11-29-2004, 02:26 PM | #541 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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More co-poetry! This one is done by DotD and myself. I did the odd lines, he did the even.
The end of days is coming soon... The end of all draws near You must prepare, little one, And pray your life is spared Darkness comes, engulfing all... All but that final ray of hope The only hero, the destined one... He shall confront it one on one The darkness reels, shies from him... His aura shining bright The end of days is leaving now... But beware, it may return
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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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11-29-2004, 02:41 PM | #542 |
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And another masterpiece done by Osterbaum and I! First line was his.
I see the army in the distance I stand my ground, I will not run I do not fear death, though it will come in an instance Because my time is not now, I am not done I fight for what I believe is right With my beliefs I stand true What I've lost, what I've gained, it's all the same in the end. I will not let it all just fade in to the night No matter what happends, I will keep going... So come on attack me, bring it all on I will not falter, I will not fail. |
11-29-2004, 02:42 PM | #543 | |
Cheers!
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For you
I waited for you. Finally you came, For you I’ll be true, Things won’t be the same. You are wonderful, I’ll hold you all night, You are beautiful, I’ll hug you so tight. You are all I want, You are all I need, My dreams, you do haunt, My soul, you do feed, So hold me tightly, It is you I miss, So love me rightly Only you I’ll kiss. My last poem for a long time. Or at least on this board.
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11-29-2004, 04:39 PM | #544 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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"Betrayal"
Trapped within a cold embrace, Touch is frozen, numbing face. Fickle feelings pull heartstrings, Icy time picks at my wings. All against me, try to stop me, I keep climbing, the top I see. Almost there, a few more miles, Then I'll end these hellish trials. Mountains rumble, rise before me, Now obey my true authority. Settle down, cut me some slack, No need to worry; master's back. Into my castle I now go, Where I keep my greatest woe. The secret of my darkest dreams, Weary patience pays off, it seems. Down the hall, turn to my right, A single door, a shining light. Another person is now here, It could be the one that I fear. I creep and sneak, move in silence, I hope I don't resort to violence. The door opens up, and before me she stands, She smiles at me, through trembling hands. I voice my relief, happy it's her. Not some stupid, upcoming young cur. I turn my back, unconcerned, The pain shoots out, my life upturned. I turn around now, see my betrayer, A single young man, one I used to favor. I fall to the floor, gasping last breaths... I'll pay them back soon, even through death...
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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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11-29-2004, 05:10 PM | #545 |
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I saw the words "I am not aware" on the board when I walked into English class and this is the result.
I am not aware The actions which make life so difficult The results of my choosing I listen but I never seem to get it... I am not aware Of how to play this game The rules I cannot discern, invisible I might as well be stumbling in the dark I am not aware Of the things around me And every move on the chess board I think I have won, or gotten ahead I am not aware Of the things I should Can I change who I am? For I still do not understand... I am not aware Of anything it seems, what a pity I want to learn, or do I? I try...what do I have to show for it? I am not aware Of what I could do, and what I shouldn't I can move forward...But why does it seem That every step I take moves me back? |
11-29-2004, 07:06 PM | #546 |
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the title I can't say, but I wrote this for a friend I barely know. A poem owed and a poem payed I suppose.
not normal, oh I know behavior unbecoming unable now to grow and still I cannot stop just another weakness lain across my shoulders so weighed upon this heart like jagged crushing boulders must find a resolution may try to live a lie complete or change this notion but I will not forget so very necessary understanding nature to do this one must use all that they are catered she has a way with words so far beyond mundane she has a piece of darkness as beauty in the rain she's shown weakness openly yet somehow remained strong she is so distant from me in space and circumstance words of beauty common place to speak as her, transcendent pure and biting melancholy and for that I must thank heaven all who truly think think most of who they are to stare so deeply inward invites so many scars demons with your heart filling their empty bowl to face a foe so great will surely mark the soul the truth of life is passion to bare your neck and beg for fangs a weakness far too great is loss of strength so strange? all these facets so enticing and but a single foil she can never be embraced while on this mortal coil I stare at stars so distant my cries will never reach them I whisper words defiant towards a hated fate thanks for your help, and I hope you enjoy it! by the way, this was not five minute stuff, I spent all night writing this thing down, I was consumed for a good deal of time. its based off of another, longer, passage. I think I'll post that too. Last edited by Funka Genocide; 11-29-2004 at 07:08 PM. |
11-29-2004, 07:16 PM | #547 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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"Raindrops Falling"
Skitter-scatter, Pitter-patter, Raindrops falling, Whistful longing. Ocean breeze comes into town, Reminds me of her, gets me down. She lives so far, yet she's so close, Reminds me why I love her most. Skitter-scatter, Pitter-patter, Raindrops falling, Time is crawling. I watch the time, hope she'll return, Near her I melt, my passion burns. In her there's joy, a radiant glow, For me, it helps, though I don't show. Skitter-scatter, Pitter-patter, Raindrops falling, Love is calling. I find myself in idle stares, I could be caught quite unawares. A single sound, I know it's her! My love once more begins to stir. Skitter-scatter, Pitter-patter, Rain is ending, Love transcending.
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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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11-29-2004, 11:18 PM | #548 |
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Another co-poem by me and Cloud! He did the odd verses and I the even.
Two individuals Each given unique tools To deal with their life's low points And help them, their gift annoints. She has had a hard life, been wanting Enduring all of others peoples taunting He has lost loved ones, precious light But in living he has never wavered his sight Their lives are quite different Yet niether is indignant For you see, they both share one thing: They truly care. From both sides they meet each other And sharing pasts, the find in one another A link, a bond, something they have learned And they found both of thier lives quite turned Through different pasts, a future is formed, A kind of gentle place, nothing forlorn. Their minds are similar, even the same, It seems that one mind was trapped in two frames. Was their spirit too much for one? And what happened to make this done? Is this what they mean by fates hand? And if so, to what does this fortend? |
11-30-2004, 01:44 AM | #549 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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"Puck"
He's an asshole, he bitches and moans But Puck doesn't care, listens, no groans. This guy doesn't care for others, that's truth. So Puck takes him under his wing, this youth. He teaches him kindness, compassion, too. He teaches him to care, not for 'me', but for you. The boy is learning, slowly but sure, For this boy, it seems Puck was the cure. They're both quite kind now, growing in strength, For all the others, they'd go to all lengths. Though he grows in strength, Puck grows weaker, Though he doesn't know, Puck's secret keeper. The day before Puck gave up his soul, He told the other he should take up his role. Then, sadly, that night, Puck ended his life, Why? We're not sure, some unfortunate strife. Today he lives on, in the hearts of his friends, Carrying the legacy, making sure it won't end. Treat others with kindness, and show them respect, For from them, returns just what you'd expect.
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You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.
Last edited by Cloud Strife; 11-30-2004 at 01:58 AM. |
11-30-2004, 01:49 AM | #550 |
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I never noticed this before
The many trials faced by others And to the ones you don't even suspect of living through them A new aquantance, a now loyal friend He writes stories, and is a joy to know But what is deep down inside.. Something I never knew He was once a normal person Full of hate, anger, apathy Then one person lifted him up And showed him how he truely can live And this ray of sunshine, shining down Through the clouds, giving much needed Warmth and light to he who needed it The light...disappeared... He was left alone to live on The last words were ones of strength Left behind by the one that had none "Remember...live on...." So now he takes up his mantle Of the ray of light Of that pillar of strength And shows others how to truely live.... |
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