Krantol Northic

Krantol Northic Poems

1.

Hope is the sweet, sweet scent
of flowers in the morning
Hope is the cool gentle breeze
on a warm summer's day
...

this cycle or hurt, this cycle of pain
my mind says its different but my heart knows its the same
I'm left helpless, cracking from stress
pressure from all sides, not given a rest
...

I found my shoebox
of letters and dreams
sent by a friend
or so it seems
...

when the night burns into day
and the sun begins to shine
the promise of your love
never lingering behind
...

Its being misunderstood, people making you out as someone you are not.
Its feeling lonely, with no one to talk to.
Its feeling angered, emotions boiling.
Its being lost, not knowing what to do.
...

Like a wolf that howls at the moonlit skies
I beseech you to remove her from my eyes
And remove from me the sweet madness of love
As the wolf howls at the skies above.
...

The heart's thumping, goes insane
Inside's crazy, short circuited brain
Lungs are failing, breathe is drained
Not feeling as if I'm sane
...

What am I supposed to do
With every thing concerning you
What am I supposed to say
Will you help me find my way
...

There are weeks that are draining.
There are weeks which are filling.
And there are weeks you feel in between
...

The heart can be lovesick
Happiness when shes around
The heart can be hidden
True form not to be found
...

Pure and clean
Cool and calm
Grant of life
Rule the realm
...

Not the hero that saves the day
Not the child who loves to play
Not the lost one with no place to stay
Not the wronged one with misunderstood ways
...

14.

And in the midst of darkness
who will answer your call

In the perfect utopia
...

15.

Anger and Rage
You and Me
Insults and Disagreements
...

16.

Burning down
Everywhere
Vicious flame
Feel despair
...

Asked to describe life
I said: ' the peaceful moments
with the friends you meet.'
...

Since when was it right for me
To sit here and wish for things to be

Even though I've came back to this home
...

The boy stood on the edge of the cliff
Glancing down at the sea below
The waves crashed down on the many rocks
as they did oh so long ago
...

The land was blooming with beauty
with green grass and blue sky
Land free from tyranny
where, freely, all birds could fly
...

Krantol Northic Biography

I'm a shockingly young 15. I've been writing poetry since I was 9 but the thought of putting up my poetry on the internet never occurred to me until mid-September 2006 when I chanced upon this website. Most of my poetry is completely imprompto, written at the 'submit poem' page. I sincerely hope you enjoy reading my poems. Leave a comment or vote if you have the time.)

The Best Poem Of Krantol Northic

Hope.

Hope is the sweet, sweet scent
of flowers in the morning
Hope is the cool gentle breeze
on a warm summer's day
Hope is the knowledge of stability
from a son in mourning
Hope is the bright shining light
keeping darkness at bay

Hope is the calming warmth
during a cold winter
Hope is the determination
of an athelete on the track
Hope is the potential
of a newborn baby
Hope is the love
between you and me

Hope springs eternal

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