Biography of Polly Klomp
I've just started to try and write poetry. If you have any tips, please don't hesitate to contact me.
Polly Klomp Poems
A Mind Unfold.
Numerous sparks are running through my head, Asking me what to do, A million thoughts are passing by, And it’s all about you.
Born Form Personification.
Whispers floating my mind, whispers are talking to me Telling me what to do and how to feel Making of point of things so unreal Letting me know how they think, letting me hear every word
Speak With No Emotion
Suggesting time is nothing but an essence Thinking it all feels the same Forever waiting on an endless dream Eternally doom to wait on regret
Throne Of Muder
In the heat of battle lies the answer to your questions In the heart of the fight, you will know what is right Everything seems like simple suggestions Why the trust is faded to black
A Simple Stone.
A simple stone can not roll on it’s own; a simple branch can not break without force. Please push me a little, so I can see the world, not to hard or I might just miss it all. Show me what it’s like to be free, how exciting living can be. Display all the things bound to this life.
A Hug, A Touch
A Hug, a physical intimacy, a way to speak A simple request, with much affection, a feeling so unique One of the most common sign of friendship and love
As It Is Up To You.
Twist and turns give the feeling that things don’t feel like they should. As everything around us seems to disappear into disaster There are only a few who really know what is going on.
Love, Lust And Sin.
Lust, love, sin. Three words with more power to them then a bullet Small words that could kill a moment, an hour or a lifetime Something that change what you are into who you want to be
I Have Yet To Get A Clue.
Parallel delusion, is everything I see a fake? Or am I just wondering if I’m awake? Do you really think that all you see is true? Maybe it’s a mere illusion to burst through
As the mist seems to distract our sight.The fog lies within our hearts. While we wait for what is yet to come.Is everything so close already gone? It might be a miracle, it might be coincidence
Look around you, it’s not to hard to see. That million of lives are exactly what they want it to be As we, Human, bound to evolve, we are held back, and slowly we dissolve Corrupted corporate companies taking control, making us think that we have the leading role.
The Way To The Heart
This is what you are; you have to live in sin Was this what you want? Oh! Where do I begin? Consuming all that is left of me, tearing out my heart With this feeling we will never depart.
Behind The Glass
Convince yourself from this place, it is real and alive Seeing the men worship him from his grave Behind the glass of reality they become what they want to be Seeing through the glasses of an eternal shell, peeking into the other realm.
Beauty Is Only What You Are.
Every eye in the room is focus on you, when you are walking by All the men envy you as you look up high The way you walk, talk or express, the way you move, grove and dance on the internet. They want to spend a moment with you, and maybe some more.
The Way To The Heart
This is what you are; you have to live in sin
Was this what you want? Oh! Where do I begin?
Consuming all that is left of me, tearing out my heart
With this feeling we will never depart.
The knife is cold as it touches my skin; the knife is sharp as it cuts me open
I stab it deep, I’m moving slowly. The pain is kicking in.
Thoughts are running through my mind, while my eyes begin to cry.
Tears fall on the ground, as my blood drips from my hands.