Ya Want Me Back?

We were in love and had each other.
We laughed with friends and you said you had the best time of your life,
Well I guess not, since you lied.
You said you weren't happy
So now there is no more us.
I barely cried two tears when I found out I wasn't happy either.
Now a few days later, you're begging for me
You're quoting songs to try and tell me you miss me
I tell you they are not working.
You decided to end it.
Now why are you taking it all back?
You were uncomfortable with our clashing views.
You ended everything we thought we had.
You ask what he must do to have me back,
I shall say only a few words to you,
"If ya want me back, well you can't have me
"Just remember you can't hold a heart that was always broken,
"I live my own life and I will not let you catch up."

Christmas Time

The snow slowly drifts down,
Creating a innocent scene,
Hiding the truth of the childs' fear beyond that door.
Mother gone and father still drinking,
Christmas will have no presents, no cheer for her.
No school to save her,
No love to surround her,
She lives in a house with no lights or tree.
The holidays are not happy for her,
Her Christmas time is not a time of peace.

Torture Me

A blindfold over my eyes
Then hand cuffs put on my wrists and ankles
Slammed into a small cell
No moving, no breathing
How many others are in the same cell?
How many more are there like me?
Then comes the pain
Interrogators laughing at my expense
They are devils in disguise
Slowly killing me with meaningless pain
Some of my bones have broken
I’m turning numb with pain
Now I wish to die
The hangman’s noose is looking better and better
I slowly drift off
Now leaving this world and this pain
Forever

A Fateful Night

A shutter from the ship
Life vests are thrown on over our warmest clothes
Rushed out on deck, my sister holding her doll
Outside, there’s panic, chaos, and crowding
I get separated from everyone, except my sister
She starts to cry, I start to lose it
“Get on lifeboats,” I hear people say
I run, carrying my sister, looking for family
There! In a lifeboat. Being lowered into a waiting abyss
I can’t reach them so I get in a different lifeboat
My sister still holding her doll, I holding her
It’s much colder here, surrounded by strangers
We hold each other, my sister and I
How long has it been? My sister asks
Her innocent eyes looking into mine
Hours, I know. Many hours
The ship is gone, the people aboard as well
The screaming has stopped, now just silence
A person on our boat has died
We push her down into the boat
One takes her life jacket, another her coat
My sister becomes increasingly quieter
I keep holding her, keeping her warm
Some lights appear in the distance
As we row closer, we notice a ship
We get heir attention, they pull us up
They put the dead in one corner
And give us warm food and blankets
I feed my sister, she seems in shock
Still holing her little doll, wrapped up in blankets
Haven’t seen our family yet, no one seems to know
We give our names to someone, he hasn’t seen our family
In America, we look on lists and watch the dead coming in
And now we wait, for someone, anyone, to help us
We still wait, until someone notices us, for us to leave the docks
Yes, I still remember that night. Years have gone.
My sister still can’t, or doesn’t speak, I still can’t forget
The fated night on Titanic

My Past Lives

As I celebrate my birthday and travel back
to places forgot by time

I smell the sea salt
and feel the tilting boat as people panic
What happened? What's going on?
More lifeboats drop, some not even filled
Children crying as I find my way
and squeeze onto a boat
Mostly women and children crying
Leaving men and property behind
Now it's dark and I travel to another place

It's still dark even though it's different
Shots sound in the distance, as I hide away
I hear voices and hide even more
Breathing softly as to not make any noise
Here they come
I see the red flags
Evil as always
As they rush inside to find me and others
They find my friend, her yellow star all I see in the dark
I can't stand anymore and travel to another time

I have never traveled in the day
I can't tell where I am
In the woods, by a grave
I have been here once before
Same grave, same woods, same person
Now there is a new gravestone near the old one
One name carved in the black marble
Dead flowers near the edge and letters in the earth
I place a flower on the grave
Near the name
My name

My Religion

I am a Pagan,
You are a Christian.
I pray to my Goddess,
You pray to God.
I'll argue my point until I die,
You'll preach the word from the book.
I'll be targeted and called a witch,
You'll be safe in your church.
I am tolerant of other religions,
You are still trying to convert me.
I sing songs that please my ear,
You sing only to praise.
I live to my Goddess.
So why do you try and change me back?
Why must you agree with others and call me a devil supporter?
Why do you not just accept me for me?
I am Pagan!
If you cannot stand it you, better get out of my way.
I live the way I want.
You can't change me or what religion I am.

Dark - By my friend Amanda

All the thoughts inside of me,
Struggling for a chance to breath,
These things compressed within my head,
Won't only be thought of while resting in my bed,
Like my shadow, they never leave my side,
Whispering quietly in my ear,
Reminding me of what I fear,
No matter how hard I try,
They will never,
Not ever,
Be removed from my soul

Usagi Has A Few Words To Say.....

To the few people who read my blog and I wish to say a few words that you may or may not want to read. If you read please comment if you have time so I know some-one is listening.
On my profile it says my name is Usagi Hikari. That is only half true. I do not wish to say my real name incase one of my enemies is reading. I have two types of 'me' inside my head. There's the side everybody sees and the side I keep in. The side I keep in is named Usagi Hikari. You are hearing her words when I publish these poems on my blog. Usagi is one who always wants to have fun and play online. She has anger problems and is prone to attack(Only once has this led to injure another person). I keep her in my head and the one you see (If you know and see me) is the quiet, fun-loving, trying to be a hard worker, and when I speak I say what people want to hear. There's always that tiny Usagi voice in my mind telling me what I really want to say, but if Usagi stays inside my head it is so hard for me to say it out loud.
It has always been this way but only recently have I decided to give her a name, the Usagi Hikari I use now. It has always been this way and I've finally decided to tell some-one to help relieve some of the burden of having Usagi has put on my shoulders. I thank you kindly for reading this. I hope you understand.

The Hunted - Book - Prolugue

Eleans' eyes were wide as another wagon burst into flames. The grey eyes that normally had the wisdom of a thousand years hidden behind them, just had fear. Unable to handle the screams and the sight of her gypsy home being burned, she covered her ears, closed her eyes, and curled into a ball right there, hoping......praying this was only a dream, a nightmare.

If Only You Knew

My eye keeps turning to you,
I only reach for those that I can't love,
I'm trapped in his grasp but I truly want you!
If only I had met you sooner,
If only I could tell you the truth.
I know you see me when he kisses my lips,
I feel so embarrassed I can't look you in the eyes,
How can you know when he's in our way?
If only you had known me before I met him,
If only you knew the truth in my heart.
I can finally talk with you alone,
But my mouth cannot form those words,
So I talk about things only you know about!
If only you knew my pain,
If only you can understand my fears for you.
We laugh and play jokes like normal,
We talk about our common interests,
I know it seems like nothing is wrong but my pain is killing me!
If only I can hold your hand,
If only you can hear these words coming from my mouth.
I have dreamed about me saying these words,
But I don't know how you would take them,
If only, if only,
You knew,
About me.

What Happened To Usagi Today

Well let's see shall we? I was called to the councilor today. We were talking and I knew he was trying to disprove Usagi in any way possible. He just doesn't understand our mind. We're different than most, you can't figure us out. I even gave him a chance by giving him this website but he turned it down. Well, excuse me, I'm sorry if you don't want to know why I am the way I am! So much for trying to understand me! I was so mad I felt like Usagi was going to snap any moment. Be very glad I kept repeating my poems and Emilie Autumn's songs in my head.
By the way, while I'm venting to my readers, Emilie Autumn is an amazing singer. She inspired lots of the poems. Listen to her if you have nothing to do one day! I'm listening to her right now. Look up Willow, it's my favorite song right now.
Sorry I went off on a tangent. Anyway, I had vent a little after that. You think you know me and my mind but you're sadly mistaken, my councilor (I'll not mention his name, but he knows who he is. Not who I am!). I am myself, sorry if I'm not like the other student in school. It's my life!
If you read this whole thing, I thank you for listening!

The Fiddler - Inspired by Celtic Woman's Máiréad Nesbitt

She tunes her fiddle,
Plays a few notes and gets ready offstage,
The song ends and she steps into darkened hall.
She starts playing slow, letting the music fill the room.
She counts down the seconds slowly as she dances to her own melody,
An impish smile creeps on her face as the tempo increases.
Her fingers keeping the strings in place for each note,
The song is now in full swing.
She spins and twirls in time with her playing, increasing the magic of the melody.
Playing as she has always done, keeping the listeners enchanted.
The tempos fast pace stays until she ends with a flourish.
Thunderous applause greets the end as she steps off,
Letting the next song keep the audience spellbound for a while longer.

Me and You

You tell me your plans for tomorrow and on,
Sorry, but I don’t see me in them.
You have everything figured out for yourself,
But I’m still figure myself out.
You have everything you need,
I’m still trying to find my list.
You know exactly what you want from your life,
I’m still second guessing myself.
You can tell everything your heart means,
I’m still picking up the pieces from last time.
You follow all the rules and never break one,
I’m the wild child trying to break them all.
You go the church without a word of complaint,
I’m sleeping in from last night.
You have the grades all perfect in rows,
I’m falling behind and having fun doing it.
You live the life set before you,
I’m going my own way.
You wait for me to catch up to you,
But you don’t know,
That I’m already far in front of you,
Running my own race.

Kiss Me When You Say You Love Me

I’ve lived a short life but still felt something,
You hold my hand and lead me around,
Like a puppy on a lease.
You make me feel guilty with a few words,
Yet I’m waiting for you,
To kiss me when you say you love me.
I’m told I’m lucky to have someone like you,
But I think you’re mistaken,
I’m a stronger girl than you thought,
You’re lucky to have me,
And you better kiss me when you say you love me.
Holding hands is great,
Hugs are alright,
But if you love me,
If you truly love me,
You better kiss me when you say you love me.

Untitled- By Ishymaru

Once you are dead, I will not be sad,
When it is sunny, I will not be sad,
When it is cloudy, I will not be sad,
When it is raining, I will not be sad,
But when the rain stops, when the rainbow shows,
Thats when I will be sad for it reminds me of all the colors you used to show.

My Journey - Based on a song I heard

Begining-
Nothing ever starts,
Life is short so better start right now.
Journey-
A weak spirit travels on,
For a life always dreamed of.
Stories-
Ones never heard of before,
Keeping you warm during a cloudy night.
Tears-
Hide them from others,
It's something you can't really stop.
Worries-
Is this road safe?
Will I live to see the next full moon?
Traveller-
What you're now called,
And what you shall always remain.
Friends-
New ones to meet,
And to help you reach the end.
Destination-
Dreamless nights spent wondering,
If you'll ever reach your dream.
Tales-
To tell your children of their land,
And to pass on a legacy of your travels.
Ending-
The dream land you've been waiting for,
And a place to rest after my journey. And yours.

A Trail Unused - Dedicated to Carissa

The wind through her hair as she rides across the field.
Across the field, across the creek, to the woods.
Her horse keeping up the pace she sets.
The branches whipping across her legs and face.
Her horse unharmed in the dash.
The wind picks up as the woods thin out and disappear,
Her hidden glade away from the city noises
Only noises from the hooves on the hidden path,
The horses' even breathing,
And her own heartbeat echoing in her ears from the dash.
On a trail never used, not known,
By any but herself and her horse.
Heading to a place to think alone in natures' glen
Following a trail unused.

Usagi Hikari Here!

I'm here to talk a little about what I've learned about my blog.
1) Not many people look at my blog
2) I like typing poems in my Media class
3) I have one person that looked at my blog from Slovakia (Thanks to whoever you are)
4) No-one posts stuff except for me

So now if you look at my blog and see this post, I'd like for you to comment. I will then dedicate a poem to you if you want and create a poem around what I thought when I saw your post.

Elements

Water, all around us
Air, keeping us alive
Fire, a dangerous beauty
Earth, our planet itself
Spirit, unique for all

A Necklace Changed A Girl

A religion.
A friend with new jewelry.
A girl curious about a symbol and its meaning.
The pentagram etched into her mind.
The beauty of the image, not going away.
The religion speaking to her.
Changing her life without telling another,
Learning in secret.

A fair in town,
A stall on the outskirts,
A necklace speaking to her mind.
The necklace never taken off.
The pentagram at her throat,
The new friend with the same necklace.
Learning where she belongs,
Changing out a life for a new soul.

Lost, Lonely, Ignored Girl

In a state near the ocean,
In a small town no-one plays attention to,
In a close-knit community where everyone knows the next,
In an ordinary looking house.
Where a mask is worn everytime she leaves,
Where the house is not a refuge, but a prison
Where screaming and yelling is heard at night,
Where she lives.
She hides away in her room,
She cries yet no-one hears, nor cares to hears,
She lives in anger, fear, and pain,
She is a lost girl.
Her friends see a fun-loving writer,
Her teachers see a hard worker with wierd grades,
Her family sees a rebel, a girl who never does what she's told,
Her only home is inside a story.
In a room playing music,
Where a girl cries in the night,
She reads about her heros living far away,
Her books keep her sane in her own world,
A lost girl only known as me.

Lady Of The Waters Mind

The blood boils over and I can't hold back
They should've known my fuse would burn out
Their patiance is the one thing I lack
Why didn't they stop while I was calm?
Cause I don't care what happens to them of late
Damn, it's always been this way
You should never tempt your fate
With the Lady of the Water Mind
They though they ruled over the sea
But the ocean belongs and is me
I will never be tamed by men
Create a storm in any river, lake, ocean
A storm where it's impossible to survive
There shall be no-one left alive
The last thing they did was make me mad
I'm the Lady of the Waters Mind
Even at my very last breath
I will protect this homeland I treasure
Even when they're singing of my death
I cannot let them have their pleasure
They will not get me without a fight
It'll be hard, nay, impossible to find
Mens weapons are nothing compared to my might
Death to the Lady of the Waters Mind
But all good things must end
I have protected my secret as long as I could
I was a handmaiden hired to defend a Goddess
As I take my last walk to the noose
The last thing they know is my smile
And my last words will haunt them forever
"You mortals are fools, never shall you kill the Lady"
Long live the true Lady of the Waters Mind

Update on My Poems

I haven't been able to write anymore poems because of schoolwork and such. So that means until I get a holiday, no more new poems could be put up. Sorry if anyone enjoys my work. :(

Lone Artist - Co-writen by Ishymaru, dedicated to him

Outside a tinted window
Outside where she could never go
Birds sing and the wind blows
The sun shines and animals roam
Somewhere she can never go
The sakura blooms, the flowers wave
Inside it always stays the same
Only her drawings change
White walls, white bed
A tinted window to the outside
She sits all alone
No friends, and no family
Nothing but her drawings
A reminder of the outside
Inside, nobody tells her anything
That her time is running short
Everything in life has a limit
And one quiet day,
As the rising sun shines on her drawings,
She is found with a drawing in her hand
And she sleeps forever
She sleeps with her family
Sleeps forever

Life

Peace in broken in a small town
As I stare at the scene, how it ended
Blood everywhere, on the street, on the cars
No-one looks at me as they take a body away
I see my friends, they are all crying
I scream, I yell, I say "This isn't me"
The one who's lying there
Can't be me
They can't see me, I am gone
Underneath all this earth
And I wait, watch them go
They don't know I'm still here
As I recall, my past life
How it was ended by someone I never knew
On that quiet night in a small town

Only Me

Her anger flashes as she walks home
Holding in her tear, none should see
Living in a large world all alone
As she walks, taunts float by, names in her head
To remain a stone, none can break
Wearing a mask so no one can see her true self
Grasping thin threads of life so she remembers
That she is me
Hiding pain only she can bear
Knowing only she has the burden
That she must carry for her whole life
She hears comments that cut deep in her skin
Her anger runs deep in her veins, trying to hold it in
Hiding behind a normal life, until it cracks
The thin threads break as she can barely remember
That she is me
Only me

Untitled - in the style of ee cummings

in the air, cries of silence
must none see, the tears on her face
rolling along, leaving a path
as her sunset rise, and sunrises sets
none for else only she
burden to carry
her own life she can’t live
no hope can she have
a necklace loose around her neck
a leash, a collar, more like
life goes on outside
a slight tear still forms
must none see
to be a doll
strong yet silent
away hidden
all her feelings
she does nothing, feels nothing

Poets Anonymous First Day!

So finally I have a nice little blog to help other poets get great ideas. Now this is a blog to help people get good ideas, meet other poets like yourself, and have fun writing about what you love.
I know its cliche, but I have run out of ideas. I do not want anybody saying something not appropriate. Also don't steal peoples ideas. Ask them if you use the idea to create your own poem.
Other than that have fun looking at other people creative writing! Hope to see some great poems in the future!