Poetry.

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  • ok this has no


    title.
    this is about one event that has changed my life in more ways than one, and this


    is about the girl i was talking about, the one who hates me now, but now she doesnt hate me,


    well thats what SHE says...but anyways this is why she despised me.



    The fall has


    the color of your hair.
    Red, yellow, green, all mixing into your sea of beauty.
    The


    moon matches the silver sparkle in your eyes in many forms.
    Cresent for anger, half for


    laughter, and a full moon when we look inot each others eyes.
    The sun has the predictable


    personallity.
    Rising to bring light into everyones day, and setting when you are mad at


    them, banishing them to the dark depths of your heart.


    Our love is like the fall, a


    mix of emotions.
    The fall brings all of your love in a flurry of leaves.
    But that


    might change soon.
    Bitter winds come like harsh words, turning the land into a barren


    winter.
    Your thoughts come at me like sharpened knives, threatening to slice my world in


    two.
    Ever since that Summer night when we almost shared that passonate kiss i ever-so


    wanted, you started to throw your hatred down upon me.
    It has started to make my world


    dull and cold.
    If this world of mine depends on our love then it is over.
    The world


    still turns to waste.


    And all your beauty, and our love, shall die when the last leaf


    falls.
    This world cannot live without you by its side.

  • he he.....a poem in 5 minutes and i believe its really good :D


    ...............no proofreading yet Pandora...( and if someone can come up with a title that


    will be much appreciated. )




    We march off once again.
    Into the depths of


    hell we go.
    But hand in hand we cannot see.
    This place isn't for what cannot be.
    I


    did not heed your warning.
    And now i seem lost in love's warming.
    I stay in the


    shadows of life.
    I stay in the spotlight of strife.
    I cannot see why we went.
    But


    you seem to regret what we spent.


    I march alone.
    I fight below.
    We were not


    meant to be.
    But I don't care about this maybe.
    If I find a way to come home


    tonight.
    And find a way to fly this senseless kite.
    I promise that we do not miss this


    perfect flight.

  • I didn't know what you bore.
    Now once


    again you walk once more.
    We needn't go down that path.
    But once again I incured


    God's wrath.


    We yelled at night's end.
    And threw ourselves in the bin.
    I


    didn't know what to say.
    Until that horrible day.


    I was called to journey.
    My


    desision needs no jury.
    I have walked onto my road.
    Theres no need to


    brood.


    You came running on the air.
    Unwary of the Sky God's fare.
    He sent word


    for the Sun God's tamed.
    And then received the dark flame.


    No one knew what it


    felt.
    When i was crying when I knelt.
    I saw the goddess-given amber of your wind-swept


    hair.
    And saw that it was taken, and place upon a mare.


    I tamed the mare, and


    dubbed it thee.
    Now we can forever be.
    Not in physical, but in spiritual.
    With this


    memento can I make it through this duel?


    I saw your necklace brimming with


    love.
    And saw the fire kill a dove.
    I took your necklace and took off again.
    And


    went off to kill what stood dealing pain.

  • heres a good short one i made for a girl suffering a


    break-up that is causing havoc for BOTH parties...



    My love.
    You are as


    beautiful as a dove.
    I don't know who you are.
    But we did not meet in some random


    bar.


    I didn't know what to expect for this.
    But I know it had to come from


    bliss.
    I don't want you to live in shame.
    But I don't want you to be hurt by love's


    flame.

  • I hate this trek.
    I always fall upon this sunken deck.
    I am


    away from your beautiful face.
    But you gave me a piece of your beautiful lace.


    I


    wish to return direct.
    But I'm hiding from those who wish me a wreck.
    I do not wish


    to make you wait.
    But this journey has one more date.


    I have met a powerful king


    who may be.
    And he has made powerful thee.
    I go to the land he depises.
    And there I


    am to capture these elegant prizes.


    I go and look out to see.
    And then reality


    stung like a bee.
    I look upon the land.
    And see what i made from caravan.


    I go


    to the manor's tower, holding your flower.
    And see another man in my shower.

  • Haiku to


    You
    Uninspired man
    Sits frowning, drumming fingers;
    He has no haiku.


    Bald


    head, smeared with sun,
    Whiteness, time passes, redness.
    Melanin needed.


    I like


    chess 'cause there's
    No moral grey area.
    I'm a simple man.


    Old, dried coffee


    stain,
    A reminder of good times
    When I had coffee.


    Meaningless fury
    In a


    rough sea of chatter.
    Truth, unfindable.


    Intresting poeme oO



    Fleet Captain Spiky / WL

  • My Lady.
    I wish to see you daily.
    I know you wish to see me blamed.
    But I


    still hold that memory of you in that mid-summers flame.


    I wish not to leave.
    But


    you must believe.
    I fight for the things we share.
    And the ideals that we


    bare.


    I wish to contiune this love.
    But in this war, love is as fragile as a


    dove.
    I do not wish to leave you in the dust.
    But in this war death sends a


    gust.


    I do not wish to live in fear.
    But I know that I will die here.

  • Why do I love you?
    My love for you sticks like glue.
    I do not wish to proclaim my


    full love.
    But I wish to wed, and fly like doves.


    I am a soldier as well.
    But I


    do not want you to be a widow to dwell.
    I left you in the night.
    So that you do not


    take flight.


    I do not know what to do.
    But in this war something is due.
    I did


    not wish to leave.
    But if I stay this world will bleed.


    I know deep down you still


    love me as well.
    But I do not think it should meld.
    This war has been really


    depressing.
    Making the evil in men awake from resting.


    I finally came back, but


    you shouldn't gloat.
    And I did not realize this until I had my blade at your throat.

  • Ecstasy


    I popped the pill.
    Unaware of the bill.
    I stepped out of the


    door.
    And went back to the floor.


    I felt the pill kick in.
    But my mind did not


    know the end.
    I started to feel the cool.
    As if i jumped into the pool.


    I


    started to feel the heat.
    While I was moving to the beat.
    Heat and cold in one perfect


    essence.
    Made me feel like in Evanesence.


    I didn't know when to stop.
    Until I


    was busted by the cop.
    I saw you at the club when i was beening taken to base.
    And


    later you wrote that words could not describe my face

  • that's deep, BW. here's one of mine.


    The


    Shadow


    The shadow i shall speak of,
    Is not fiction, but is truth.
    Even now i


    see it in every corner,
    Every room, every crack.


    It consumes all it can.;
    But


    some it cannot touch.
    When i look at these people,
    I see a glowing light.


    A


    light no shadow can hide,
    A light that darkness can't even approach.
    It shrinks in


    fear as these people draw near;
    For it knows it cannot touch them.


    Instead it


    rtetreats back to its corner
    And waitrs for someone else;
    Someone it can


    posion.


    And day by day, what i see is different.
    The lights become more


    numerous;
    Brighter.


    Keeping the shadow in its corner.
    Flushing it out of the


    poisined.
    Forcing it back every second.


    The shadow knows it's losing.
    It


    doesn't have much time.
    It tries to fight back, but can't.


    The light cannot be


    touched by darkness.
    The shadow, it destroys.


    And when the light gliws bright


    enough,
    The shadow will be no more.


    Peace will finally reign on earth,
    And


    all will be rejoicing.


    For all are free from the shadow,
    And shall be;




    Forevermore.

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  • good one, edgar all...


    er... baldy



    here's one of mine... it's alright, i wrote a few years ago


    though...


    Always, Never Leaving


    In captivity, always, never


    leaving,
    Lost my way, cant get back,
    Look at my wounded life,
    Never had a


    friend,
    In envy, always, never leaving.


    In my own prison, alone,
    Hold my


    breath, let me go,
    Let me leave this place,
    Find a friend, find a life,
    In shadows,


    always, never leaving.


    Let me not be unguided,
    Show me the way,
    Show me the


    friend I never had,
    Give me the sound of life,
    In captivity, let me


    leave.




    and here's another



    Not Enough (Time)


    There


    is not enough,
    Not enough money,
    For the great monopolies,
    Not enough


    time.


    There is not enough,
    Not enough music,
    For the great musicians,
    Not


    enough time.


    There is not enough,
    Not enough kindhearted,
    For the many in


    need,
    Not enough time.


    There is not enough,
    Not enough time,
    For those


    without,
    Not enough time



    and one more



    Inescapable Walls




    I have been isolated in my chamber,
    I cannot escape its walls,
    I look for a


    door, a window,
    But none are there.


    I have been stranded here,
    More times than


    once,
    Nothing, only the cold, hard ground,
    I cannot escape its walls.


    The


    chamber I speak of,
    With nothing but walls,
    Is not in reality,
    But I visit it in my


    sleep.


    The only force that can recede me from this chamber,
    Is only the light


    touch of an awakening hand,
    It is not a place of harmony,
    Nor one of


    despair.


    It has become an unwanted tradition,
    For I am there very often,
    I am


    in deep sleep, dreaming, dreaming,
    I cannot escape its walls.


    id on't like the


    name for that one, suggestions?

    Your fate is always at your heels. That bleeding feeling when you run into the night from it, it will remain. On your endless run from that one thing that you know will catch up.


    You will be delivered.



    Peace

  • man fuck these


    poems of mine...heres a short one i thought of.


    Take my love from the sky


    above,
    Throw it away with your deceptive dove.
    You shot me down and clipped my


    wings,
    And told me where to go with these silver rings.

  • that's awesome, dude!


    that last line has too many syllables,


    lmao


    it's great,though, but if you can cut it down a bit, it could sound


    better


    then again, poetry isn't about sounding well, it's about what you


    feel


    and that's about as deep as you'll ever hear me : )



    this one I


    wrote in third grade : )


    Hello, my name is stinky, and my favorite color is


    pinky,
    I don't have any more to write, So go away before i bite


    haha, i was so


    lame.... fallen, you wouldn't remember that one, would you?



    oh, and my poem


    about the walls, that was an actual dream i had, then i thought it could metaphoracle,


    lol



    and at nuclearwinter's "civil war"... I LOVE THAT SONG : )


    and it's


    very true

    Your fate is always at your heels. That bleeding feeling when you run into the night from it, it will remain. On your endless run from that one thing that you know will catch up.


    You will be delivered.



    Peace

  • One of these days I'm gonna believe,
    One of these days


    I'm gonna break free,
    I'm gonna reach into the night and not settle for just the


    stars,
    I'm gonna move right by them.
    Come and try to find me in the dark!


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    Only dead fish swim with the stream.
    Don't discuss with idiots. They only drag you down to their level and then beat you with experience there.


    This is ten percent luck,
    Twenty percent skill,
    Fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
    Five percent pleasure,
    Fifty percent pain,
    And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

  • What is


    depression but a thief in the night here to steal our joy
    What is depression but a


    sledgehammer that does nothing but destroy


    Why does depressoin always come when your


    floating on a cloud
    Why does depression always come when you think you cant come


    down


    How can depression be so strong and rip peoples lives apart
    How can


    depression strike so suddenly like a poisonous dart


    Depression is an emotoin that you


    will have to control
    For depressoin run rampant can lead to your greatest loss of all.

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