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Postby Exeron » Wed May 25, 2005 12:16 am

An empty meadow, devoid of all
Noone there to hear my call
I'm alone by my own persistance
Staying true I'm left behind
Memories like snow, melted away
In the shade I resist and stay
Just like I promised but now
Everyone else proven liar
Just like always it seems
My own honesty
Robbing me again
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Postby Decae » Wed May 25, 2005 9:55 am

You taught me to kiss
And it was like being thrown in the fire
Burning of my skin

I escaped unscathed
My lips scalded with anticipation
While your fingers moved on

But you touched him
Then another, after – to spite?
I’ll lick my lips and wait.

Today you taught me to feel
So easily you dazzled my senses
Now you’ve blinded the right in me.

All I can see is you.
The law has become cumbersome
These eyes follow your tread.

By morning, I’ll understand life
Thanks to your skilled body
With practice this body will capitulate.

My hands and mouth, trained to follow
Under the gentle guide of the stricken mind
But you touched him, again – last night.
I will reach lows beyond reproach for you.
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Postby Decae » Wed May 25, 2005 11:36 am

I did really – I used to believe
Now I can see where I was wrong
And that belief is a system

The mechanism must be stopped
Before I can capture my hands
And tell them to stop folding gently

Why close your eyes when you whisper?
Does the blackness help you forget
While you stand on carpet, begging.

Soon my knees will buckle
And if I can’t kneel, will my voice disappear?
Please, be a proxy – pray, for me.

Save my voice from rupture and
My heart from distress – rule morality free
And let the bible not be sold to me.
I will reach lows beyond reproach for you.
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Postby Dante » Thu May 26, 2005 1:49 am

it has happen so long ago, i still cant place the past behind me,
it seems as i relive every memory, the same memory invades my body, reviving old scars

to move on, i need to find peace in my solitude
water will once again moist these dry roots of mine

let me be, let me cry for you
let me be, let me shed a tear, let my soul empty so i move on

so much time has passed, yet i still cant forget, i could relive memories as if it were yesterday
there are so many things that i want to erase, without hurting that what i loved the most

i need to find the light of my darkness
let the winter pass, for the sun will warm the heartbeat

let me be, let me cry for you
let me be, let me shed a tear, let my soul empty so i can move on

i do not cry for you, i cry for myself as well
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Postby OwlyTheOnceWas » Tue Jul 12, 2005 9:15 pm

Kings of greed in a world of no mercy
Holds one complete silence in self
Disillusioned in reality laws
Hermiting all ones secretes to be stored away
Hyper honed to be alone in safe guarded solitude
Solid molded fixed expressions set for show
To be warmed by being cold and selfish has become the standard
Sharing not for anything has become everyone’s only wish
Gathering possessions to gain in ourselves self wealth’s
And care not for others misfortunes in the drive to a higher bracket
From this stems our bad tidings we make our beds
Fortified fortresses incases us all and locked
To swallow a rock would be easer
Than prying one penny from one such as theses
Kings of greed
Of their own needs
This is all they want feed
The ones waiting in the Devils buffet line
The Horned cook with the dirty Bib is he
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Postby Exeron » Mon Aug 29, 2005 11:28 pm

Anticipation, wrenching my insides
Butterflies dancing, air thick on all sides
It’s heavy, this burden I’m bearing
Does anyone know? Is anyone caring?

I feel it building, like a well written plot
Something big in the cards, for this life that I’ve got
My sorry existence, are great things in store?
A frightening question, all the way to the core

Idealist dreams, in my head every night
I close my eyes, a perfect world in sight
It’s so close, I can always feel
See it so vivid, it all seems so real

Wake in a dream, something’s not there
A hole in the moment, too much to bear
The sense of loss, where could she be?
Why are these feelings absent in me?

I need a reason, a purpose in life
Something profound, to get through the night
To find life’s answers, they say look inside
How much longer, can my answers hide?

I can taste the ocean, I feel it so near
But if I get there, will it all be so clear?
I’m searching, my own path to find
If I arrive and it’s gone, will I even mind?
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