5 minute poetry

[Ravenstorm]

All purpose Poetry thread. hmm. Thinking... Thinking....


The wind she blows on lake Champlain
no, that's been done before
I love thee truely, yes I do
that's rotten to the core

the same thing happens every time
I try to start a rhyme
but oh, it takes so very long
to start the first damn line

For minutes, hours, days or weeks
I say lines in my head
Nodding when I think one's found
then shaking it instead

Sometime I'm driven to the point of
instability
and I must let my anger out.
I miss my poor old tree

But hey, that doesn't matter now
because it seems that I
have finished one more poem
though line one is not quite mine


and fin. so ends post number three. I hope you all enjoy

[BlackMageGirl!]

Okay...this is weird. I was talking to Cloud on IM and he asked me what I was thinking. And in response this poem came out! It was purely on the spot imagination....as always, enjoy.

About what happened....
About what's to come...
And what is here now.
Searching for meaning for being...
I turn my thoughts to vague lines.
And my pen flies across the page...
For another felt thing is too large to keep.
Coming forth like water from a fountain...
My life is displayed among these humble words.
They live, they breathe...
They are more real than real...
I ponder on how I come to this.
How I can display such great things,
In such little words.

[Aeria]

The Undefeatable Castle

I stand all the way up at the castle's wall
I see the charging enemy, but I know that this castle will not fall
It is not because it's so well built, or the walls so strong
Not because we are well armed, or cause we are righteous and the enemy is wrong
It is because the men who defend it
Even though exhausted, they will never give up, even a bit
They fight until they die, to the last man
And I will fight along side them, as hard as I can
I am proud to fight with them, till I meet my death
I will stay by their side, till I draw my last breath...

This inspired me some... To write this.

An army stands before our gate,
Attacking us at home,
They charge the walls till hour late,
O'er miles have they roamed.

Our castle better, kingdom fairer,
Than country they came from,
I see a young man, banner bearer,
Through chill wind they have come.

They use their swords, and children too,
To take the prize we hold,
We fight with heart the whole day through,
Each man standing bold.

Though we may die, they won't yet win,
They cannot have our prize,
For our treasure resides in us as kin,
For whom we give our lives.

When we are gone, and phantoms come,
What is it they have gained?
The night's long curse will strike them dumb,
As murderers they're named.

[BlackMageGirl!]

I pick up an old picture frame...
and stare at the happy girl who was.
She who had light, she who was bright
Naive, pure, like a delicate flower.
Her eyes stare into life and smiles.
What has happened to that happy girl?
did life wear down those happy features?
Like water on the sands of time....
I sit there for a moment.
Wishing, wanting....regretting.
for actions of long ago
for her shattered mirror of innocence.
And thus she stands now...
the weight of sin in her heart..
The girl she once knew, gone.

[Pixie]

This is more of a frustration poem, if you can call it a poem, more then anything else.

Where are you taking me?
I was holding your hand but now i've lost you..
All I see is darkness before me.
I cry out, searching for someone to help me.
I once held your hand, but you aren't there anymore.
Why must you torment me day and day?
Why must you confuse me so?
Speak now and tell me your reasons.
Why you have left me.
What is going to happen between us.
Are we ever going to be?
I just need to remember..
Nothing stands in the way of true love.

[Funka Genocide]

She was standing there
wherever this may be
She without a name
and always far from me

currents deadly flow between
the shores of Her and I
jagged rocks beneath the rapids
and silver little lies

once thought I we were the same
and only chance had split us
now its clear what curse endured
the pain of human lust

[Demon with a Glass Hand]

The Difficult Choice

The choice lay before me
I am left tormented
For the choices that lay before me
Call to me

Each want my attention
Each want the others to fail
And with this horrible competetion
I am in the center

They tug at me
They yell at me
They whisper sweet nothings
When the others aren't looking

I try to tell them that
I'm just not interested
in this sort of thing
anymore

But they are always there
Tugging
Yelling
Sweet Nothings

So, at the end,
I am left to choose one
And the others are heartbroken
But is this really my fault?!

I mean, who can really choose
between
Star Ocean 3
Disgea
Final Fantasy X
or the MGS3 demo?

I want to play them all!

(heh heh heh. I dedicate this poem to BMG! She knows why.)

[Funka Genocide]

wet before the dawn
and all before is calm
those fires burned til fuel was gone
those metal walls glow red

the beating in my head
of what was never said
a force of nature, gods own hand
a bullet through my mind

"shes gone!" it screams
for good it seems
and for the good of her
I'd suffer as I do

And I want nothing more
than to be her paramor
but she is not just one
all the world embodied

"love me!" my soul pleads
its dying page, it reads
like fiction, cheap and worthless
decaying and forgotten

nothing left to say
but I know someday
I'll speak more just the same
on topics best left dead

[BlackMageGirl!]

Here's another BMG! and CS collaboration!

I stand at a crossroads, two paths before me...
I wonder which to take, my fears beside thee
With you by my side, no challenge is too great
But none of the rewards could compensate
For true love lost, there is but one choice
I wanted to say it, to hear it in my voice...
Alas, we could not find the key to it all
We left, deep in our sorrows downfall
With our friends far behind, I felt the need to comfort you
With my feelings aside, were they false or were they true?
I now realize, for me, you were always there.
too late, it seems, to even compare
My heart was with hers, while yours was with mine
How cruel it seems, with the passage of time.
With her now gone, our chance is renewed
And thus I spoke, these events ensued.
With our new love, we will find a way
Finally, those three words we will say.
The world may end, but I will not leave your side.
Always together, against times relentless tide.

[Sithdarth]

It's a feeling quite interesting
still very confusing it is
A pain quite searing
with this overwhelming bliss

It covers doubts and fear
only to later lay them bare
my health I hold not dear
Still forward I stare

Swifty moving quite slow
Seems like time enough to move
Yet still I take quite the blow
On I go something left to prove