[Roimata]

False Dandelion:

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The story of the bird that you told to me,
Is the only memory of you that I have left.
All the tears that have shivered throughout me,
Are the only reminders that you once existed.

I dared to wish on a false dandelion,
Just so I could feel your hand,
But the floating seeds did not flow away from me,
Instead they pecked at my skin.

The wings I once had to reach you,
Clipped and sent me through the clouds.
The whiteness that I felt so tranquil above,
Now engulfs me in total blackness.

The stars above twinkle like rippling water,
Reflecting my emotions like a mirror.
The bioluminescence of the lightning bugs,
Show the place that you can never be.

The cold covers the hand that you would hold.
If it completely numbed me,
Do you think I could see your face,
Even your eyes would be just fine.

The feet I use to run to you,
Are clumsy and bruised from chasing you.
Do you think if I just laid where I fell,
I would grow strong enough to touch you?

The eyelash you wiped off my face that day,
And made a wish to keep me forever with,
Was just enough proof to show,
That I was your false dandelion,
And nothing else.

[Roimata]

An Insect's Feelings:

Spoiler

The clouds roll by like they have a destination,
The leaves in the park encircle a sleeping dog.
Yellow weeds waver in the direction of the sunlight,
Not even a frisky cats bother to rip it up.

The mirror of the pond reflects the truth in everything,
Even the purest person looks horrid.
The greyness that covers the shadows,
Is exploited like a freak in a circus.

No matter how much I wish,
That those leaves would encircle me,
All that I can get is a reflection,
That contains a selfish me.

The ants that crawl along the sidewalk,
Create a certain peace that can not be heard.
A straight line that continues every day,
Is this what they call a utopia?

The multiple mes that scatter the Earth,
Do they all have glass that is stuck in them?
Can they see perfectly,
Or do they have a mirror reflecting their world for them?

No matter how much I wish,
I could see the world perfectly,
All that I can get is a reflection,
That contains a selfish me.

If that's all I can be,
I'll selfishly crush the ants with my thumb,
To show the jealously I feel,
That they can live in a utopia.

I look from the bridge at the people below me.
They start looking like scattered antsr.
If only they knew how much I would sacrifice,
To just be able to walk around like that,
Without feeling like an insignificant insect.

Do you think that I'm just a caterpillar,
Or a cockroach who tries too hard?

The reflection of me in the pond,
Decides to crush the leaves,
Waking the sleeping dog,
From his peaceful dream.

I soon say good-bye to my imperfect vision,
And watch the water below me ripple,
As the water reflects,
The truly selfish me.

[Roimata]

The Cave of A Hybrid:

Spoiler

I pretend to be blind.
It's just another reason to avoid you.

The touch of your hand that day,
And the trickling of your voice,
That resonated within me like an echo,
Stabs at me like a falling stalactite.

You've turned me into a hybrid.
An off-breed of envy and lust.
Don't let the sulfur fall anymore,
Or I may become a moving snottite.

You've turned me into a hybrid.
An off-breed of wrath and gluttony.
I can't feel your hand in this darkness.
Where has your kindness gone?

These eyes of mine see a distorted face,
And this face of mine feels the sting of your voice.
If the feeling of the sulfuric acid is enough to dull the pain,
Then please drown me.

You've turned me into a hybrid.
An off-breed of envy and lust.
My tongue sticks out for the taste of sulfur,
As I wait for the stalactite to fall.

You've turned me into a hybrid.
An off-breed of wrath and gluttony.
The Twilight Zone doesn't exist anymore,
All I can feel is the prickling of black.

The taste of the water burns my lungs,
As curious fish nip at my skin.
I slowly open my eyes,
And I am surrounded by yellow.

The feeling of a fish fills my senses,
And the tail fin swim away from me.
As I suck in the water,
The bubbles at the surface erase everything.

[Roimata]

Fireflies:

Spoiler

I watch a trail of ants on the sidewalk,
Scurrying around with such purpose.
I can't help but give out a sigh,
And feel a little bit envious.

I stare at the vivid blue sky,
Comforting the clouds that are lost in it.
I can't help but give out a sigh,
And feel tears bubbling at the brim of my eyes.

I glare at the stars that I can't see,
And find the area where the Summer Triangle is.
I yell, "Why do you have to be dead!"
Because I can't live on hopes anymore.

I flip over a rock beside the anthill,
Wondering what lies underneath.
As nothing crawls its way out,
I feel the coldness in my hands.

It shivers through out me,
Feeling the emptiness with goosebumps.
I start to feel a little relieved,
That I share coldness with something.

I believe if I was created as a rock,
Picked up by a playful child,
And thrown across the water,
I would be happy to smile with purpose as I drowned.

As the twilight sets,
Leaving the colors to disappear.
I finally see the stars that don't exist,
As one rises from the earth.

As I catch it in my hand,
It nudges me to let it go.
And I finally realize that my happiness,
Is making others' wishes became reality by creating living stars.

[Roimata]

^I would thank you but, alas, you're a guest so you wouldn't see my thanks. Thanks, anyways though. (Would offer a more legit response from what you said but the whole guest thing again...) Also, I'm pretty sure this was around 15k-20k last time I was here and now it's 30k. Where are all you people coming from? Who are all you people? Is someone just refreshing? :/

Anyways, two new poems to share since I've started to come to the site a little bit more.

Superstar:

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I must thank you,
For all the things you’ve done for me.
It might seem like something simple,
But little things pile up, right?

Do you think I could return the favor?
What about getting closer?
Or am I just a bit too young,
For something like that?

I guess it’s okay,
If you assume a little too much.
Something like just might be my wish,
Because experimentation is my thing.

Hey, you, superstar how many people do you know?
Do you think you could isolate yourself a bit,
And dance your way on over here,
I’ll give you plenty of attention.

Hey, you, superstar, what does your breath smell like?
Whisper it nicely in my ear with your step.
What does your reflection of me in your eyes,
Think of someone like me?

They say you like an out of this world experience,
So if you dare to look this way,
Maybe this tongue of mine,
Could create a crop circle in your heart.

Place your feet along with mine,
Careful not trip,
But you’re cute when you’re being clumsy,
So maybe you can fall on me just once.

I wore this outfit just for you,
It would be unfair,
If you didn’t take advantage,
Because experimentation is my thing.

Hey, you, superstar how many people do you know?
Do you think you could isolate yourself a bit,
And dance your way on over here,
I’ll give you plenty of attention.

Hey, you, superstar, what does your breath smell like?
Whisper it nicely in my ear with your step.
What does your reflection of me in your eyes,
Think of someone like me?

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Uh, this was originally meant as a thank you poem to a friend and it just turned into something sexual…I blame the song I was listening to. Electric music has that kind of feel, right?

Anyways, lewd young teen likes older male she spots in a club she sneaked into after he helped with some simple things in a once-in-a-lifetime incident. Lewd young teen tries to act like she knows stuff to get his attention when she actually doesn’t know anything.

15cm Goddess:

Spoiler

All this chattering surrounds me.
The stars are lost in neon lights.
The thought of kindness,
Disappears in their eyes.

Why do I exist in a world like this?
Where can generosity fit in all the madness?
Surely you're not just after the diamond on my head?
Why was I created for people like you?

If I can't just spoil you with kindness,
I guess I'll just shoot it at you with all of my force.
If I can conform with your morals,
Will I be able to spread it then?

Shut down the sun,
And let the waves reach over your buildings.
Even if my home gets destroyed,
It would be worth it to kill off something like you.

Let the shooting stars rain down,
Shattering all your wishes.
Why should a 15cm Goddess,
Grant them to something like you?

Run, running over hills,
Trying to hide from everything.
Conflicts that bleed lives,
Is that all you're good for?

Faster and faster your world progresses,
But why can't you do so too?
It seems that you're just becoming numb,
Until the point where sins take over.

A young girl shares her ice cream,
With a lonely, stray cat.
Perhaps the world isn't so bad,
Until I saw a man take the girl away.

15, 2, you just have one more chance,
To show the reason I was created for you,
And why I should share my kindness,
With people who don't even notice a smile?

Shut down the sun,
And let the waves reach over your buildings.
Even if my home gets destroyed,
It would be worth it to kill off something like you.

Let the shooting stars rain down,
Shattering all your wishes.
Why should a 15cm Goddess,
Continue to grant them to something like you?

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This went from a sweet little fairy to one that turned sour by the time I ended this one.

So, this is Aoki Lapis's theme poem that I wrote one day. My idea is that she was created for the world but she didn't quite know why. So she visited a city and upon visiting it she had so many awful experiences that she just wanted to destroy everything. In the end, she doesn't completely hate humans but believes that she can help them by granting their wishes.

Oh, she also became a little conceited too...

[Kibbles]

Edanry said: "You're welcome" :3

[Roimata]

Military Game:

Spoiler

There’s an invading line of knowledge on the horizon,
The defenses won’t be prepared in time.
Trying to play off the stress as some sort of military game,
Only makes the looming threat bigger.

Failing to get plenty of sleep,
As you collapse into your pile of papers.
The research paper that is due tomorrow,
Is doomed to never be written!

As the exam of today lays before you,
Your pencil slowly begins to shake.
There is one thing you forgot to do,
That is to prepare for this test.

The equations never seem to line up,
But the expectations keep pile up.
It seems as if you’ve become shot,
But you still feel the need to stand on the battle front.

“What, you got a better grade than me?!”
That can’t be possible,
You didn’t even study!
The system makes no sense.

Waiting impatiently for help,
As the teacher struggles to control the class.
The hole seems to become bigger,
As you hope to just fall.

The form you forgot to turn in,
Was supposed to decide your future.
Which college are you supposed to go to,
But wait, aren’t you just a sophomore?!

It seems that you disguised yourself as someone older,
And snuck out onto the battle field.
In the process you got shot,
And now you lay bleeding.

The shouting and noise begin to fade,
As a blurred figure looms over you.
You still have one thing left to do,
But you just can’t seem to move.

Staring longingly at the sky,
As your vision begins to dim,
You whisper softly to yourself,
“Is this the future that was planned for me?”

The calendar suddenly brings you to remember,
That today is a Friday, a fact somehow forgotten,
Makes you think that maybe you might be able to,
Make it through another semester.

I've had a stressful week at school. I was talking to a friend about it and was inspired to write this. I was also listening to ZenbonSakura while writing this as well. That's where I got the military idea.

[Roimata]

Summer Promises:

Spoiler

Laying stranded on the floor of your room,
Staring at the ceiling while half-awake.
The wind whispers a good night,
That will never come in your restless state.

Surrounded by half-played games and empty containers,
You recall the words your friends said,
"Let's make this the best summer yet,"
But that promise disappeared with the heat.

Trying to grasp the unanswered text,
The glow of the screen,
That just amplifies,
The lonely state you're in.

The partly eaten snack that's within your reach,
Seems like just another obstacle.
Empty melodies that no longer play,
Remind you of the smiles you shared.

"I'll surely keep in contact with you,"
But the words are swallowed by the stars,
And spit back out,
As never granted wishes.

Surrounded by half-played games and empty containers,
You hear the noise of a sweltering summer.
The clock strikes a two digit number,
That you didn't expect to see.

Hanging on to that simple three lettered word,
That holds all the promises that were made,
Only to hear them resonant,
Within the rain.

Trying to grasp the unanswered text,
The glow of the screen,
That just amplifies,
The lonely state you're in.

But you just wake up to another hazy morning of echoing words.

Written out of boredom.

[Roimata]

Bubble Blower:

Spoiler

The bubble blower I used to play with,
Now sits in a box hidden somewhere,
But the bubbles I created,
Still linger around me.

My warped vision of you,
Grew stronger with each reflection,
I couldn't see through anything,
And made an impossible path to me.

I realize that it's just because you're a bit weak.
I shouldn't blame you for being insecure.
So instead of hating you for it,
Just grab my hand and allow me to lift you up.

In the reflection of the bubbles around me,
I start to think that perhaps I'm the weak one,
You're able to admit what scares you,
While I can't even utter a word.

So, I tentatively reach for your hand,
And wish to fly with you,
To just be along side you,
In hopes to clean my reflection.

Let's see ourselves perfectly,
In the warped vision of a bubble.
To be able to announce what scares us,
And never be afraid to face its shadow.

I want to be able to change,
And not be scared of what makes me weak.
To pop the bubbles around me,
And see a clearer path ahead.

To never hate someone else for being who they are,
Just because they ruined my illusion,
And pop the thin bubbles hovering around me,
And perhaps grow stronger with you.

The vulnerable ground shivers beneath me,
Cracking and shifting with its pain,
All I have to do is grab your hand,
And I'm no longer afraid to fall into the warped vision of a bubble.

I realized some things today.