Poems

Hmm...Two points for Twilight/New Moon related ane one for otherwise? Don't forget to mention your house!

The Dark
Life before you was a moonless night, beautiful yet desolate,
but there were stars, points of reason, points of light.
I believed I was complete in myself, needing nothing,
not knowing I'd need your beautiful living bright.

You shot over my sky, a meteor in flame and sparks,
there was brilliancy, beauty, danger, strength.
You set my world on fire, fed by my need for you,
I couldn't be parted from your light for any length.

But as all things must pass, you passed over the horizon.
I was blinded. Everything was darkness and black,
no light, no reason, no stars or hope or love,
I let the pain have me, waiting for you to come back.

Written for New Moon

Oh, and I'm Alice House...

I'm alice house too!

Here's a poem I wrote about the whole Twilight Series. It kind of talks about the issue of Edward changing Bella. It has no title.


For you
time folds upon itself
slippery like black water.
For me
I feel the rough texture of years
by the way my skin wrinkles
and clings gently to my bones.

For you
the years fold upon themselves
like waves, you find no difference
between generations.
For me
I live a slideshow
sequential, peristant
dark shapes that fade in
memory.

For you
I wonder, am I just another
rise in a ring of ripples?
When I plunge away beneath the tide
Will I leave a residue?
For me
I will always remember
how your cold fingers merged with mine
and you pulled me away from
the burning black water
To truly feel the moonlight.

The Pro's and Cons of Love

And so they were,
As Romeo and Juliet.
They loved,
They lost,
And they found eachother.
In a strange but known land.
There love was lost,
Then love was found.
The time was right,
Their bond was bound.
He showed her love,
She gave him hope.
He paid her strength,
She showed the ropes.
If only time healed,
As if it were real.
No-one knows,
The meaning of it.
These two know one thing,
That thing is love.
Nothing can break that.
And as time passes,
So do their hearts,
Into the others hands.

Esme House

Ooooh! I love the last line of that! My creative writing teacher always says last lines are supposed to be the most powerful, but I can never get them to be But that one is REALLY powerful!

Thanks!!

Yea, both poems rock.

Emmet house
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This one has to do with Edward at the beginning of Twilight.

Resisting Temptation

As you walked passed me,
I smelt your floral scent,
It made me thirsty for your blood,
Sang out to me,
It was so very odd,
You hard to read,
Unlike the others,
I ran away,
I felt weak,
I came back to Forks,
And resisted Temptation,
Temptation to kill you,
To drink your blood.

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This one has to do with Bella in New Moon

Lost

When you went away,
I didn’t know what to say,
I cried for weeks on end,
I all my CDs away,
I gave up all my old ways,
I lost all the friends I gained,
I found a way to forget your name,
I was there with Jacob Black,
I werewolf that is young,
We fixed up motor cycles,
I jumped off of a cliff,
And now I am here,
Getting you out of this.

Ostentatious, I like that second one alot. It has a good rythm. Yeah, I really love poetry. Its really fun to read for me.

zabella wrote:

Ostentatious, I like that second one alot. It has a good rythm. Yeah, I really love poetry. Its really fun to read for me.

Same here.
That is why I am so happy that my class is doing poetry for this English unit.
I really like that last poem too by the way. Lost. Even the title has good meaning.

bellasbest<3 wrote:

zabella wrote:

Ostentatious, I like that second one alot. It has a good rythm. Yeah, I really love poetry. Its really fun to read for me.

Same here.
That is why I am so happy that my class is doing poetry for this English unit.
I really like that last poem too by the way. Lost. Even the title has good meaning.

Yea..Hey, Litz...Should I post the one that I read in class on Thursday? The one I made, not ones from the poetry book. I'm not sure, only 'cause it doesn't really deal with Twilight...

It does sorta...remember, im like "Is this supposed to relate to Jacob, Edward and Bella?"

But yes, I think you should.

I wrote another poem. This one sort of describes the way Bella felt after Edward left, and also how she felt when she was drowning after jumping off the cliff. Sorry for the depressing topic.

No more
No more love
No more joy
No more life
as the world caved in
catching me, crushing me
so all that I felt
Was how the cold, like water, filled me
So all that I tasted
was the burning toungue of the ocean
So all that I heard
was your melodious voice
that, even now, I reached for
as it shredded me apart.

And I know you told me not to
But you're not here to see
And why would you care?
I'm all alone
frightened
so what else is there to do?

Because you're not here
I'm lost in dark water
that stretches, meshes,
into darkness.
I need some way
to rememember that feeling
And I don't care
what happens next.
I spun in circles,
dizzy, confused,
until I lost myself
When you left,
drifted, like clouds, away
from me
When you became no more.

That is so beautiful! You are an amazing writer!

You left me just standing here,
you left me broken hearted,
I had had my doubts,
but I never thought,
that you would have departed.

You left me just standing here,
you left me alone in the trees,
you think its for the better,
maybe it is,
but it feels like waves crashing in open seas.

You left me just standing here,
you left me empty inside,
I love you so much,
how could I let this happen,
this was a horrible ride.


The last line is horrible, I know, but this is one of my *not so good* poems, but its the only one I can find about Twilight/New Moon. I can tell what exactly its about... lol. It's obvious.

Esme House.
*Vote Rockon for head of Esme house*

I got a free-verse poem! I'm not very good at them, but it is pretty much all about New Moon and Twilight. Yea!

Shimmer
The beautiful boy with the bronze hair,
the tawny eyes, the frozen skin and heart,
Adonis that lives and breathes,
and sparkles in the sun.
He played havoc with my heart,
made the rhythm pulse and sputter,
a smile hovering on his lips.
I could have sworn that you weren't real,
a piece of imagination that glittered in that meadow,
but when you said that you loved me,
you were more real than the face in the mirror.
Why did you leave, on that fateful birthday?
To keep me safe? Because you didn't want me?
Did you lose interest in me? Want me to move on?
Did you want me to be with him? The other boy, Jake?
No, I thought. Never with someone else. Not Jake.
My best friend, your worst enemy.
Choosing sides, the hardest part. Who will I choose?
The beautiful boy who becomes a huge canine?
Or the shimmering figment of imagination?

Rockon, I love that poem. And your avatar is quite possibly the coolest thing since, uh, cyber cookies (lol).

If a poetic description of what being changed feels like, this could probably suffice....t doesn't feel done though....

as he bites my neck
i feel a change
liquid fire begins
coursing through my veins

scorching imperfections
killing the human me
this liquid fire
leaves no blood left to bleed

Ok...a poem...

[/b]Since You've Been Gone[b]

I cannot breathe,
I cannot see,
because you were always
right beside me.

I am alone,
Forlorn, with no hope,
reigned to end my days
in an endless mope.

I hope you can hear me,
I remember it clearly,
The day you slipped away,
was the day i succumbed, nearly,

to Death,
not life,
stuggling painfully
to end this strife.

You said you did not care,
That broke my heart
I could not bear
to be apart.

On the outside i smiled
on the inside, I bled.
I cried my self to sleep,
remembering what you said.

Since you've been gone,
I have realized
I cannot move on,
though I may try.


Rosalie House

Another poem...

In Love

This wonderful feeling,
I cannot shake.
I know what it is,
I'm afraid I'm too late.
Bird are singing
inside my head.
Spring feelings are everywhere
I turn and watch the flowers bloom,
and I say to myself,
So this is Love.
Love that inspires the poet,
who writes sonnets and plays that i feel were meant for me.
Love that is sung about,
on every soundtrack and CD.
No wonder this wonderful emotion
causes so much joy and pain.
So powerful, so intoxicating
It puts anger and rage to shame.
Only one worry on this Cloud Nine,
Does he love me back,
or is it not real this time?
Does he want to hold my hand?
In his own cold one, does he understand?
That i love his topaz eyes, his pale skin,
so bloodless,
unlike my own?
His bronze hair that shines in the rare sun,
i love, just like my own?
I want to spend forever with him,
until the end of time.
A permenant and unbreakable hold, he says i have,
And I know he has the same on mine.

ya'll are all really good at this!
i wish i was as good!

Okay, I did some too (couldn´t sleep... :) )

Please keep in mind I´m not a native English speaker!
I know I have mistakes in them, sorry!

My Meteor

Through snow and ice
Through lonelyness
Through everything
I went

There was a missing part in me
But never it was felt

And now the life
Is changed for me
Now everything is new

I´m different now
And all this change
Is coming up
From you.


(Now guess who´s pov this is...)

I think I´m in kind of an "Edward-stage"...





And one more...:





And a last one: (originally it was part of the "Without You")




Eehaaa! Carlisleres go, we need to be creative!
And all those peoms are amazing, I love to read them.
It´s so nice Stephenie created those books. I so enjoy all this!

They are all twilight/new moon related, if you can tell.
for Jasper House


where
here
looking
searching
nothingness
a waving sea of green
streches out before me
taunting me
what do you see?
no.
there is nothing.
my brain says
but my heart-
my heart keeps searching
looking for the feeling
i had locked away
but no.
the feelings hold nothing
nothing but pain.
then a voice
the voice
calling
how?
i fall.
_______________________________

hole
burning
searing
clawing hole
waiting
feeling for a weakness
one weakness!
enough to grow
engulf me
use me
burn me as fuel
to enlarge itself.
i hold my heart together.
the only way.
the throbbing in my ears
is not a heartbeat.
but the echo of a lonely drum
hollow like me
proceding in its rythm
Alone.
alone
alone.......
defenseless.
____________________________

well!
there it was.
once in a lifetime!
love.
unexpected
confuzeing
bewildering
love.
blinding
overwhelming
enveloping
love.
tenacious
unwavering
stubborn
love.
stupid
assuming
unthinking
love.
but it was love.
it seemed true.
so true
almost everlasting.
then came the coldness
the deadness
the revelation.
he changed his mind.
of course.
i am nothing,
he is everything.
of course.
but why did it hurt?
i did not ask for or need it before.
but it came, and with it, need.
the withdrawl is not quick
and time never heals.
stupid lamb.
________________

What is a tear?
it is a drop of my soul.
so may tears
so much wandering
so much gone that i am worn thin
hollow
like a balloon i pulse with the beat around me
but i do not dance
like a drum i beat out the lime
but i do not sing
like a robot going through motions
without feeling
all for tears.
is not crying better
if you know you are alive?
is it not better
to feel like you are dying
than to die and not move on?
bound here, in the place where it started?
where the first tear fell?
where i lost my soul?
tell me,
for i have lost
the ability
to know about me.