11-13-2004, 12:12 AM | #441 |
Funcraft II: "Let's all get along!"
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"En Guarde"
riposte, parry, thrust, counter each step an intricate dance of adrenaline vs. adrenaline, a deadly tango of glinting meatal, Like two great philosophers, going head to head in the forum, or the endless repitition in which the animal attacks the mirror, That is, until someones becomes a shischkabob...
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Due to several pending lawsuits, Blizzard's long anticipated next installment in the famed Starcraft series, Starcraft II, has been renamed "Funcraft II". In addition, according to a Blizzard spokesman, the game will no longer focus on interstellar battle but will instead be centered around the idea of nonviolent conflict resolution, with the game's ultimate goal being to bring about interstellar harmony. |
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Song for the Eumenides
Sometimes kind is cruel, to be lead along a path, mislead by deciet. Come to me, furies. Come to me, oh, kindly ones, Protect innocense now. Punish the guilty, Strike terror in the evil, make them flee from you. Those who have spilt blood, There will be no forgiveness, and no forgeting. and a love poem to break the pattern. HAH I'm not a one trick pony. Haters! Me Amore You brighten my day, There are no words to describe, Your lips are so sweet, Your smile radiates, Your heart is so wonderful, Like a perfect day, or like a great dream, Your hugs make me feel content, Safe, away from harm, I am ever pleased, Your love is all I need now, happyness at last.
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11-13-2004, 05:13 AM | #443 |
Check mate.
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Wasted passion in the eyes of God.
Paint a picture of harmony where the blue angel cries her wings raw and featherless Wasted in fields of white as she seeks her truth in the passions of God Rain falls without him in her life seeking to see through new eyes to witness the love that he could show but he has left her out there cold Could he care that she is crying? Her perfect wings now weathered through his forgiveness not given her worth now outgrown she'll live out there, wandering along in the wasted passion within the eyes of God.
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11-13-2004, 11:43 AM | #444 |
Sent to the cornfield
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Die and Die
what was it
thinking out the ground below in these ashes it did grow so delicate again, again it cried so fierce never, oh but for thee I pierce lament and fury shall prevail not wondering behind the veil it stays, and it shall forever no will consumed or faultered but die and die and once more for a cause it never knew joyous for is part so played like angles which don't fit |
11-13-2004, 02:20 PM | #445 |
Deus Lupus
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And after all the turmoil and heartache
All the signs point my way if prophecies don't lie then she's the one she is the star-bearer a star in her soul a light to guide my way as I must guide her to the horizons. I thought her gone I thought her lost but she's always been there in my heart just waiting for me to see her face again. just as she has waited for me to rekindle the fire that once danced in her heart.
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11-13-2004, 07:41 PM | #446 |
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I come in,
A stranger, someone new He sees me, he greets me A bond is forged And I talk to him Something grew inside But, not knowing, gone to another He sighs, for he thinks he has lost The brief bondage, the fragile chain Was broken, such a short life He comforts me, and once again Feelings grow inside... A mistake is made I, weeping, leave that place He calls out to me But to no avail Fear overwhelmed me I change my name I hide my face I crept among the shadows Then I remember once again What we have shared and I realized my foolishness I move back into the light Heart beating, palms sweating I walk up to him, eyes downcast Then startled because he embraced me And whispered "you came back to me." Then, something breaks inside I cling to him, sobbing Yet at the same time, smiling For I have found him, at last. Last edited by BlackMageGirl!; 12-15-2004 at 01:36 PM. |
11-13-2004, 08:30 PM | #447 |
Cyberpunk Detective
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Flatline
Top of the line The money I paid worth it? I wonder now ... For if everything, when all the pieces fell into place, taking longer than promised anyways, make up a complete and flawless whole, Then why the fuck did my "STATE OF THE ART" hard drive Flatline?! (Author's note: Ah, the crash of November 12, 2004. I remember it well.) Silver Lining Well, shit. My computer just died. But Wait! But Wait! I may not have a computer, but I do have a fancy new coffee table!
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11-13-2004, 09:48 PM | #448 |
Enigma
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First poem in a long time:
I hate living in a world where I am ignored where everything bliss is more than I can afford where nobody truly likes me and no one cares where I'm lied to, spit at, and joked at my despair where everything seems like heaven at the start and then crashes and burns, tearing me apart where I can disappear and no one could care where there's never ever anyone truly there I hate living in a world where I am ignored and I don't think I want to live in it anymore
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11-13-2004, 11:50 PM | #449 |
Light Warrior
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Inspired by the poem above, here is one that I just whipped up.
I hate living in a world where I'm abused, Laughed at, torn apart and ultimately used. Where The only compliments that I ever can recieve, Are when they want some more from me, and so they do deceive. I cry at night because the world is so insensitive, The endless hate, forever lies they take my will to live. Everywhere I turn it seems that things are getting worse, There is no place to find respite, yet for this place I thirst. There is one way for me to try to even this horrid score, I'll end their noise, take them to night, and silence evermore. Inspired completely by me. Absolutely nothing caused this poem to come about, except for my thoughts alone. Oh crud, I'm about to double post. I'll just edit the last one and add this to it. This poem that is to follow has no name... But it deserves one, I think it is really good. I shall call it "Tears of the Past". I was just thinking about things in my life, and how good it was a long time ago. It makes me wonder how my two nephews are feeling, the wonder that everything must be to them. They must be happy children... (Even though they scream alot). Ok, without anymore of my emotional thoughts, here's the poem. Actually, if it weren't for that double posting rule (I think each poem deserves its own post personally), this would be post number 300 for me! Yay me! The crash of waves makes my heart stir, As memories flash to life, Of childhood days and carefree nights, And a world that's free from strife. The wind it calls me to a time When life seemed such a joy, A time long past that I called mine, A little girl or boy. The rain hits drums in endless beat, That call me to the past, Of Summer days that bore such heat, When Winter couldn't last. The thunder strikes that split the night, Coming closer and more near, Take me back to children's sight, Where I would cower with fear. The snow that falls so softly by upon this hallowed ground, Reminds me at one time the sky Seemed bluer, the sun more round. It seems I've lost my way right now, I don't know why or when, And I don't know who or what or how, To find my way again. And so right now my eyes can't see For they are full of tears, Each is for a memory, That has lasted all these years. I miss so much, and wish that I could go back... I wish I could be truly happy again...
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11-14-2004, 06:54 AM | #450 |
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My Beautiful
There are very few things that make me cry as much as you seem to do You lift me up and onto your wings to fly you always carry through If I falter, you'll stand there strong until I find my way You find the means to carry on you do that day to day Without fail, you're always there waiting until I come around And even though I've often been debating you give me solid ground You are my beautiful, my everything the reason that I live And with pride that's why I wear your ring and accept all that you give Because this love is beautiful and now I have no fear Not because I feel it's dutiful but because I hold you dear So I'll try to wipe away the tears that I so often cry I'll have you with me through the years Lifting me on high And I won't worry and I won't doubt because I know it true I'll live this dream and love throughout loving my beautiful you.
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