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TEEN: Andrea's Scattered Words

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I don't know that we can posts poems in this part of forum. Thank's to Vivilon that I see have a poem corner. I'll have mine too ;).

When it comes to us, Love is just not enough
Mood: Love, Parting, Goodbye
The bond was start in a fairy tale
When we were too naive to ware
That love is lose its meaning
When it come to us

We used to think, we were not same
And together, we would be one
But now, we realize
We're too same to share a live to life

We stand at the top of fire everyday
On the light of a dark bright
Try to hold the hand without talk
Cause word can grow into a fight

I am a queen and you are a king
But we want to rule the same land
So we start a war and end up all broke
Cause we both have grown too strong
Too proud to admit we are both wrong

And we can not collide
You can not live in my world and I can not life in yours
I love solitary, you love company
And when I need you dear, you can not be near

So this time, I really go
Once and maybe forever

I love you, but when it come to us
Love is just not enough

Since long time ago
Mood: Loner, hurted, give up
Since long time ago
I lose my ability to love
I lose my ability to talk
I lose my ability to trust
I create a shell around myself
Never let anyone in
I'm scared of being hurt

I've remember been beaten before
I remember it clearly
Been hit by a wooden stick
Humilliated in front of people
I kept repeat to my self
No one care
I'm dying to the core

Since long time ago
I lose my ability to love
I lose my ability to talk
I lose my ability to trust

I used to run away
Find a shelter to comfort myself
Feel save in locked room when no one is around
Try to achive, burn myself to hopeless work
But nothing is real
My life is dream

Since long time ago
I've become an empty shell
I've become so numb
And acting so dumb
I've tried my hardest
To keep myself where no one can touch

I don't love
I don't talk
I don't trust
I'm scared of being hurt

Taste of the tears
Mood: Sadness, loner, regret
I remember now
The taste of the tears when I eat

I remember now
The fear deep within of the solitary's brick

I remember now
All this feeling that I killed

Cause I'm lonely when I'm not alone

Like a solitary wolf who feel don't belong
Even in the big crowd or a busy city
I walked with my face turn down

I remember now why I hate the fairy tale
How I used to curse their nonexistence
Cause I'm innocent deep within
A stupid who truly believe in
 
Aww, glad I could inspire! I love seeing new people taking a shot at the beauty that is poetry.
Anyways, as for actual comments, I love your subjects, always remembering the past with a deep longing to enjoy such times again.You convey this quite well. Thanks for posting! ^_^
 
Thank you! I also like your poems :).
 
I'm out of here darlin'
Mood: Move on, Leaving, Start new, Good bye

He is holding the glass and raise it
But darlin I won't drink a slip
I'm out of my addiction to you
All they said is right, and my eyes are open now
You once stole my heart and you lose it now

Good bye darlin' I'm out of the city
You and your company can keep your useless party
I wake up now and won't back to sleep
At lease not in your bed

Fool, we kept fool ourself
Said what we did is our choose and we were free
But the wings just illusion and I just end up fall darlin'
Now I take back the control and move my own feet
I'm out of here darlin'!
 
Beautiful poems! I loved the last one the best. So elegant and pretty :D
 
I could see the last one turning into a song. I like it.
 
All my poems have their own song. This one is beat hard on with its own content.

Black and Blue wall
Mood: Madness, Mysery, Missplace
The mirror really know how to reflect
Cause even though I put my make up and fake a smile
I still can see the grudge painted on the wall
The too little perfect shadow of mine
Still not enough hidden in the dark

Blame me all, using all the right and wrong
Kiss me with all the dissemble
All too perfect little pictures in the room
Mocking too hard and try too much to profess sinner

Case misery over mystery
Painted Black and Blue wall to overdose the tragedy
Try too hard to be in center of the stage
'Oh my, my, you just fool yourself'

Blame me all, using all the right and wrong
Kiss me with all the dissemble
All too perfect little pictures in the room
Mocking too hard and try too much to profess sinner

Case the pretty over love story
Who need the ‘happily ever after’ anyway
All the good story never end well by the way
Let’s painted the Black and Blue wall to overdose the tragedy
Let’s painted the Black and Blue all over the stage

Let's painted the Black and Blue to overdose the tragedy
To paint the sinnery
Red is outdate anyway!

My Twisted Mind
Mood: madness, angry, riddle
I don't get it how your mind flow
And it seems our words just not reach other soul
I play intensly with a twisted riddle
And you said 'what the hell it is' not even try to think obvious mean

We try to match our music
I play the rythim and start singing
You with your no-sense try to put up the beat
Not carry the meaning of the song just beat-beat-beat

Hey, may be my ignorance let you think I'm fine
And may be I'm just play too hard sometimes
But you promise me your honesly and would be patient to my mood changing mood
Oh no, all is my fault now?

May be my personal is just too crazy for you
And my twisted mind just prove my insanity, I admit it
And you used to say you are 'the complex one'
Bullshit, baby. I know how hard you try to fit in
But this asylum is not for you, darlin'

Play with all the colors on the sky
You just try too faaarr

Oh yes, all is your fault now!
 
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Let me home
Mood: lost, lonely, sad
Where is a place
Where I used to call home?
Now the empty base
Become reason of regret

Why should I leave in the first place?

Now
Line of houses on the street
Take me slowly back to time
Where I held a hand and another hand
Felt so save

Everytime I close my eyes
And everytime I smell in the air
A hot cup of coffee
Mixed with the smell of hot baked cookies

All bring me home
All bring me home
But where is the home now?
Where is the home now?

People said you need to move out
From your save place try to build your own
But I take a long way, far away
And I miss my old home now

Please let me home
Please let me home
But where is the home now?
Where is the home now?

I take a long way, far away
And I miss my home now.
 
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I'm not that girl
Mood: just want to left alone
Please don't bother me
I like to standing in front of battlefield
Run up, up to front and killed myself
Cause this what all is worth for

Stop try to save me
I'm not gonna let you do
Hide me behind the enemy
Not my desire baby

Since I look on the ceremony
Doesn't mean I want my own now
This is too soon
And I'm not that girl
Just not that girl

Scream on my song
Just let me die, let me go
I'm not on your way
So why you keep on my way
On every corner, on every screen
Why are you still getting here
And on every doom I did
Why have you tried to fix all
Gravity
Mood: In love
I am a loner star
Half alive, half died
I have not hate my life
Separate thousands light years
Have enough space for myself

But I knew you've been near

Your gravity pull me in
Attract me to burn and kill
Can't resist dear,
All is science that I believe in
And ices melted when just you and me

My gravity pull you in, as you said so
And insanity took over my core
Let's bring all to the black hole
Let's gone to the hidden door

All zillions stars watch us
Supernova will come, we will crash and burn
But can't resist you dear
All is science that I believe in

Insanity took over my core
Let's bring all to the black hole
Let's be gone to the hidden door

How can we resist the gravity?
 
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Human Tale

Mood: I'm just bored and want to play with little rythm..

Symphony playing a cold melody
And the world bound to tragedy
Cause as people said truth is not always the right
As the right is not always shining bright

As people are walking, try to keep on distance
Try their best to not hurting the others
Secretly saved themselves
Hidden their true faces under the masks of lies
And from within some secretly cries

Ahh, irony
Satyr and hidden puzzle everywhere
People are there, but too scared to care
Living on imaginary fear of what that not even near

Yeah, irony...
People who love but not dare to say
Or they love too much and show too much and it's scared their lover
Just missunderstanding lead to another misses

Yeah, irony
Hidden riddle and it's twisted in everyway
Ego, they said ego is to blame
Said, 'we're not the same'
Too proud to said 'I'm sorry', I guess

Such an irony... this is human tale..
 
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Storm
Mood:

After a sunny days
Rain slowly down
When reality hits and all the dream just stay as dream
When the feeling numb from the hits and runs
All leave is a silly anger
Hidden on the mist

The cry turn to flooding
And the rage out brust
So it's storming outside
After endless rain
The thunder growling
Like an hungry beast
It's storming inside
Like a foolist bear

Hurting myself cause after the numb
Need to feel something to make sure I'm alive

It's storming outside
And storming inside
 
Since the RP for this characther maybe won't start.... I'll post what I prepared as the enterance post here as my first Short Story. I may continue it if get responses..... maybe..

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Full Name: Aerial ‘Aria’ Luvena Carlos
Age: 16
Gender: Female

Appearance: 150 cm, 51 kg. Black eyes, black short bobbed hair with little curl in edge of her hair. She wear Poké Ball Baby Doll Tee-Green, Skinny Jeans-Aqua, a Felt Hat-Aqua with Feather-Green, OTK Socks-Black, High Tops-Black and Tassel Purse-Green at the begining of adventure. Start with roller blades.

Personality: Have no sense of direction but kinda stubborn and don’t like when others pointed her mistake. Prefer to travel alone most of the time and go astray ^^;. Likely to have argument with others. But really care for her friends and pokemon. Have a weird sense of humor, sometimes she can brush laughing at awkward conditions, but end up making the 'cold' situation melted.
Even though she is stubborn and like to argue easily, she is a good friend when she finally 'approved' her friends. She do many random acts without consult others but always do things with considerations, even sometimes she though too much and forget her surroundings. THIS what make her lost at most of the time ^^;.
Due to her several experience of getting lost, she is good at basic camping and survival skills. She also can cook and differ eatable wild berries.

History: Coming from big Lumiose City. Her family owned a small bakery house, making her really good at baking and making confectionery. Have her own portable baking equipment. Although she is good at making sweets, she doesn’t eat sweets much. Her parent store policy that she used to since child make her only bake for others or pokemons.
She’ve tried to start pokemon journey before, several times. But failed cause she was late to get into starter city to get her first pokemon. This year, she finally manage to get the pokemon since they start at Lumiose City.
She is fine in Lumiose city since she rarely left this city *her parent make sure at lease she know the way to go home*. She usually do delivery for some regular of her stores with Gogoat or by her own *on Roller Blade*. She is also familiar with some famous people living in Lumiose due her job, like Alexa or Professor Sycamore.
Never on Pokemon battle before but neither ever have had problem with aggresive wild pokemon. She used to give treats to wild pokemon in past and 'win' their hearth this way, but since she never an official pokemon trainer she released them when she finally found way home.

Starter: Helioptile (nicknamed Varanus, lv.5, male)

Other:
Her parent owned Gogoat and Sylveon
She secretly want to travel to Johto and have a Vulpix


ARIA'S JOURNEY BEGIN!
Aria woke up since 6 am. She went down from her green-brown-black striped theme bedroom to her house's living room. His father have already baked some bread and pokepuffs at their store kitchen. She could smell the bittersweet chocolate pokepuff in the air and though about Alexa's Timid Helioptile that like them so much.

She went to a closed door that connected the living room to their house kitchen and house small eating table instead. Her mother was there, already finished cook spicy foods with rice and fried tempura. Their family have enough tested all their store's food and choosed to have more spicy food everytime they could get them.

'Morning Aria. Ready for your Pokemon journey?' her mom greeted her. Aria sat down on one of the chair and patted Sylveon that came close to her. Sylveon always accompanny her Mom everywhere. Aria's mom once was a Pokemon trainer too and Eevee was her first pokemon.

'I think I won't be late this year,' said Aria calmly, 'I know how to get to Professor's lab.'

Her mom suddenly quiet and went closer to her daugther. She gave her a short warm hug. She then, sat next to her and smile gently.

'I know you will do fine, you even be able to stand for us already when your father and I in trouble sometimes. Have fun with your journey and gets a lot of friends'

Aria smiled, her parent were both silly but she knew that they were love her so much. She ate quietly, while her mother watched her eat.

She would miss her mother cook. She learn baked cause she have wanted her father attention who was colder than her mother, but she never have learn cook from her mother. Still, Aria didn't said anything except 'thank you for the food' after she finished her meal. Then just walked to the door, slided the door, and she was in the living room again.

She took a long breath. Her eyes catched long lines of her childhood pictures. Her mother have been smile gently or laugh on all pictures when her father only smiled on one picture, Aria's baby picture when she had been born. Aria have turned from cheerfull young child who smile and laugh a lot to cool, calm, and sometimes aggresive teenager.

She went round to their small house several times before went back to her bed room. She combed her short black hair, looked back to her black eyes reflected from the mirror and smiled once again.

She was finally here. Today, she would on the journey she hoped she was in since she was 12 years old. On first year when she have missed her journey, she had been cried all nighs for a week. She have been tried to go as fast as she could though the following years, she even learned how to blade. But she would be fine this year, today. She finally would get pokemon in her hometown. Place where she was familiar with. She was done regret everything and she knew that she would be fine.

She smiled, checked her reflection and approved it. Put on her hat and took her green oversized tessal bag.

She went downstairs, took her roller blades that lied beside crezenda that full of her childhood pictures. Glaced to the pictures one more time. She went out to her father's store kitchen, took her personal baking equipment that packed in small box that she could carry or sling it like her bag. Her strict father gave her a nod, without smile and backed his focus to pretty confectionery that he have made. But Aria was aware about a huge paper bag full of pokepuffs and a smaller paper bag of pokepoffins with her name tapped on the bag. Aria took them, placed them on storing rooms on her equipment's bag. After took her equipment's bag on her right hand and her roller blades on her left hand, Aria walked away then pushed the door that connected to the store with her upper body.

She was amazed. There was a banner written '50% off to celebrate Aria's pokemon journey'. She turned over, looked at his father who was seriously worked on the fruit pokepuff, recognized a blush in his cheeks. Aria known her father never gave discount to anyone for any reason.

Aria bowed for seconds, then stood up and turned over. She walked without turn over anymore and pushed the customer door. She put her roller blades outside the store, then while smiling with wet eyes, she was maneuvered to the Pokemon Lab.
 
At The Momment of My Life
Mood: wise

At the momment of my life
I'm no longer an outsider
I'm on borderline, almost get inside
I'm forced hard
To move from my dream land to the realm

At the momment of my life
I can't cry anymore
I was on situation that used to tear me apart
But the tear didn't fall nor I feel sad
I think I finnaly getting numb inside

At the momment of my life
I'm moving on far from home
But it make me miss the building and all the memorries inside
Nothing is a happy one, but I used to it
I feel like it was home not just bricks house I kept want to torn, *finally

At the momment of my life
I finally grown up
I used to think that I was mature
That I was too old to my age and missplace
Turn out everyone felt same at that momment
Now I finally grown up and I laught at my old little self
But I know, I will keep her save, here inside of myself

At the momment of my life
The road still long ahead
I started crawl, not I began to walk
I was blind, now I half blind
Mystery of future, nah, no one know, but I'm sure
At the other momment of my life
Far-far further
I will be wise enough to laugh at the momment of my life now
Cause I'm stupid who think I finally know something, but noo
I'm still blinded.. And life isn't simple nor sad nor happy
Cause at that momment of my life, I will be something, maybe..
 
Mirage

On the walk I'm walking in
I'm just an ordinary kid
But I grown up keeping mystery
No, I won't tell, I will never tell

This is not the end of the journey
But the box is become heavy, hevier indeed
I lock my heart inside, probably
No, I won't tell, I will never tell

You only see me through mirage
Your imagination fooling yourself
No, I'm not the one who you think I am
No, I won't tell, I will never tell

No, I'm not playing with your eyes (nor even your hearth)
I'm not masked myself cause I wanted to (it's one with my flesh)
I'm indeed just ordinary kid
We all keeping secrets deep inside, too deep

This Fata Morgana is my cage
And I need to keep myself in
Or I will burn in the starving desert
Or drown myself on the sea
How? My misery is your mystery
 
How the Journey Begin

This was started a long time ago, when a young little girl looked from a top of a tree upon a hill
The world shone beyond her eyes, she known there is a world out there
She run home and talked to her mother, 'I want to go out there'
But her mother shook her head and said, 'No, your home is the best place of the world'

The young girl was sad and mad
She wanted to go and everytime she could, she would climb to the top of the tree
Imagined places she could be
Maybe to mountain of Candyland
Or to the sea, meet all the friendly Mermaid
But everytime she asked her mom shook her head, 'No, your home is best place from all places in the world!'

Little girl was older now, and wiser
Instead of whined to her mother, she saved her money little by little
Finally on a first day of Summer, she had had enough money
She packed her food and clothes and put a note on dining table
She slowly opened the door and run from her home

And this is how her journey begin
 
Distance

This is like an old tale
Boy and girl met with problem in their head
Bored with all the drama,
Started play with the flame

Making scenes that burn like fire
But core with ice
Everyone was looking with envy eyes
But no one can see, the skin not even touch
Carefully kept a tin air, distance in both hearth

There was perfection from the outside
A pretty little picture hanging in the wall
Just to be admired by passing strangers
And it's easy when love is not a reason
And trust is not the problem

But as the time goes by
The hands start to tug
As the heart start to beat at the same time
As much as laugh that was shared
As much as tears that was shed
Fire is smoldered too long
And the flame is kept too strong

And as it's started as a game
And as all stories need the end
And as the live need to goes on
And we're both still not strong

The fire was on, but now it's off
We are standing back to back
Forced to face different road
Just like how it's started, this is how it's end
Boy and Girl with problem in their head
Fooling around, keeping distance
 
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Outlaw

Waking up in the middle of day
Messy clothes, forget half of yesterday
Keep being mocked, but what the hell we care
Raised in dumpster, maybe, it was our lair

On sunny day, singing song to the mourning moron
On rainy day, with laugh, we steal out of boredom
Our line maybe not straight, and I start to questioning our head
Well, I still don’t care

I’m dancing under stars with you on my head
Hand in hand, I follow as you tread
Yeah, we are young and stupid and who should we blame
We are save anyway, as long as we’re not too close to the flame

Ignore the orthodox, the shallow, the ‘shall not’
They keep saying no
Let’s be the new, the ‘I knew’,
Cause we’re just this awe
Free yourself and let’s be an outlaw
Live as you are, tomorrow is still young

Ignore the talk behind the back, or the stabber,
They just envy you
Let’s be the talk, news in front cover,
Ohh, I know you could
Free yourself and let’s be an outlaw
Tomorrow is still young
 
Madness

This is like a storm that storing in my head
Killing me with thorns and leaving me undead
Kiss me with nice words, next thing I know
I’m breaking with the bat on your hand
With all the cues said, you are bad for my health
But in my head, you are something that I need to have
This love is madness
 
I love the latest one. Said in few words, your poems are full of detail. It takes skill to pack so much in so little; I commend you on that. I really like the line "Killing me with thorns, leaving me undead." The fact that you chose undead really shows a lot in but two letters. Your mastery of English may not be perfect (then again, whose is?), but your way with words is wonderful. Keep writing!
 
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