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 Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 9:11 am
Spookys_Heart Butterfly Butterfly wings caress my cheeks, Mystical love they show, There pixie dust floating around, Although they die slowly, You never know, They but a smile on your face, You think, Year after year they come, But really they are but copies, Of the original ones you loved, Butterfly wings caress my cheeks, Different yet all the same, And the rain does fall, The pixie dust fails, And all this washes away. _________________________________ before my eyes Before my eyes I see my love, Although miles away they stand, Forever close, Forever far, Forever just out of reach of my hand, A sorrowful sigh escapes me, A longing to hold you near, Yet forever your absence does plague me, Forever my sins are clear, My tears, they threaten to drown me. My words, they threaten to choke. My actions show nothing of my longing, They all think it’s all only a joke, Emotionless I stand before them, Inside my heart rings clear, Missing your every notice, You every smile, You every word you allow me to hear. ____________________________________ Lieing for happiness Softly smile to me through the darkness, Whisper to me it's all right, Lie to me with the truth you tell, It helps me live through another night, Light up my world with your smile, Shade my heart with your tears, Plague my soul with your presence, Let your sweet nothings caress my ear, You said it would be ok, I beleived you, You said it would be ok, you lied. Screams of pain, I hear them not, Drowning in sorrow, I needn't the air. Stay with me till tomorrow, Let me know your always there. Left alone in the shadows, Left alone with my pain, I read past the smiles and laughter, You left me alone agian. You have quite a nack for poetry.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:06 pm
So this is about the rain, its been raining a lot here in Austin, TX heh.
Watching The Rain
Sit and let it be your soul
The sound of the crying sky
Rest easy in your iron chair
And see the world through fogged crystal.
Let the cool breeze wash over you.
Let it calm your heart.
Be still and listen for the tune.
A tune I call natures art.
Drops, little drops at first.
Then they grow in size.
To fall and pound like a fist.
Its more beautiful then I relived.
It is a time of peace and silence.
A time to let go of forgotten pain.
Let it run in your veins like a lance.
As you watch the falling rain.
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~(LillithSoulshroud)~ Crew
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 8:51 pm
I love you
How do I speak the words,
I fear to say each everyday,
(I love you)
How do i speak the words,
That will hurt me in the end,
I don't think I can pretend,
(I love you)
Better of just friends?
How can i say that with a straight face,
not chokeing on my words,
better of just friends?
(I love you)
Not that you will understand,
not that you will care,
not that you will ever know,
I feel like this,
I'm scared.
But I love you.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 9:29 pm
My my, isn't this place thriving. Excellent work by you all.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 9:54 pm
and untitled project I started about 15 minutes ago and just wrote what came to mind. tell me what you think of it.
Liberation shackles gone, to be free from your constraints..,
The curve is thrown into the play, extinction of the saints...
Into the edifice of usury.
To have the safety in your home go all awry.
The love you shared, the lives you spared, now in all short supply.
Dysfunctional Notoriety.
The benefactors spare the lives of damned, corrupted souls.
Until the clock reaches its tock, from whom the bell tolls.
Unforgiving Society.
With death drawing closer with every breathe that pass.
The defiance is now coming clear, through yonder looking glass.
Creating all Anxiety.
But where is your savior now?
Where is your salvation?
Now to whom do you bow?
Ultimatum: Devastation.
The fall of every nation.
To be without, the chance of doubt.
Is man's own assassination, of the purity left in a child's eyes?
For the nubile color is now dull and grey,
The joy is gone, apocalyptic dawn, hell on earth today.
But isn't one here now to save us?
For a life is but a fairy tale, the knights in shining armor.
But the stories plague, the thoughts are vague, false truths are but the charmer.
In which lead us into dismay.
That maybe there is no god, no lord, and there is no father.
But with these conditions, bereft of superstitions, I am not left to bother.
With the thoughts to question our grand deity.
The liberation of our work is but captivation of the mind.
To use your eyes, and hear the cries, will heed to those blind.
I seize the thoughts: Variety.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:57 pm
There is a hole,
a wound aching in my chest.
I can feel it oozing
and I can clutch my breast
with both hands and the feeling wont fade.
Tears swell in the my eyes;
the pain is accumulating.
And with full ducts,
a momentary release passes by.
To be balanced again,
and fill this hole,
would take a miracle-
no. Just time.
Nobody has time.
Everybody wants a quick fix.
I'm falling apart in the inner folds of my mind,
the little girl inside
is no longer jumping over the grey matter lumps.
She just, walks around,
head drooped low.
Occasionally she'll look up
with an accusing look:
a sense of doubt, guilty, and disgust.
I feel weak.
The core has been pulled out from under me,
like a table cloth trick
with all the silverware still standing-
the candle sticks are only now realizing
that they are supposed to fall over,
dead like.
The plate,
which is always full,
only now seems to slide to the tables edge.
Putting my hands to my ears,
I'm waiting for my own crash-
my own inflicted crash.
And the little girl screams at the top of her lungs,
"STOP IT!"
"STOP THIS!!"
Her annoyed aura wafts to the surface of the cerebral fluid.
And all is calm,
too clam.
For now the parasympathetic has kicked in-
the time for rest and calm tranquility is in.
And for now,
the hole is forgotten
and my world is at peace.
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~(LillithSoulshroud)~ Crew
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2006 12:14 am
~Life~
How can I be open,
When I only want to hide?
When being me is really,
A scary thought to recognize,
For no one knows the real me,
Know one knows how it is,
To play this game everyday,
Pretending you have a life to live.
I wish I knew how to tell them,
I'm not the me they see,
I'm so different on the inside,
With a fear of rejection from humanity,
Please help me,
Guide me through the fog,
Please save me,
Remove the arrow from my heart.
I hide it all beneath a smile,
A laugh, a no good joke,
But a pained life I lead none the less,
I feel smothered beneath the endless smoke,
I feel like life is a disease,
One that we can't cure,
that kills you softly,
Your born with it,
No immunity to it,
And..
sometimes the only cure is death.
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2006 11:32 pm
I want to cry but no tears come out. I want to smile but I just cant. My tears are fake. My smiles fake. Everything in my life is fake. My friends are fake. I am fake. we try to be everything other than what we are.I want to cry but no tears come out. I want to smile but I just cant.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 5:10 pm
Death.
We go on by
From day to day
Wondering, 'is this the end'
But nobody knows
For she works in wonders
The way she takes us...
She is the one, who does not breath
Does not smile
Does not sing
For she cannot, she only can,
Take us with her
Follow her plan.
She takes those
Who she deems worthy
Young or old. It varies many..
Do not fear her, she is thy queen.
Keeping order, as only she can.
She is a life
That's withered away
Into the abyss, of nothingness
She brings us all..
We may live on, or simply stray
But we'll never know.
For She, dear friend,
She is, our end.
***
This is just a random poem I thought of....
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 12:03 pm
your in trouble for what you did
your in trouble dont look at me
you did it your self
you dug your own hole
so dont look at me im not your mole
you can make me so angry then you smile and i forget what you did for a while
You did your own holes yet you clib right out
how can i ever keep a dought when i know you'll be right out
your back on your feet then you do something wrong
you get knocked off your feet to the hard hard ground.
your back in trouble
so dont look at me its not my fault
im just being me
this is Your in Trouble
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 1:51 am
 "Divine"
Do you have any inkling?
Of what You mean to Me?
The velvet chains of your presence...
Have long ago whirled around my heart their links.
You are my sustenance,my ground...
When You are not around, I am the starving tree.
You were overflowing....in beauty and kindness.
Do you wonder still why I was so jealous?
I was so afraid that you wouldn't be by my side for very long.
That some Aphrodite would take you away just because she can...
That she would see what I've seen...and never let you go.
No frivolous Beauty took you away...
My fiery and angry feelings destroyed the beautiful thing that was us.
Unreturned Love,I thought,wasted away our friendship roots.
Now Here I am in this suffocating Darkness where you the Light once stood.
How wrong I was and how hungry I am for your love...
No matter what form it may come in.
Can you ever feel for me again?
Or has Time washed away what is left of me in your Mind.
Can you at least come back and tell me that you don't Hate me.
Stem with those words this hemorrhaging scar in this dying tree's heart.
The last words I want to say in this poem of the heart is....
To Err is Human.
To Forgive...
Divine.
Written By: Halo_Rising
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 6:44 pm
Rayge and untitled project I started about 15 minutes ago and just wrote what came to mind. tell me what you think of it. Liberation shackles gone, to be free from your constraints..,
The curve is thrown into the play, extinction of the saints...
Into the edifice of usury.
To have the safety in your home go all awry.
The love you shared, the lives you spared, now in all short supply.
Dysfunctional Notoriety.
The benefactors spare the lives of damned, corrupted souls.
Until the clock reaches its tock, from whom the bell tolls.
Unforgiving Society.
With death drawing closer with every breathe that pass.
The defiance is now coming clear, through yonder looking glass.
Creating all Anxiety.
But where is your savior now?
Where is your salvation?
Now to whom do you bow?
Ultimatum: Devastation.
The fall of every nation.
To be without, the chance of doubt.
Is man's own assassination, of the purity left in a child's eyes?
For the nubile color is now dull and grey,
The joy is gone, apocalyptic dawn, hell on earth today.
But isn't one here now to save us?
For a life is but a fairy tale, the knights in shining armor.
But the stories plague, the thoughts are vague, false truths are but the charmer.
In which lead us into dismay.
That maybe there is no god, no lord, and there is no father.
But with these conditions, bereft of superstitions, I am not left to bother.
With the thoughts to question our grand deity.
The liberation of our work is but captivation of the mind.
To use your eyes, and hear the cries, will heed to those blind.
I seize the thoughts: Variety.
Beautiful and also chilling...Bravo Rayge! ^_^ Keep up the good work! Sin, Halo_Rising mrgreen
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 9:40 pm
Shadow's Edge
I sit there alone,
My freinds are gone,
They are lost,
In the shadows.
I ask myself,
Did they fall off the edge.
The silence scares me,
More than anything.
If they fell,
Would I hear the screams.
I hope I would,
That way i wouldn't have,
False hope.
The dark shadows,
Roll and twist,
Dangerously.
I hear,
Two screams.
They last forever.
Two of my friends,
Are dead.
But where is the other. -nyalk512
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 10:27 pm
My friend loved this one and forced me to copy it for her.
Roses on a Grave
As I walk silently,
With roses in my hand.
I let out a silent cry,
Why did you die.
I killed you,
It was you or me.
I won,
You lost.
Most people say that,
You deserved it.
You a murderer,
You were my friend.
I didn't believe it,
When you held a gun,
To my head.
If the police,
Didn't arrive.
People think,
I would have died.
But I don't,
You wouldn't,
Would you? ~Nyalk512
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 12:55 pm
ive got one,
Friendships are fires,
Burning and lighting the world around us.
Friendships can be harmful
Collapsing like burnt logs.
They warm the heart;
Then yet again they can burn the soul.
Friends are needed
Just like we need our essentials
To get us through the good and the bad.
A friend is always there,
No matter what the reason.
A friend will always understand
A friend is Gods gift.
like it? comment it makes me write better.
i see all these poems mine seem so so amature.
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