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 Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 11:13 am
Place of Restore
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Taka's Personal Poetry
-- Note: I put this up for everyone's enjoyment, so please don't steal, that's not very nice.
Please leave me your comments.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2008 10:59 pm
A Demonic Aura
Written By: Miss Demon Taka
Things fly past my eyes,
Nothing looked as if they were mine,
Squares, pencils, paint, dyes,
Circles, photos, chairs, maybe a dime.
The rushing of waves can be heard,
My knees fall to the ground.
The shaking of earth can be felt,
My hands rise to my head.
The third eye that belongs to me,
Is damaged beyond repair.
The aching won’t stop stirring,
For I’m not long from:
..........................‘Might as well be dead.’
Body trembling,
Heart slowing,
Mind remembering,
Hands finding;
Eyes opening,
Eyes realizing;
Feet moving
Feet standing.
I am ready for this fight,
The one that has been calling.
As I straighten to my full height,
My hair waving, eyes glowing, power returning.
Now I haven't written any poetry in awhile so this was a lot of fun, considering it only took 20 minutes to come up with.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2008 11:01 pm
No UnderstandingI am trapped in a world, Where everyone doesn’t understand, How fragile a life is. With all these deaths, No one can understand, How much blood there is. The rain has been taken and forgotten Something that no one will understand, How it can sweep away the sorrow that is.
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