be fine
Just bring in the light and be who you are
Then on your heart, there will be, no scar
If you get rejected then you should know
Being together was not meant to be so
You can keep trying but I’ve given up
Cuz at love, honestly, I’m only a pup
So I’ll be waiting for him this time
And I am hoping to finish this rhyme
So I’ll tell you that if he really wants me
Then he’ll come and ask for my own heart’s key
Sitting alone in the dark, comfort is all i feel
Being alone feels good, and sobbing i start to kneel
Like acid, tears burn my cheeks, and crying feels like a stab
Loneliness laughs at me, but scars are better than scabs
I can't bring myself to smile and I’m ignored when i speak
It matters not how hard i try, better to welcome a fool than a freak
Though i cry out no one hears, loneliness and sorrow are friends
Even if i scream, yell, or sob, it seems that this is the end
Eventually i find no hope and i welcome the coming death
And depressing words i scream, with painful unwanted breaths
Unfortunately i happen to live, returning to the darkness of night
And though i was born to die, the world is suddenly bright
But just when i feel like i matter, I’m wanted no longer no more
So i hang my head in sorrow, and drop my face to the floor
Everyone's better than i, in smarts and style and looks,
But pride no longer exists; for it's my pride they took
I lay facedown on the bed, feeling pity for myself,
All my sorrows and troubles are sure to bring a decrease in my health
I try to block the tears, unable to stop the flow,
I know depression is bad, but my sadness continues to grow
How can i not be sorry? How can i not feel bad?
I've tried so hard to explain to them, but t’was that friend that made me sad
If they'd understand i was sorry, if i offended them at all,
Seeing them unhappy was painful, now my world feels small
If they're reading this poem, if they had or would some day,
They should know I’m sorry to help me chase this pain away
I only want my friend back, the laughs and fun we had,
Forgive me now and accept me please, then i wouldn't feel so sad
Right now my hope is in a friend, in whom i trust and confide,
but if I face his darkness forever, I'm afraid to forever be terrified