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 Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 1:53 pm
Heal and Kill
If love can heal and hate can kill, then why do we live in this world that contains of so many ups and downs? Life has its glory and life has its deaths. If I can love and I can hate. Then I choose my love for you and my hate for my life. If I can rise above and forgive those who have hurt me then you should rise above and forgive as well. If only a poem could express my eternal love for you, but only my heart can...
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 6:20 pm
Flowers bloom and wither away. Mountians that stand so tall crumble and fade. Just as the sun we all rise up and have our own time to shine, but how bright will you choose to shine before your life is done? When its all over and your sinking away, will you be proud of the light you had shown for all to see?
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 7:14 am
This is a short one, but here ya go:
Free fallin' (and yes I know there's a song)
I try to climb up high,
but I cannot reach the top;
all these people falling,
just makes me want to stop.
please comment!
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 7:24 am
Since knowones here to say I'm sucky, heres a few more:
Tick tock Death clock
Tick tock death clock,
why'd you stop his heart;
Tick tock death clock,
it made us fall apart.
Tick tock death clock,
please turn back your hand;
Tick tock death clock,
dont you understand?
Tick tock death clock,
cant you here my cry;
Tick tock death clock,
why owhy owhy?
((That is in memory of my father))
Cry
Why dont I cry,
for you I do feel pain;
when I should go crazy,
I feel perfectly saine.
But even so,
my mind is troubled;
if I force myself to cry though,
the pains just doubled.
I cannot cry,
I cannot sleep;
it makes me wish to die,
but all I want is to cry.
((....))
Darkness Falls
Darkness is near,
the trumpets I hear;
everybodys crying,
for when darkness falls;
everybodys dying.
Darkness is here,
people are trembling with fear;
children are screaming,
our blood is spilled;
no one was redeeming.
((kinda dark, but at least I got the point out I wanted... although you may not understand it sweatdrop ))
That's all for now. Either comment here or pm me!
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 2:00 pm
Hollow and Alone
My sorrow and lonlyness can't be expressed through frail words, i drowned in the darkness of my soul, I howl to the emptyness with hope of light, but im starting to beleave that there is no light in my meaningless life, to look into my soul is to be swallowed by the darkest black hole in the universe, i am the one starved of love, the people i beleaved to be my friends are leeches that feed off my sorrow, anger and lonlyness, i long for someone who understands me but that is just a dream, a dream that would bring such joy to me, it would put meaning into this meaningless life of mine.
this is my first poem please reply or mail me you op.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 1:54 pm
After the world had died of war,
The forest was deathly still.
Only one wolf had survived the fall.
Then it had howled to the life goddess.
It broke the silence of the night.
The goddess of life came down from heaven.
It shone of a new light.
The world started to live again.
Everything started to stir.
The world was alive once again.
I know it's pretty stupid but if you liked it then feel free to tell me or pm me. Not like you did, I'm just saying.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 1:58 pm
I lurk where none lurks,
I hide where none hides,
I hate where none hates,
Everyone's different,
But I am different in all ways.
(Yes, I know, it's weird...)
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 4:47 pm
Heres a sad poem I found:
Yellow Eyes
Joan L. Van Vels
We've roamed the wild country
My beautiful yellow eyes,
Side by side we've hunted
Shadows dancing on northern skies.
There have been times of plenty
We were content and serene,
Peacefully sleeping
Dangers few and far between.
We've also known much hunger
Ribs protruding from each side,
Mournfully we howled
When our starving cubs had died.
And then there was our first winter
Romping thru the glistening snow,
Tasting each crystal snowflake
Falling gently to and fro.
Ah my dear, sweet yellow eyes
I've known no greater love,
Without you, I am nothing
Our wild souls are one.
And now you lay there dying
Steel jaws upon your frame,
Life's blood slowly seeping
I whimper your sweet name.
Helpless, I watch you struggle
Chest heaving with labored breath,
Steel jaws clenching tighter
Winds whisper the song of death.
The blood has now stopped flowing
I know the time is near,
And you will forever leave me
My love, my life, my dear.
And now my world is silent
Your struggles now have ceased,
I lay my head upon you
And know you are at peace.
Perhaps your soul has lifted
To skies where eagles soar,
And there you'll greet your brothers
To run with them forever more.
And someday I shall find you
In the heaven's so far above,
And when our wild soul's unite
There'll be no greater love.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 6:11 pm
"A Little Wolf Poem"
As we howl in vain,
for the sorrow we share.
A song of love, hope, and dispair.
When the ones we love slip away,
we cry to them,
to show them the way.
When their sprits reach the the light blue sky,
they fly higher and higher,
intel their song dies.
After that happens,
all the wolves leave.
To let the little wolf sprit,
rest in peace.
~Bobobobone
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 12:01 pm
live in a banished place.
I wander the frozen tundra,
Weary and alone.
The legacy of being silenced
Is the yearning for a voice...
To be seen and heard.
The legacy of neglect
Is the yearning for connection.
The legacy of yearning
Is rejection.
The tundra
Is a desolate place
On a cold winter day.
There is no place to hide.
The exposure is life-threatening.
Every creature, save the hunter
Scurries from me.
So desperate am I
To share my soul,
For a moment
I even consider the hunter's eyes
A place I might find connection.
But the only eyes
Which connect with mine
Are two holes
At the end of a rifle,
Pointed at the wise place
Between my own eyes.
I drop my gaze
And once again give up
That moment of "maybe".
I have but one spurt in me
To avoid this murder.
And once again, I manage.
But the second the fear
Of domination-by-death recedes,
Loneliness and sorrow,
Sweep across the tundra of my heart,
As if the Arctic Ocean has come
To meet me where I stand.
And I am left only...
With wisdom born of sorrow...
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 10:33 am
I've never really shared my poems before, but, for better or worse, here's two of them...
Yesterday
Mangled and broken
Tired of hurting
Down in the depths of everything
Done in
Everything’s gone
Black as the night
Hurt expressions
Rejections
Pain lances up my leg
And into my heart
And my spine
And everywhere else goes numb from shock
And I remember
The days when I could run
And when I could trust
And love without regret
Or worry
Or pain
Mind numbing, growing pain
Beseeches me to find a cure
There is none
No hope for me today
Or tomorrow
Is I’m lucky there wont be anything after that
And I’m tired of screwing up
And tired of messing up
And tired of dragging voices with me
Into my agony
Together with myself
I’ll crawl, dragging my limb
To yesterday where I can hide in shame
To yesterday where I can hang my heart
I cannot face tomorrow, I have not forgot
Trust used up, all gone black
Where’d the light go?
They have forgotten me
Like a body afloat
And adrift, no one cares
And they have no reason to
For all the people cant see me
Or hear my dieing screams
As the pain rips me apart
And that can’t hear my calls for help
Who would help me anyway?
None
None there, none anywhere, in yesterday
They’ve all gone on for tomorrow, but hear I am shackled
And cannot get out
Not that I’m trying
The pain is the only thing I know
And it wraps around me
Will never let me go
So I sink back
Into yesterday
And here's one of my Lycanthrope ones...about the Goddess Selene
Selene
I am the shadows
I am the darkness
I am the thing you fear at night
I am the lonely one who sits unadorned
I am the lonely one who sits abandoned
I am the one you cast from your lives
The one who bleeds in silent
The one who takes all that’s dealt
The one who never lets her guard down
Because when I do
You scorn me
Fangs whisper, whisper, calling me
Into the forest on the moonlit night
Scorn me for going
Hate me for staying
To go is to find myself
To remain is to be pitied
I will never turn my gaze
I am the shadow
I am the darkness
I am the hair standing on the nape of your neck
I am the silhouette against the moon
The wild calling
The misunderstood
Speaker for the damned
They cry out as you abandon them
Want to be held
Turn away, repulsed
I stay here with the shadows
Why can you not hear them? Why do their cries fall unheard?
Never to be thought of again
I stay here
I am the shadow
I am the darkness
The speaker for the damned
The ever present trickle of uncertainty
The hailed mother of the moon
Welcomes the fearless with open arms
Stays to guide the willing
Turns away from those who are not
But they come
When their need is dire
But the Dire Wolves howl in laughter
Crashing helplessly through the timber
The Timber Wolves snarl in scorn
Lost in white without the light
White wolves sneer
I am Selene
In my moonlit realm
My word is law
And all shall obey
All who embrace me
As I was never embraced as I
Walked among you
Will dance two forms
Dance in the moonlight in a borrowed pelt
My children
Those who turn from me as you all once did
Will perish
I will turn away
I am the shadow
I am the darkness
I am the moonlight in all its grace
Dace with me
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 5:59 pm
Here are some random poems.... add a tune to them for full effect
LISTEN AND WATCH
Listen to lies here told
Listen to the songs so bold
Listen to the dark and cold
Listen to the music mold
Listen to the souls here sold
Listen to the strings be pulled
Listen to the rhythm lulled
Listen to the heartbeats fold
Listen to the sighs so old
Listen to your raptures hold
Listen to the sounds like gold
Listen to graves be rolled...
Hear the words that now I sing
Listen to the voices I can bring
Dance to my music be
My heart now beats dangerously free
Listen to my song so cold
Listen to my lies here told
Listen to my sighs unfold
Listen to my music mold
Listen to my heartbeat fold
Listen to the songs untold
And Watch as your strings are pulled
Hear the words that now they sing
Listen to the voices they can bring
Dance to their music be
Their hearts now beats dangerously free
Listen to lies here told
Listen to the songs so bold
Listen to the dark and cold
Listen to the music mold
Listen to the souls here sold
Listen to the strings be pulled
Listen to the rhythm lulled
Listen to the heartbeats fold
Listen to the sighs so old
Listen to your raptures hold
Listen to the sounds like gold
Listen to graves be rolled...
Hear the words that I now sing
Listen to the voices I can’t bring
Never to dance to my music’s key
My heart is bleeding dangerously free
Hear my voice still lingering
Among the fires simmering
I am Me
__________________________
Remember me
For the night falls
Watch your back
Because the wolf calls
Listen closely
Hear the woman’s wail
Close your ears
Or befall siren’s tale
Remember me
For daylight breaks
Watch your back
The dawn awakes
Listen closely
To your family’s song
Close your ears
This world you’re never long
Remember me
For your hour is near
Watch your back
From the wolven leer
Listen closely
To all those screaming
Close your ears
It has no meaning
Remember me
One last time
Howl with me
Tis not a crime
Watch your back
I never speak sincerely
Listen closely
I love you dearly
Close your ears
Because I lie
Remember me
Just before you die
Listen closely
To life’s last goodbye
Howl with me
One last time
__________________________
I listen to you sing
I hear the voices that you bring
I watch your eyes start glistening
Loss, Pain, Despair
I watch you tear it all away
I cry as you lifelessly lay
You’re not usually this way
Death, Decay, Hate
Why do you want to lie like this?
Why do you want to die like this?
Here is heaven’s kiss
Tired, Sick, Remedies
There’s the sound of fate
Its relentless hate
I’m sorry but it’s way too late
Lapses, Apologies, Tears
Your red hair catches blaze
In this night; my mind’s a haze
Your being; an endless maze
Hunger, pain, Rapture
Things never really change
Your heartbeat comes back in range
Time goes by; why don’t we age?
Eternity, Rage, Despair
This’ll always be
Why do you do this to me?
Your happiness was key.
Sorrow, Remorse, Patience
Never shall we part
So much for our new start
I’d end this now if I were smart.
You’re tearing me apart...
__________________________
Anonymous Demon is Name,
Anonymous, Anonymous I shall remain.
Ominous is the eminence from which I came
Androgynous and Sensuous in my Domain,
Come to me in the rain, in the Shadows, or in much Pain.
I’ll soothe the Nightmares; make you Sane.
Anonymous Demon is my Name.
Come ride with me on my Midnight Train.
Feel the Pleasure... relish the Pain.
Take me again, lest my Sanity go Insane,
Break me down, grind me fast; leave me Maimed
Forever my flesh... Anonymous Title remains.
Here I sit waiting for you in my dark Domain,
I sit all for you, so simple and plain.
Come seek me out say my True name,
And watch my Sanity go Insane.
A.D.
__________________________
Snow drifted around him onto the ground, but he didn’t see.
His mind was numb and his flesh tightened in the cold, although he couldn’t feel.
The pale moon lit up the wintery night, and yet his world faded.
Blood dripped down his neck and onto a pale torso, and he couldn’t bring himself to care. His mouth twitched in a smile, but he didn’t laugh at the words spoken.
His fingers grasped his lover’s hand in his own, and he moved no more.
His onyx eyes slowly died. His black curls fell over his face like a silky shroud as his life left him. Full lips fell apart, white and cold.
An angel with ivory skin and dark hair sobbed over his body, but received no comfort. Smooth hands ran over his cold face, and he was pressed close to the devil in disguise... to this being masquerading as an angel. The guardian angel with the red eyes and dark soul.... One who was so loving and so evil all at once?
The night grows old and still the devil-angel weeps over the body of his friend.
Now that which is done can never be again.
Good bye, Israel.
__________________________
And now for absolute nonsense!!! xd
I once had a dog
Oh boy was he a hog
He ate and he ate
Until one day I took him to a bog
To the bog he did go
In the raging snow
And there I tied him to a log
I marched off into the blizzard
when a merry old wizard
A merry old wizard with a face like a chicken gizzard
stopped us in the raging snow
"Where shall you go?"
"In all this snow?"
he asked his staff quite aglow
I laughed at this merry old man
"Wherever we can!"
"Old man, we have no time for your rant!"
The merry old wizzard laughed, so hard he bagan to pant
"Dear child, surely you ared mad....""To go out in weather this bad!"
"The storm, is blows and goes and rages, much too cold for such a young lad!"
I glowered at this merry creature,
"And what are you? My Sermon Preacher?"
"I think not, if I need a lesson I'll go to some bloody teacher!"
"Now begone old man, I must make it home...!"
"And end this ghastly nonsense poem!"
He simply laughed and pat his belly...
Which was too guant to bounce like a bowl full of jelly.
"Dear young sir, come with me and warm yourself!"
"For you must be frozen, ah, such a little elf!"
He chuckled, his beard a waggin.
But to me he looked a frightful old dragon,
I back away, my feet dragging,
My limbs suddenly lagging,
"Silly boy! I must have you for my little boy stew!"
"And for the rest of my wizaardly crew!"
"Except that jerk, Peter Sue!"
He muttered amongst the snow...
His staff still aglow.
his wizardly face wrinkled and brow low,
bent back hunched over... oh a hermit was he!
Oh I moaned to myself, how art an ugly thing as thee!
I slumped to the ground unable to walk.
And there he sat, nothing but frivolous talk
"...And none for that snobby compulsive Terry Clock!"
"I despise him more than the Startreck Spock!"
I raised a numb eyebrow, what was all this store and stock?
What a strange fellow
Not in the least mellow
And it would clash terribly if his robe were yellow
Ah, I gag myslef with my own rhyme...I should end this soon, as I'm wasting my time
No one would read this for a dime!
Dun Dun, DUN~!
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 9:06 pm
We is Friends
We is friends
When you cry I cry
When you hurt I Hurt
When you smile I smile
If you jump off bridge ....
Im gonna miss you.
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