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 Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:26 pm
(some of this isnt well edited and the 'paradise sanctuary' is suppose to be in japanese. *Kuro kinoo means black yesterday)
Paradise Sanctuary
In this land of happiness and bliss, I existed.
I fell in love with someone so beautiful and clear.
Unfortunately, in this land called Angel Sanctuary I wasn't normal here.
Ungracefully falling to soon hit rock bottom of People's Earth,
But my love saved me and then,
Like all the others in Angel Sanctuary,
I grew wings.
For my way of life I was different and everyone could see,
Because unlike everyone else I had black wings.
My love hugs so tenderly but as I look in the mirror
back to back or side to side or face to face,
We were different as possible as can be.
So I fleed to the People's Earth only to find,
They hated my wings no matter the color.
Once more I fleed but with no where to go.
Exhausted and weak I collapsed only to awake surrounded by voices.
Voices amongst the dark and I was left to wonder of where,
But I did not fear nor hate these voices because they welcome me.
Soon I came to realize I was among the foribidden and forgotten ones.
A place for those who wore the shadowing wings and were unwanted.
This place simple to say was Kuro Kinoo*.
Without the light I started to lose hope and mindlessly wandered for days taken out of youth.
Slipping in and out of darkness only searching for a little light.
Then the one came to me without care of my wings color or faith.
Loving me for who I was, am, and would be but alas,
I was still unwelcome to Angel Sanctuary, yet no worry came to us.
Belief in only purity isn't really heaven,
Lingering in the dark as a last resort isn't really hell,
Hating the blessed and cursed isn't really anything accomplished.
So together we created our own sanctuary.
Away from Angel Sanctuary, Kuro Kinoo, and People's Earth.
Welcoming all to our Paradise Sanctuary.
We mix white wings and black wings with the people.
In a level between all others without the discrimination, exiles, and hate,
Welcome to our Paradise Sanctuary for everyone to believe.
(I couldn't think by the end and I think I lost my touch. Cuz it sounds sort cheesy domokun if you ask me. redface I don't know, but if you like it then thank you very much for taking the time to read it. biggrin )
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:40 pm
Oh...is this a forum just for poetry? I don't write poetry...I write stories...
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Oh well...
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:41 pm
no no no, i think its all writings. its just i write poems better.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:21 pm
Taylor_Highwind Oh...is this a forum just for poetry? I don't write poetry...I write stories...
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Oh well... This is a thread for any kinds of writing ^^ like I said: the writing furom is evil in my eyes so thus this is the idiot child of my maddness ^^
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:23 pm
ToeboysGurl Taylor_Highwind Oh...is this a forum just for poetry? I don't write poetry...I write stories...
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Oh well... This is a thread for any kinds of writing ^^ like I said: the writing furom is evil in my eyes so thus this is the idiot child of my maddness ^^
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:26 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:26 pm
XChi0102X no no no, i think its all writings. its just i write poems better. your right, its for everything ^^
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:29 pm
man thats deep. Good job! Like i said before i cant rhyme so yeah your is awesome. mines so long its like a story. I suck, again......
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 4:27 pm
XChi0102X man thats deep. Good job! Like i said before i cant rhyme so yeah your is awesome. mines so long its like a story. I suck, again...... Dont be so hard on yourself. The best poems can be stories.. in fact many are.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 12:18 am
gonk How are you people so good at these things. *looks sad.* I couldnt write anything like those... gd job...
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 3:09 am
thanks but many of mine are just releases of stress and depression so they're all sad writings. (well mainly). yeah I bet if you try you can write something good, hey even better than mine. just try
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 4:40 am
poetry is anything you want to write... anything that gives off something u want to describ... it doesnt have to rhyme... infact some of the best poems never rhyme... but yea thats my 2 cents for the day... The ManQuote: His black mantel blew in the wind. From under his cloak a silver blade flashed, as he held a gun in his hand. Half his face was covered in darkness, he sat in the corner of the room. He sat perfectly still, Focusing... On what must have been a terrible sight. A look of malice, And pure evil lay upon his face. He uncovered his gun... The room finally noticing the man, Looked at him in disbelief. The Malice look on his face turned into a gentile smile as he raised the gun to his mouth. He placed the cold, black barrel in his widely opened jaw. A tear ran down his face. He pulled the trigger... A click was heard across the room. The man chuckled, "To think... you have ignored me For so long... i only wished i could laugh among you..." He pulled the trigger again. Blood splattered onto the chair, on which he sat, unnoticed, every day for years. The gun still clenched he collapsed. His head smacking against the ground. As the people gathered around him, To gaze upon the agony they inflicted.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 8:43 am
Tyl3r-Kun poetry is anything you want to write... anything that gives off something u want to describ... it doesnt have to rhyme... infact some of the best poems never rhyme... but yea thats my 2 cents for the day... The ManQuote: His black mantel blew in the wind. From under his cloak a silver blade flashed, as he held a gun in his hand. Half his face was covered in darkness, he sat in the corner of the room. He sat perfectly still, Focusing... On what must have been a terrible sight. A look of malice, And pure evil lay upon his face. He uncovered his gun... The room finally noticing the man, Looked at him in disbelief. The Malice look on his face turned into a gentile smile as he raised the gun to his mouth. He placed the cold, black barrel in his widely opened jaw. A tear ran down his face. He pulled the trigger... A click was heard across the room. The man chuckled, "To think... you have ignored me For so long... i only wished i could laugh among you..." He pulled the trigger again. Blood splattered onto the chair, on which he sat, unnoticed, every day for years. The gun still clenched he collapsed. His head smacking against the ground. As the people gathered around him, To gaze upon the agony they inflicted.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 11:07 am
I'm serious...if I were to post any of my stories...everyone would be scarred...
Or bored...depending on the story...
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2005 12:58 pm
Taylor_Highwind I'm serious...if I were to post any of my stories...everyone would be scarred...
Or bored...depending on the story... lol oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooookay
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