Poetry to Remember

[Leon]

You have probably noticed that my signature has gone from cheery to depressing. Recently I've read old messages about two people who've passed away over the last couple of years. Whether it's unhealthy or not, it's my problem and I'll deal with it.

However, those two wrote really good poetry and they've been gone for so long. Their poetry has only been recorded in my website, and I just can't let their works die a silent death in a forum where no one else will see them. I know these poems are not part of my work (as I have rarely written poetry), but I think it's a good idea that these poems continue to live somewhere else. Like finding a new home for them.

I didn't post this to make you all sad, since the last thing I want is pity from all of you, but I did it so everyone would know the talent these two had. So here we go, I'll post a poem from each of them in every post. I'll only give you the username of one, which is Umi. The other one, who also became my girlfriend but met her demise in mid-2008, will only be known as the "Melody Weaver".

In this post, I'll post the last poems they've put their hearts and souls into. This first one is from the Melody Weaver, who sent someone else to post it in my website should she pass away (which eventually happened).

Sweet Dreamers

We shut our eyes every night
Ready for dreams of tomorrow
Brighter days and happier times
The most pleasant nighttime adventures

Never before had I shut my eyes
With fear of not awakening
But tonight I lie, the fear quite clear
Yet somehow my mind shows the light

We were sweet dreamers
Ready to escape reality for just a few hours
Laying our heads down for rest
Being greeted with the smiling faces
Of dreamy companions

Fighting great beasts of evil
Saving the day in one great bout
Or just having dreams
Of a day without burden
Sweet Dreamers we would always remain

And now one such as I
Lay for one final rest
Knowing now that waking wasn't an option
Yet with a smile on my face
I slipped away, to worlds only we would know
Us, the sweet dreamers

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This next one is from Umi, her last poem. Even though the theme was about letting go, the irony is that, a year later, she too passed away due to the grief of the death of the Melody Weaver, her best friend.

To Let Go

I woke up today
Feeling like yesterday
But tomorrow was screaming at me to let go
Though yesterday was sweet
And tomorrow so frightening
Today is what makes you alive
So this is my attempt to let go
To live in the moment I'll wave yesterday goodbye
And smile for tomorrow
But damn today is suddenly beautiful

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I want this topic to live. Comments are greatly appreciated.

[Leon]

I'm going to post a poem from each of them lately. They wrote a lot, but Umi didn't write as much as the Melody Weaver. So you'll probably see more of the Melody Weaver, but Umi's work will still be shown.

This one's from the Melody Weaver, written on the same day she admitted how much she loved me. No title.

To care is a gift
To love is a blessing
Once you know
And once you do
It's hard to forget
I care for you
More than I do
Anyone else
I give you something
As I give you my words
Something you might want
Or something you might not
But I do truely care for you

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And this one's from Umi. No title on this one either, since this was her first poem on my website.

For how many dreams have I slumbered?
How many tomorrows have passed?
The days when victory meant everything...
Have come to an end
Yesterdays friends
Become tomorrows foes...
So flow the days
filled with betrayal and enmity
Once one reaches the summit,
all that remains is ones inevitable downfall...
All has become lost
The inumerable wounds
Once decorations of glory
have instead begun to ache...
Have I yet awoken?
Where might I finally be?

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Once again, comments are greatly appreciated.

[Leon]

Today's poems. This first one is from Umi.

Tears of a rose

Soft gentle drops
On the petal tips
Dripping down so slowly
With subtle little drips
Such are the tears
Of a rose

After a cold
Blanket of rain
After a long
Moment of pain
Such are the tears
Of a rose

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And this next one's from the Melody Weaver. Yet another of her many poems.

Colors

Like crayons in a box
We're all so different
Some purples
Some greens
Some crazy extreme
Not a one in the box
Is the same thing
We're all only crayons
Non-toxic

[Leon]

This next poem was from the Melody Weaver, who made it just for her friend Umi.

The Unnoticed Beauty

The lighting played part
But certainly not much
For the beauty displayed
Was certainly her own

Those cerulian eyes
Soft porcelian skin
Amazing velvet hair
Pale and Beautiful

She was one of amazing grace
The way she moved...
Simply amazing

But tore herself down
With acts of pain
She held the blades close
And watched the blood
Such distain

The beauty unnoticed
He vowed to protect
With light in his eyes
He balled up his fists

Never again did the beauty hurt
Never again did she dance with blades
Never again was she alone

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The Melody Weaver wrote more poems than Umi, so I won't feature the latter's as much.

[Leon]

Here's more from the Melody Weaver. After writing it, she admitted this is one of her better poem.

The Girl

Something about her makes me uneasy…
Maybe it’s a slight fear or dislike,
But in searching for words to describe it
I manage to find none that work…

As time passes I’ve noticed
No one says a word to her,
Knows her name,
Or even seems to see her there.

I swear she’s just in my mind…
A figment of my imagination…
My guilty mind,
Perhaps,
Making up someone I once knew.

I see her when I turn away
Out of the corner of my eye…

She sits in the shadows
And watches silently…

Don’t you see her?
She’s…
The girl of my guilty mind
The girl I once was
The girl I left behind

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This one was made by Umi, who claimed more than once to have looked very similar to the Melody Weaver. This was written months after the latter passed away.

Our Reflection

As I look in the mirror
I remember the glances
The smiles, the laughter
All of the lovely things we share

The day when I was mistook for you
Broke my heart all over again
Because I knew you weren't there
To laugh and say
'How silly, my face is different than yours'

The similarities kill me

My face and yours

We were like sisters

But since you're gone
Does that make this our reflection?

[Leon]

One from the Melody Weaver...

To The Dreamer

Bring me those broken ones
The fearful and frightening ones
And somehow I will work through
And salvage the happiness
Through tears and screams
You'll wake in a fright
But that's the time of night
You need just call me
And I will mend those broken nightmares
Into pleasant dreams
Let me help you sleep peacefully
Even if it means losing the sleep I need

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And this one is from Umi, dedicated to her best friend.

The Melody Weaver

Delicate was the work
But done, it had to be
Working with tunes
And words to make melodies

Leaving a mark
Wherever she went
And showing true art
To those ignorant

Brilliant and beautiful
In all her ways
Through the melody weaver
We find peace

Her song lives on

[Leon]

Just one from the Melody Weaver, but this one's long. Hope you enjoy it.

Time

It was a silly time
Laughing at nothing
But laughing at everything
All at the same time

I wrapped my arms around you
And we both gasped for breath
Laughing so hard made it difficult
To get the air we needed

But somehow we didn't mind

It was a sad time
Watching all the pain
From each other's eyes
Knowing we can't help this time

I wrapped my arms around you
So we could cry together
Crying so much made it difficult
To see everything around us

But somehow we didn't mind

It was a loving time
Feeling our connection
Stronger than we had ever before
And staying side by side

I wrapped my arms around you
And in silence we felt
All of the emotions made it difficult
To find words that fit

[Leon]

I try to make this an everyday thing, but sometimes that proves to be difficult.

So anyway, I'll here's another one from the Melody Weaver. She was bullied sometimes, and all of the time I was in a helpless position. I could never stop the bullying from happening.

Crushed

Hated for loving
Hurt for caring
And yelled at for being

I cannot take another scream
Not another harsh word
Not another glare from across the room

I just ask that you leave me be
And let me live as me

I will always love
I will always care
I will always be
So why not let me?
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For the moment, I can't find a Umi poem. Maybe I already posted all of them? Maybe I didn't look hard enough...

[Leon]

I haven't posted much here, but here's some more poems. This first one from Umi.

Hide and go seek

The sun's a playful figure
And the sky a playground
The clouds a hiding places
And the moon is always looking

Wind moves things along
As the game progresses
But the moon's always too far behind

I don't think this game will ever end
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And this one from the Melody Weaver.

Too Much

Overwhelmed by feeling
Circuits fried and overloaded
Too many feelings
Too much pain
Too much fear
Too much hurt

I just want to scream
So everyone will know
Just want to scream
To let it all out

But my voice is small
And my lungs wish not to grasp the air
So silently I suffer this overload

The feelings burst
And on tear soaked pillows I lay
Waiting for someone to come
And wipe the tears away

[SeleneHime]

Well ... I'm not sure if you wanted commentary in this thread, but I do not see an alternate one for it ... I must say that these are beautiful poems. You can feel the emotion in them so easily, and picture the scene they painted as if you're there. It was very sweet of you to repost their works, though, Leon. No one is truly gone until they're forgotten. *Smiles.*

[Leon]

Thank you very much. There's also VMs, PMs, and the Thanks feature, but I prefer this method over the rest. I didn't want their works to die, which results in the topic you see before you.

[Michael Swayne]

I just read the poems, and I am very moved by them. They were so...so, deep (for lack of a better word). I could actually feel what the poet was feeling. I read a lot of poetry, being published myself, and I can't say that every poet makes me join in their sorrow. You can tell from the work that both poets were close. I expect you were close with them as well, since you are bringing their feeling so the rest of the world can enjoy the art that they made. I was wondering, do you have any of their "happier" works. Poems of pain and sadness are great to invoke emotions from the reader, but by bringing another side and feeling, you show a completely different side. I would very much like to read more from them, if you can.

[Leon]

Yes, I was close. They were great friends, and the Melody Weaver and I were already making plans for the future.

Btw, here's one that I found, but most of them have the same theme. Thinking about it now, I can only imagine how sad she must have felt on the inside.

Peace

It looked so nice
The melting snow
The birds coming out
Sounds of wind were all that disturbed

Peace at last

[nickness89]

Well Leon, I think they're brilliant. I do a lot of poetry and lyrics myself, and read lots of other peoples' every day, but these are all very moving, and talk to me in a way not many poems do. These were two very talented people.

I particularly liked:

For how many dreams have I slumbered?
How many tomorrows have passed?
The days when victory meant everything...
Have come to an end
Yesterdays friends
Become tomorrows foes...
So flow the days
filled with betrayal and enmity
Once one reaches the summit,
all that remains is ones inevitable downfall...
All has become lost
The inumerable wounds
Once decorations of glory
have instead begun to ache...
Have I yet awoken?
Where might I finally be?

It really brings out the idea of the fragile state of life, and that once you have reached your prime, the only way is down. Beautiful wording also.

I'm sorry to hear that they have passed on, may they rest in peace and be poets on the other side

[Leon]

That means a lot. I haven't posted lately since this is all I could find. I did them in a random order so even if there were more they'd be hard to find. .-.

I'm glad you liked them. And I'm sure they'd be glad as well.

[Oneesan]

Your friends were very talented people, I hope you will be able to find some more of their works. Thank you so much for sharing these as it couldn't have been easy. You have done a good thing by them, kudos.

[Leon]

Thanks. I can try to look for more, the ones posted here were among their best.

[Leon]

Found another by the Melody Weaver. This one of the first she posted.

Mistakes

Yeah I've screwed up bad
Lied like it was my life
And tried to get through
Even though I missed you
But don't forget
I love you like my friend
And don't forget
No matter what
I'll be there for you in the end
Because I love you
My friend

Yes those mistakes
They were quite rough
I've lied before
But not like this
Because I cannot do this
Cannot dismiss the feelings of woe
The feeling I've wronged
Beyond repair
But now I give to you
The promise that I'll do better
Do it better for you

Because I love you my friend
I hope you love me through my mistakes

[Oneesan]

Thank you for this, it was wonderful. This one actually struck a personal chord with me so I am a little teary-eyed. I believe it is right up there with the ones you have already posted.

Since I really can't express how much I am touched by this I will just say thank you again.

[Leon]

NP. I don't know why I didn't post this one. It was the first on the thread she started at my forum.

[grims sakura]

Leon, these are absolutely beautiful. The emotions are strong in every one of these works. Thank you for bringing these here for us to read. Breathtaking...

[Assassin]

All of dese poems are fantastic n breaks onez heart when they get 2 know dat those people who wrote the poem past away.I dont really know 'bout any1 else but it makes me realize dat this world iz full of talent....M really into poetry n literature stuff n when i read all of dese poemz i felt really happy.......N yeah m really sorry for ur lose,dere in a better place now

[The_Dream_Recluse]

Those poems are amazing! I actually feel sad after reading them knowing that the authors of such pure and beautiful works of poetry are no longer with us. The world has lost two amazing writers and people