Ezekiel's Poetry

[Jason]

Well, Im a little bervous doing this, but I figure I might as well go for it. I write poetry all the time, some feedback and constructive criticism can only help.


Tragedy falls on those who hate
But to those who love, well
Tragedy is just a line in which they wait
With blood on their hands
Waves of tears on the shores
Crashing down, into a spiral
Offspring of your frowns

They can tell a sob story if you want them to
Even if littered with lies, tears will be true
I sense some concern, in this blood I taste
To be brutally honest, it's harder in this hell
Going through the day without the curves of your face
The light that your eyes emit (Why's this so hard for me)
Seeing you could possibly - explain what I feel
When did pleasure go to pain?
I'd burn in hell waiting for you to explain

Now I can't feel, but I know this one will bring me down
A fatherless son, chokes on the ash of regrets
A somber reason, for all your sons to sound
The alarms as my dreams fall dead
But they can't capture me, I run on lust
I've seen your ghosts, I've done what is just
Stuck on bloody puzzles complicity
Torn away from those who hold the key
This is my last fight
Blood red is my lament's plight

[Trifle]

how long have you beenw writing i'm not to good but i see that you have alot to learn and that is rather good for your first i'm looking forward to seeing more

[Jason]

I've been writing for a year and a fw months now, and thank you

[Trifle]

don't mean to be rude but i want to read more haha

[Jason]

All roads have their ultimate end
Searing heat, blistered feet
Misery on the road less traveled
Be proud that you were nothing special in my life
Nothing but a pillow full of tears
Drowning me in my night of fears
It's always much colder in September's nights
Chills rattle bones, on a trail of loose stepping stones
Much more painful a fall, from much greater a height
So back to cold benches, lined along broken fences
I'll understand it's depth when i can see my breath
And measure how much it hurts to still pretend

[Trifle]

wow i like reminds me kinda like my old style haha but it's great keep it up man

[cresentdragon92]

nice poetry

[fallenhalo]

Like I said I love your writing!

[Jason]

This one is from late December, after I took a long walk in the snow. You'd be surprised that such simple and calm things can ease your mind.

Hollowed out footsteps tell a tale the best
Tracks crunched in the snow will help show you the rest
The colder the air the more bitter the bite
I'm in pleasant company when there's no ones in sight
And the dead air nips, and I know how it stings
But this void's the only way to wrap my mind around things
I thank you, my only friend, December's cold weather
Your cold shoulder helps me to keep it together
There's an awkward comfort in always being alone
Whispered to me are floorboards as they creak and moan
So now I'll settle into the vast and growing silence
My only comfort is knowing the coldest footsteps are behind us

[Jake]

You really can do poetry with the better way that the Others do.