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 Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 7:59 pm
hey. i've decided to post some of my work in the guild. here is one of my favorites. and yes. all this was written by me
Desperation
Alas! what canst thou see?
thy burning away?
this agony?
whither away, like all the rest
this wretched soul
tried it's best
pain stricken within thee
within thy loved ones eyes
pain coming to torment thee
plotting thy demise
seeking a place to nurture thyself
within another, dying soul
seeking a place to ready thyself
within a shelter, another's embrace
slow and steady preparation
beating fast, unwilling to face,
this burning hearts desperation
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 9:44 pm
Mad kudos to you Black... Thats very well done and thought up... I love it... twisted
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 6:24 am
Serious Hatred Mad kudos to you Black... Thats very well done and thought up... I love it... twisted thanks!. i have many others.. a few of them are currently resting in the writers guild "infinite possibilities"
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 10:54 am
post some more 3nodding I haven't written poetry in a LONG time...I did win a competition to get 2 of my poems in 2 books though..but looking backa t them I don't they're that good now sweatdrop
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Shadow__Dweller Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 7:50 pm
here's one i wrote to dedicate a cello performance to my Fiancee
S.W.H. : The Reason I Survive
Across the plains of this torment,
Dost a wretched soul wander.
14 years of rain upon it,
For e're trying to find relief upon yonder.
And, thus, to the nigh goddess beauty whom saved thy life and put thy heart at ease,
An oath to her, i place a solemn duty.
Her soothing voice, calming, like a gentle breeze,
Stir forth, in this hollow, horrid shell of thee,
Life, hope and emotion once given up in thy mind
To put into music, where words cannot be,
For her on this day, a soul so hard to find.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 7:54 pm
this one is kinda twisted.. it's the first one i had written in the perspective of another person. it's about a submissive man living with a Dominatrix woman.
Pangs of pain
looming o'er thee like a shadow.a hawk
with promises of something i desire
yet when one cannot complete demands as such,
pits your heart against you like a burning fire
i worry at what this may do..too little or too much
to the bond we share. a path i forever want to walk
these pangs of pain, they strike within
every time her voice wavers in discontent
an obsession of pleasing her forces my will, pained and bent
her upset, jabs at me,such a painful poisoned pin
i do what i can, no matter how hard i try
these pangs of pain.. my love for her. forever eternal
in her upset one question echoes in my mind."why?"
i do anything for her, to my best extent, sometimes my pain. infernal.
in her joy, the pangs at ease
in my rest, i can join her, savoring the breeze .
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 5:04 am
hey can i put in some of mine?
i write alot
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 6:41 am
scullus hey can i put in some of mine? i write alot sure! 3nodding
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 8:23 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 8:26 am
Disappointing lies
A million promises made, a million broken.
I have learnt this from all the lies spoken.
There is no such thing as perfect
But maybe that is its effect
There’s no silver lining, no pot of gold
Just to live your soul must be sold
Hope is a dreamer’s word
Ironic… for even dreaming is absurd
I now know the real deal
To survive, you must be as cold as steal
All disappointment in disguise
All just a giant pack of lies
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 9:16 am
scullus Disappointing lies A million promises made, a million broken. I have learnt this from all the lies spoken. There is no such thing as perfect But maybe that is its effect There’s no silver lining, no pot of gold Just to live your soul must be sold Hope is a dreamer’s word Ironic… for even dreaming is absurd I now know the real deal To survive, you must be as cold as steal All disappointment in disguise All just a giant pack of lies cool.. but, i think you meant "steel" sweatdrop other than that, the flow is very nice
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 9:23 am
sorry my spelling is atrocious
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 9:31 am
scullus sorry my spelling is atrocious it happens.. xd
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 9:32 am
here is another one
I am alone in this cycle
I feel alone
Like the world is dry as bone
And I’m lost in this desert
And I am forced to revert
Revert to cold death
But that was my breath
So why fear
I have always been in tears
Could you be the reason I live
This life of holes, as if a sieve
But a sieve has smaller holes
Then the ones within my soul
The ones that bleed
As I’m forced to recede
Into my own darkness
Where in black I dress
Pushing people away
Without a word I say
I am again alone
In life harder then stone
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 10:20 am
Well aren't you two the "poetic justice duo" twisted lol
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