Georgia´s pocketful of Doves

Hello everyone! Here are my poems; Dove Melankolia´s alias Georgia´s. I left two of my previous poems out of this thread, because I think that the ones I selected in the "Previous Poems" are a lot more better than those two.
I am going to update this as often as I can, but to be honest, everything is still quite under construction. Banners... and some more.
Comments & Critic s= love. And I mean it.
My native language is not English, so pardon-moi with the spelling mistakes, if you find any please notify :]


Previous Poems:

Colombe di volo ( April 5th 2008 )

Jeffery; we are furious (May 3rd 2008 )

Always Remember (June 4th 2008 )


New Poems:

Untitled (July 4th 2008 )

Cheating on Jeffery (July 21st 2008 )

Definitely your fault (August 7th 2008 )

This is a poem about a guy, a guy who really means a lot to me, but I´m quite sure that he doesn´t even see me. This is about how I feel about him. Please comment, it would shine my day :] Oh, and by the way, the title means "Flying Doves" it´s Italian.

Colombe di volo

a flash of light in the dark corner.
a burning candle that warms the cold skin.
a bandaid that heals every wound.

the dream must come to it´s end,
the dream must come to it´s end.

a soft touch in the stone.
a ticket away of this row.
a glow in gray, a flower in hay.

all good things have to come to and end,
all good things have to come to and end.

just another boy
just another girl
just another day that slowly fades away, expect for the difference, that it changes someone poor´s life;

it ends tonight,
it ends tonight.

the only good thing comes to an end, the dream wakes up, the umbrella burns in the rain.
it supposed to be easy, guess it wasn´t so brave at all to be enough strong to let go.
dare to dream, dare to wish.

take a glimpse of me, for now on I´ll just sleep.
go to sleep my leaving dove, we´ll meet in dreams.
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kiitos (thank you) for reading it :]


Previous Comments:

zero for creativity.:

it's so beautiful :']!
I love the way it's written!
very beautiful!

Jane Skye:

OMFNG. It's perfect. a glow in gray, a flower in hay.? the umbrella burns in the rain.? How can that not be perfect? OMG, I'm seriously impressed. I can never write a poem like that. Excellent. A++

Indigo Nightmare:

It's beautiful...I could never write something like that...

Jane Skye:

You're welcome, and I mean every word. If you noticed, I've written my comment almost in a gushing fashion...which means your poem was good enough to make me get all hyper about it.

Jeffere; we are furious

The moon and the sun.
You have always played your piano carefully. The power in your fingers is not enough to the piano, it wants more.
See the moon as it rises.
See the sun as it starts to fade in your hands.
The time. The time.
You cannot stop it, but you always want more.
You press my cheek and say that you would catch the moon for me.
Nothing is never enough.
You never thought that this could happen, did you?

The stars and the hearts.
You replaced the piano with a grand.
Step out from the darkness. Step out to the light.
You start to play; lentamente, tranquillamente e con attenzione.
No wonder, no fear.
You know the icon of a hypocrite and a selfish person is behind you.
Do you remember, when the image of all the lies started to grow inside you, not behind you?
You never thought that this could happen, did you?

Fear of the piano.
The sun is fading in your hands; lentamente, tranquillamente e con attenzione.
Can you see what you have done to me?
I will smash that grand to through the walls Jeffery, I will do that!
You never thought that I could start to hate you, and your love songs, or whatever you wanted to call them.
This is it.
This is the end.
This is the line between you and me, between the piano and the grand.
Between the lies and the liars; hypocrites and small animals.
This is the night I will forget the past.
I am finished with you Jeffery, I truly, madly, deeply am. Are you?

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Whoah, this is strange, so excuse me, I´ll sing my apologies. And sorry that I used a foreign language again,
I´m such a language freak; this time it was Italian; lentamente, tranquillamente e con attenzione = slowly, calmly and with attention

Critics & comments are very welcome

Previous Comments:

Teen Spirit.:

I freaking well loved it! And Italian's amazing, I so want to learn it!<3

hero vs. heroine:

loved it. aboslutely beautiful.
I love how it reads, at least for me- with a certain pause inbetween.

Can you see what you have done to me?
I will smash that grand to through the walls Jeffery, I will do that!


my favorite line. by far. good job. dorp dead awesome work.
I wish I could comment better. but. oh well.

Jane Skye:

I like!
It is....so....cool! I rarely say that, but this is seriously cool

Cherokee:

I can't believe I didn't comment here yet! it's so amazing. I really got the picture. I mean it's realy imaginary, yet so true. WOW is too less.

TheTrashyLife:

This absolutely amazes me.
You have amazing talent.

"You know the icon of a hypocrite and a selfish person is behind you.
Do you remember, when the image of all the lies started to grow inside you, not behind you?"

That's my favorite part.
:]

Always remember


The most dishonest person I´ve ever seen.
Jumping up and down and counting the clouds.
Your wavy hair does it, it makes me see the future right here, right now.
And that has always made me cry.

Your beaten-up skateboard goes wherever you go.
Sometimes I wanted to steal it from you, and throw it in the lake.
You´d dived, you´d cried, and that is certainly not what I want.
I don´t want to see those blue eyes wasted on something so useless.

August rain, we were walking among the wet streets.
That sentimental look, always remember, you could have came to me to cry.

Then, I admit, life was too beautiful.
Now, it is just a word. Life is just a word.
Like the apple trees need bees, I need you more than the sky it´s blue.

But this face, is now giving the sentimental look.
Always remember, this is only skin, it doesn´t hurt.
This is only living and dying, nothing more.
And mostly, that´s why we´re here for; to love, to dive, to cry.

I´m only skin, you can´t hurt me, but then, if you do...
I´ll be there hurting with you.

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Kiitos for reading (:
Comments & critic are very welcome, and again, my native language is not English, so if you find any miss spellings, please notice me about those


Previous Comments:

Jane Skye:

Hey, I saw your name on the board and I was like yayy xD

It's written so well, I have nothing but praise for it. I live the language there, each line was so deep. I love the way you've explained so many complex emotions in such a wonderful way so that the reader isn't left with a question mark. I like the rhythm of the poem too, it's perfect.

The italics are also well-placed and honestly... I love it

Cherokee:

It is really amazing. I liked the theme.

My favourite part:
Your beaten-up skateboard goes wherever you go.
Sometimes I wanted to steal it from you, and throw it in the lake.
You´d dived, you´d cried, and that is certainly not what I want.
I don´t want to see those blue eyes wasted on something so useless.


The ending was way better that I thoguth it would.

Lyle's Golden Syrup.:

Oh, wow.
This is wonderful - one of those truthful poems that really makes you think.

Your wavy hair does it, it makes me see the future right here, right now.
And that has always made me cry.

Always remember, this is only skin, it doesn´t hurt.
This is only living and dying, nothing more.
And mostly, that´s why we´re here for; to love, to dive, to cry.

Just gorgeous.
Well done.

Untitled

You are alive.
When I have a huge urge to escape from my window, I remember how I once tried and you helped me.
When my cupcakes got burnt, you ate them and said that they are good.
When I stopped using too much lipgloss, you said that you haven´t even noticed that I used it.

When you left, I escaped the future with cupcakes and pink lipglosses.
When she called me and said that she hasn´t seen you in days,
I knew what was going to happen.

Two months later they found you.
Not so alive anymore.
You´re such a shy boy. You´re such a wild boy.
You are everything you ever wanted to be. Change is good, but making your dreams come true is even better.

We miss you, and the way you smiled when we turned to you.
And the way we smiled to you.

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Comments and critic? :]

Your Untitled poem was really good! I love the story in it and my favorite lines were:

When you left, I escaped the future with cupcakes and pink lipglosses.
When she called me and said that she hasn´t seen you in days,
I knew what was going to happen.

Where'd you get your inspiration for this? ^_^

You're welcome and I'm sorry that that happened.

Cheating on Jeffery

My bed lays.
Pretending, that I would already be sleeping.
I only close my eyes, I only see you. What am I supposed to do.

The skin sparkles. Water, never removed the lies, only made them worse.
They stay here forever and ever. I decide that it is way too long time for this.
I wonder how on Earth she can handle with this.

Mirror is a sight for sore eyes.
Breathing at the top of my lungs, so you wont notice me here. Again.
I try to pretend, that I never saw anything.
Although I saw mostly everything, its better for the both of us for me to shut up. I shut myself up. For this time.

Hush, its a secret! Pretend like you never felt anything.
Real people with real problems are laughing to this, but so am I.
Its just a lie, give it a try.

Her lithium lips started to talk too fast. Sentences, words, letters. You didn´t understand.
"Drunk!" she once told.
"What was it this time, water, or something as wet as your lies?"
You better get out before she does.

"I never drank anything, I´m drunk only because of your love sweetheart, I love you, mä rakastan sua"

Dear, they were lies. But you heard them, so give them a try.
After all, we´re born to this.
After all Jeffery, you were cheating on me too.

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A poem about Jeffery again. This time he really was cheating on me, but so was I. Lets not judge.
Comments & critic

This is a short one, I wrote this yesterday when I was really, really mad at someone.

Definitely your fault

Crop me off from every picture
Cut my face, and throw it away.
When you meet me by an accident, try to pretend we once knew.
Greet and turn your face, because I might cut yours too.

Remember, this time, it is not my fault at all. It is your fault, and the reason why I just stare at the wall.

Erase me from every capture. Burn my eyes, run and hide.
When I seek someone, and find your eyes from the crowd,
Close them real tight, because I might light my fire.

You were the one who started. It is definitely not my fault, if you feel like erasing the years.
It is definitely your fault, if you made them so painful.