Poetry

[Fourthdimension]

Hi i just thought i would post some of my peoms here for who ever would like to read them. feedback would be appriciated thanks also i am geordie (a scottish/english accent) so most of my poems might have a litle acenting in that makes the rhyming less apperant

TITLE: Words Of A Man

To everybody who wants to find a special someone they can snuggle into

i am a warrior the king of the world
i fight for my people but kill for my girl
thrills that curv the blade of thy knife
the glory of day slowly trembles to night
as the story begins i tell one tale
bout a man on a horse brittle and frail
once he use to ride rich with pride
but now his soul has been split concise
cause time passes man by you just need to stand and ride
and when you fall pick up your pride
cause i will not fall on these cobled knees and hands
i will not trail along thy sands
i will walk with passion and speak with pride
and stand every bout in this boxing fight
i am ali king of this ring
i am luther king of words
i speak for freedom i fight for my land
i talk about peace and not devoired by glam
i have ethics and stand by morale
i walk this earth as a man


Michael Bosher
Copyright ©2008  FourthDimension


When i write i usally write in metephors that people dont even realise i am writting so most of my poetry is nt to be taken litral but to interpretted as the reader percieves it

[Fourthdimension]

TITLE: Faith when falling


My sword, my pride 'n' honour, my life, my guilt/
My hard side to horror, my hand to the hilt/
My guilty links to the chain........., Blood spilt/

My story begins with terrible sins/
Feral men with a shield of kin's/
Hunt for me on this field of limbs/
Spears of saintin' pierce my skin......I stand/
Fatal wounds delivered by the hands of man/
Weaken me and force me to the sand/
Down on my knee's I can feel from me the life flee/
My hands grasp one another like to lovers meant to be/
'N' I pray to the stars askin' god to forgive me 'n' end all wars/

My vision soars, to fishing shores, my land away from viscous broads/
Away from where titans fight, from plunder and rape, from gory sights/
Where fate delivers man away from thundering fights, from blood red ripe/
God protects the hills where this man lays his head to night/

There are no moral's to this story abroad/
No treasure to be won, no golden hoard/
Just a prayer from a dying man/
Trying' to heal the seeping wounds of his dying land/
His words recite "one mans life, one mans stars, one mans strife another mans wars/

[NurIsMyLight]

when i doubtfully try to believe and sleep through the night,
the clashes of emotions wake me up and make me shiver with fright.
emotions that are not even mine ad never felt,
their owners come seeking for help and their problems dealt.
i feel someone else's emotions all the time,
so frequently i don't even know which ones feel like mine.
i feel the intensity of the unknown emotions more than the owner itself
and there is no way it'll stop and no one can come and help..

i just want it to stop and not feel it anymore,
i don't want my head to swim in pain and my heart to grow sore.
i want to know who i am and why i am here,
so i live myself before the pain becomes more painful to bear.
i want to turn the switch off and not feel the agony anymore,
i don't want, i just don't want to, if this is not right.
i don't want to feel something i don't even know of,
but i still feel the drastic intensity of someone else's heart far off..

i feel their cries of pain ever so bitterly,
i hear their wails of help, i want to quit early,
i can't bear to hear the strangers cry at night,
i can't bear to see them squirm in pain of light.
i can't see them suffer it so,
i feel it for them and after that they let me go.
without a sorry or a thank you they leave me,
to feel their agony, and let them live their lives happily.

that's how it works the design of cruel fate,
just won't let me breathe till i am nothing but useless bait,
just won't let me have the happiness for which i longingly wait.
it will just let me die of the pain on which i concentrate.
my heart feels heavy, my lungs full of water,
my eyes grow red acting like a robot.
just pretend that there is no pain at all,
in what i do, i should never word my loss..

if that's how it has to be, then so be it,
if this is how important my being happy is then beat it.
'cos life for me has always been like this,
keep on giving mercifully and keep others in a bliss.
just give others your world, and all you ever did for,
and keep taking their pain as if it were yours,
let them forget what i did, let them forget my name.
and never let them know who i am because i wither away in the silent flame..

[Fourthdimension]

Hi,
I like your poetry. I enjoy reading other peoples poetry because weirdly it makes me feel like i can get to know people more and sometimes because they are describing something i have been through. most of all  i think its just because i feel that you can interpret or read between the lines of there poem and understand things or how they feel about things that they wuld never openly talk about.

I havent wrote poetry for a while now but i might write some tomorrow and share it on here if its an ok poem.

do you have any more poetry?
You should share more poetry i enjoy reading poetry

take care

[NurIsMyLight]

Hi,
I'm sorry I may be mistaken, are you talking about my poetry or the respectable ones above?

[Fourthdimension]

I was talking about your poetry. The post just above my last post in this topic.

[NurIsMyLight]

Why, thank you.
I can send you some of mine if you like and I agree that I can read a person better if I read something they write. The way a person deals with emotions often shows their true personality.

[Fourthdimension]

that sounds good