11-23-2004, 03:29 AM | #511 |
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Wild nature/nights
Your wild eyes glow as I prowl around you, Snarl at me and snap your fangs in rage, Stalk me in corners and go in for the kill, Pin, roll and tumble, than land me in cage, Hunter and prey, your nature more wild than my own, Watch my keep as I stare through bars, Flash me with claws, I cower and obey, Then wait for 'nature', once again, stare at stars.
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11-23-2004, 03:58 AM | #512 |
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I wrote this one about my good good good 'friend'.
Path of Daggers A path of daggers, knives and swords, Cunning disguise as friendly words, To stray a little to fall in flame, Destroy the cause, inflict great pain. A darkened way, through darkened street, Unknown are troubles that I'll meet, Confused and wary, afraid and scared, Of what to do I'm unaware. Prismatic road of blinding light, It is a most engaging sight, Yet shining light confuses me, It blocks all else that I would see. These three roads are one in you. Dangerous, frightening, and happy too. Yet these paths I walk with care, Though place it goes I know not where.
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11-23-2004, 06:56 PM | #513 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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"Broken Wings"
A thought, a choice, or so it seems, But this was all just one bad dream. My feelings linger in the air, My fingers running through her hair. She loved this world, loved all of it, Trusted too much, now she's been bit. She lies there, dying; poison coursing, Soon it seems that I'll be mourning. I do my best to dry my tears, But she can see my deepest fears. My wings, now broken, seem death-ridden, An angel, love? Always fobidden. She's in my arms, smiling still, Clings to life by slipping will. A single tear lands on the ground, There is no help for miles around. I yell out loud, "Is this a curse?!" Things have gone from bad to worse. I am doomed to eternally wander, For I will see her smile no longer.
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You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.
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11-23-2004, 09:43 PM | #514 |
Sent to the cornfield
Join Date: Apr 2004
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Pschizotypal personality disorder
cursed with such elaborate speech
grasp at meaning out of reach there is no magic, save my mind another madness by design hardship sure, but not worth mention identify without retention those I've met yet never known the seeds so planted, never sown I know my faults I hope to win against this doom, I reccomend just going forward everyday and as a friend I stay I just did a self diagnosis, it turns out I exhibit every symptom of a pschizotypal disorder, I didn't even know what that word meant before I took a test! It is really odd to find out the problems you've been struggling with aren't just normal, they are a well documented disease! Oh well, I'm not too worried about it, after all one mans crazy is another mans perfectly sane... right? Last edited by Funka Genocide; 11-27-2004 at 12:53 AM. |
11-24-2004, 12:19 AM | #515 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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"Vision"
I wake with a start; was it only a dream? No, it can't be! It was real, it seems. I look at my hand, now latched onto hers, I nuzzle against her as she gently purrs. Her long flowing hair, her deep loving eyes, No toying with her, she sees through all lies. She smiles at me; I smile right back, In kindness, caring, she does not lack. I had a vision, a dream, of one true love, It seemed to have come to me from above. Looking back now, I remember her face, Electric blue eyes that could penetrate space. Electric blue eyes, What a wonder, what a sight! They stare at me now; I smile with delight. For I have now found my one true love, And she is, indeed, a gift from above.
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You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.
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11-24-2004, 12:47 AM | #516 |
Oh hi! :D
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She walks among the snow, leaving not a trace
I walk among the same path, I sink in the drifts She walks ahead, I cannot keep up the pace The burden on my shoulders are too heavy to lift She is bright, gentle, everything I'm not She is like me, but I am not so clean Is it that solace she has never sought? She is everything that I would've been She understands all, she is always there Forgiving others for their wrongs, a saint And she to me, I can never compare My being bears the mark, a taint I had the chance to be like her And with the test, pity that I failed Now I stand in her shadow, a single blur My likeness besides her, all inside paled Shall I try to follow in that path? Assulted by demons at every turn Voices hail me, full of wrath "Little girl, you shall never learn." I stand there, my back to the sun Anger builds inside, am I not human? The reason inside me has finally won For I know now what I didn't then. My head lifts high, eyes determined The clouds break, the snow melts away Her road, should be mine? That is not destined Who says that I should follow her anyway? |
11-24-2004, 02:23 PM | #517 |
Check mate.
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Hymn of the Storm
Hymn of the storm, So vagrant and free, Tasted the air, Then bore these wings, Lightning is power, The winds are my shield, Thunder is virtue, The skies are my field, I'll live on in bliss, As child of nature true, And with these wings I will follow, And watch over you.
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11-24-2004, 02:47 PM | #518 |
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Discovering Life
Part 1 - The endless pathways A nexus of portals, pathways, and roads, That lead to any and every where known. I stand in the middle, confused and unsure, Which way do each go, and which one is pure? I take the first path, but it leads the wrong way, Back at the start, and I've wasted a day. I try for another, and it too is wrong, I try more and more, and it takes so long. I've been through the day, and also the night, I've been through some joy, and also some fright. I've been through alot, experience is mine, I've marked many paths with my personal sign. Finally I stop, and take time for thought. No more at random I'll try these roads out. Where am I going? I never quite knew, Which makes all paths wrong, and meaningless too. I use my past lessons, and use my bright mind, A reason for travelling, I try hard to find. And when it is found, I'll know where to stay, So when wander these paths, I can find the right way. Part 2 - My goal is true love My goals I've decided! My heading is set! I'll search for true love, find happiness yet, And that my dear friend will make me content, And that my true friend, is all that is left. Find one to love, find someone to share, My innermost feelings, find someone to care. What else could be greater, I think to myself, Than to find one like that? There's nothing else. Again I traverse these endless hallways, Again I will travel for days and for days. This time there is one goal in my mind, A person that's loving, humble and kind. A path just the same as hundreds before, A path that I almost just chose to ignore. But try it I did, and glad I am too, For down this small path is where I found you. We hit it off quick, our minds were as one, When we were together, 'twas more than just fun, It was the first time for me that I'd ever had A feeling like this, for that I was glad. True love I found, and true love I'd sought, A love that was pure, one that couldn't be bought. For some reason though, in the back of my mind, I knew this was not what I had to find. Over time our love faded, how could it be so? What could have caused love so precious to go? I guess it must mean that true love alone, Will not lasting happiness bring you to know. Part 3 - True happiness is progression I sat once again, and thought in my mind, What is it that I am meant here to find? As I sat and thought, things came to me, And I tried them all, but not one would succeed. Looking back now, at the end of one road, The infinite ways that I can still go Are what I see, and a thought occurs, A thought that I know is right for sure With so many places, how can just one, Prove better than others, when others not done. Experience them all, that's why I'm here, Not find just one thing and settle for years. True love, it was right, but just not enough, On it's own for content, there is other stuff. To endlessly wander, and endlessly grow, Moving on to new things, there's more to know. My love it had failed, I see it now, Because I had stopped, here I see how. I thought that I could, once I had found love, Stop going forward, and no longer move. I now understand how I can find hope, And why there are paths of infinite scope. Our purpose here is to move ever onward, To test out new ways, and ever go forward. Love plays a part, and it is right, To find your true love, keep them ever in sight, But to stop with all else, life to stop living, Will make everything fail, and need forgiving. Our purpose I see it, now plain and true, Is to learn all we can, 'till our lives are through. Do not get caught up in any one goal, And contentment is yours, and you will be whole.
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11-25-2004, 10:55 AM | #519 |
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sultry eyes, oh madness deep
seen too much to again weep peer through all that bars the way sorrow left uncared for, pain eyes which blink yet never sleep see me then, oh callous heart see my end before its start you cannot, I am your better nemesis, I am that man all your hatred could not thwart rankle then, with all your ire for I am good which shall not tire will so strong and love so pure and through it all, I persevere all to see your hate expire mirrors blank with empty stare once they held a face so fare but tear away and find truth behind your mask so seldom used and destroy my haunting fear funk-nasty edit: I wanted to give Aeria and Rai Rai rep, but it tells me I have to spread it around or something, I just wanted to compliment you guys on your recent posts, and this seemed the best way to do it. and btw Rai, I ended up being a 4 too, but i think I must have taken that test wrong. Last edited by Funka Genocide; 11-25-2004 at 11:09 AM. |
11-25-2004, 08:41 PM | #520 |
Trudeau Maniac
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The Questions of Life
Who knows the pain of a lost loved one? Who knows the sorrow of an orphaned son? How long must he suffer such pain? As tragedy strikes again and again? Who knows what it’s like to watch one fall? Who has seen them broken, where they once stood tall? How can one look into their soft eyes, Knowing that your face they don’t recognize? Who knows the pain of a fallen Brother? Who's spite burns for his family because of their colour. How can anyone ever forgive? When he makes you wish that you never had lived? Who knows the shame of a scorned idol? Whom bad decisions bore to him much trouble. How can anyone scorn a young life? Though it may not be born of his wife? Who knows the insult of a disappointed sister? Who’s tongue lashes out, leaving a fiery blister. How can she not see, nor understand? That I am but human, only a man. Who knows the depression of a disheartened mother? Who tried to provide for a family after losing a lover. How can you comfort when you don’t know the pain? For it would have been easier if only he were slain. Who knows the loneliness of a life without love? Who can they turn to, without receiving a shove? How can you avoid a heart turning to stone? When all of your life is spent all alone?
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