04-16-2005, 08:40 AM | #1021 | |
IIIIZAAAAYAAAAA KUUUUUN!
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Be gentle... this is my first time.
Beyond measure, beyond time or space I have dreamed of the one who waits for me Slowly her touch embraces me Her gossamer lips whispering words I cannot understand Yet my whole life, I've understood their truths Alas, she only touches me as I dream I wake and long for the comfort Of feeling her body beside my own. Alone, my heart begins to break, as the warmth That was so real a moment ago fades into nothing And my whole life, I've endured this pain Of knowing her absence from me How long must I endure? My guess is that not even the fates can know. Is the one I have sought even real, Or merely my mind soothing my heart As I lay down to dream again? Would that I know love as I dream A love that exists for me, only there It cannot last, I know too well For such luxury is not meant for me Still, I cling to her, lost in her embrace Beyond compare, the love of my dreams
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04-16-2005, 04:33 PM | #1022 |
Trudeau Maniac
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The swirling mass of change and fear,
Threatening all that I hold dear. The routine it is my life, my word, To exit it is to destroy my world, So instead of leaving through that gate, I look to the mirror, my guardian of hate.
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04-16-2005, 09:13 PM | #1023 |
On an exodus.
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When the air is all gone,
when the light dissapears, the darkness of space surrounds us. Yet light is here. Darkness is not a thing, only a word, to symbolize an absence of light. There is light, so there is no darkness. And yet, it is still dark, In the places between the stars.
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04-17-2005, 02:44 AM | #1024 |
Friendly Neighborhood Quantum Hobo
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Somewhere deep inside me,
hidden from the light of reason, it sits and waits to be, the cause for my soul's treason. Slowly it eats through me. The very essence of what I am. Afraid I attempt to flee. Is my whole life just a sham? Someday you shall see, What this shadow would make of me. |
04-17-2005, 03:40 AM | #1025 |
Bullet Bill
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Listen, listen, do you hear the rain?
Listen, listen, do you hear the pain? Listen, listen, the drops of rain. Listen, listen, the moans of pain. Sounds all around you. Listen, listen. Be quiet. Listen. Listen, listen, you might learn something. Listen, listen, pay attention. Listen, listen, the clap. Listen, listen, the scream. Sounds all around you. Listen, listen. Be quiet. Listen. Listen, listen, stand alone in the dark. Listen, listen, open your eyes and ears. Listen, listen, the pleasure. Listen, listen, the pain. Sounds all around you. Listen, listen. Be quiet. Listen. |
04-17-2005, 12:31 PM | #1026 |
Check mate.
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I won't be home. (V.1)
I won't be home don't wait up for me I'll walk the streets let you forget me There ain't nothing that will take the hurt away just another 'I'm sorry' Yet another pity play You're better off without me by your side you lose your pain and regain your pride they'll all smile the hero you are will shine and they'll forget everything of mine I don't mind it's the way it was meant to be I'd give it up if it meant you lived happily So don't wait up I won't be home tonight I'm giving up just to make things be alright. --- Yay, emo poetry. Woo.
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04-18-2005, 12:18 AM | #1027 |
Sent to the cornfield
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: Las Vegas
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Emotional Napkin
salt
and tears of a lifetime shed from drowning eyes her dramatic sighs were real to me though thats the game to break me down as sport nepenthe my pretty little wastebasket all my garbage goes to you and soon I'll take you out for dinner and a movie at least you'll say you knew me when the tears begin again muted are the colors, are the noises as my soul folds within a packet sealed with enmity towards those who never and I, who shall ever force a way to you used is what I am, and meant to be for surely such an idiot deserves what he receives napkin for emotion just soiled and thrown away I am your souls repugnance crumpled and tossed out .............................................. they never love me the way I want them to they always have their reasons that I'm not privy to they want my guilt my apology my reverance my ignorance they won't have it as beautiful as they are I am alone and shall be until the truth comes clothed as a woman ............................... deeper than is known a hurt felt by one abandoned after intercourse left and lost to thought poured are hearts to open minds feel the pain of others don't never open remain aloof and be happy she was *, another too who let me in the door but then, oh then a violent shove left me wanting more but nothing else could sway her heart so blackened by this life I wish I could have read her mind and erased all that reminds of sorrow, pain and misery oh why did she come to me? a foolish boy in sheepish guise with nothing left to compromise a love she wouldn't ever see a fool and nothing more I am your spoken whore a fool and nothing more Last edited by Funka Genocide; 04-18-2005 at 12:33 AM. |
04-18-2005, 07:42 AM | #1028 |
Please Be Well
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Location: Virginia
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I
never saw the sun can't remember days without the load i bear I still can't believe And I'll never be free... I don't know why it takes so long to find the truth again I still can't believe And I want to be free I find myself in waking dreams that seem to numb the pain I still can't believe My spirit's not free My heaven's far away and all my paths lead me astray I still can't believe Sure someday I'll be free Tho guess for now i'll carry on struggle through another day I just can't believe Oh, what I'd give to be free...
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04-18-2005, 08:01 AM | #1029 |
Sent to the cornfield
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drunken poetry :)
find your passion
never in our days will only snow be found on grounds without a flame a fire of our dreams which burn as they must as all life is but ash to an infinite display a violent ever changing main on beasts so untamed and I for lack, or wont of word have never found my cause but to live in honesty and passion all my life |
04-18-2005, 02:19 PM | #1030 |
Check mate.
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Shape Me.
Mould me Bend me Push the boundaries out I know who I am but it's not who you need Don't say, Don't do, Don't be I won't be You don't need to worry about me I'll conform to your wishes Cater to your whim End at the beginning if you so desire I'll keep running no matter how tired Bind me Keep me You won't ever complete me because you can't understand and you refuse to listen please don't, please don't I haven't I won't Not ever again For I know my place You don't realise the pressure You're sorry for pain Yet you don't give in Whip me again I dislike the silence I can't stand the pain but here we are I'm nothing in the end Shape me my friend
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