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black widdow maker

PostPosted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 11:02 am


Rusted copper holds more flavor
Something you could never fathom
Your soul just simply pierced me through
With no warning, no red light, no sway.

I cried bloody tears that erupted from inside
An acid taste drenched far to forget
A solid month of tears went by
Tears for you, I strongly regret.

Moons and stars juggle the years
Another has pasted my heart to anew
Yet you linger in the misty clusters
In my mind, I can still see you.
PostPosted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 10:21 am


XLIII. "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..."
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)


How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.



I loved this poem since high school.

black widdow maker


btvsgirl

PostPosted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 10:30 am


Bhartrhari (trans. by John Brough)
In former days we'd both agree That you were me, and I was you. What has now happened to us two, That you are you and I am me?
PostPosted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 10:46 am


Time does not bring relief

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go - so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, 'There is no memory of him here!'
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.


Edna St Vincent Millay (1892 -1950)

btvsgirl


btvsgirl

PostPosted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 10:48 am


When we two are parted
Lord Byron

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted,
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sank chill on my brow
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well:
Long, long shall I rue thee
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.

When we two are parted
Lord Byron
PostPosted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 11:40 am


You wanna cry? Read this:

Righteous

I found her first at evening prayer
Inside the small stone church
So shoulder-stooped, so wan with care,
The object of my search

She would not heed my tale at first
I'm told it's often so
She neither fought nor cried nor cursed
She simply answered "No."

Just "No.", and turned, I ran behind
To ask, "How can you know?"
"For God is good, and God is kind
And would not curse me so."

But she could not for long deny
The power in her veins
She said "Christ suffered, so shall I
To thank him for his pains."

And so she trained, she studied, fought,
Preparing for her war
She soaked up all that could be taught
And still desired more

No longer pale, but flush with life
She strengthened every day
Young men, on hunt to find her wife
Surprised, looked oft' her way

But like a nun, she'd none of love
She could not be seduced
For she had him who reigned above

And more, she had St Just.

St Just had been a vampire long
Before my father's birth
And where he went came Hell along
To burn the cursed earth

He made his way, his pack in tow
From town to wretched town
He spread them wide and laid them low
And, laughing, burned them down

And word throughout the village spread
As I'd already learned
The neighb'ring towns lay bathed in red

St Just had this way turned

They huddled in the dark'ning church
Their terrors running wild
Til softly, from his stony perch
The Reverend Father smiled

The shepherd does not leave behind
The lamb tat tiring, falls
And God is good, and God is kind
He will protect these walls

The walls withstood St Just, it's true
He could not smash them in
But since he'd learned to climb, he knew
He'd have the meat within

It started by the eastern gate
One family, still abed
Their child cried out for help, too late
And fear like fire spread

"To arms!" the men were called, but none
Was man enough to fight
In St Just's way there stood but one
One maiden, dressed in white.

And those that dared to look that night
A glorious tale could tell
The girl who faced the devil's might
And sent him back to Hell

His brothers, hissing, vengeance vowed
As from the town they fled
"We'll break you, girl! We'll see you cowed!"

"Please try"
Was all she said
And so the gates were shut upon
The creatures of the night

But still the danger was not gone
Still all was not yet right

"Beware!" intoned the wild-eyed Priest
His voice at fever pitch
"A vampire is a heinous beast
But worse yet,"

"Is a witch!"

"That girl has power like none before
Tis evil, by Saint Paul
She walks with Darkness, Satan's whore
She's here to damn us all!"

"There's one but one way to save this town
And please our heav'nly sire
To bring that wanton woman down"

"And purge her soul with fire!"

For most, it does not last so long
The smoke their breath will take
But she was strong, so very strong
She burned up wide awake

I brought her this, this great reward
With talk of Destiny
She cried out, "Father! Help me, Lord!"
But kept her eyes on me

The town made merry, gambolled, dined
They'd nothing now to fear

They burned the darkness from my mind
The world at last was clear

For God is good,

And God is kind,

But He's not welcome here.



taken from 'Tales Of The Slayers'

dhoffryn


jelloh0530
Vice Captain

PostPosted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 9:28 pm


i didn't cry... lol.
PostPosted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 1:54 am


jelloh0530
i didn't cry... lol.
Not even a little bit?

The poor girl was burned at the stake! For saving them!

Bloody priest... and all his "witch" bollocks... stare




((miss michelle says she is made of much thicker skin - lol sorry))

dhoffryn


black widdow maker

PostPosted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 9:24 am


Nice pirate
PostPosted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 12:37 pm


You with Me....Me with You
Written on Monday, October 09, 2006
By me.


I breathe into the seeds of life
to find something worthy to pursue
my eyes flutter with extreme fancy
for the only thing worthy is you.

My soul succumbs into dimensions
in search of a piece flown apart
yet my piece molds to a new whole
which is found only in your heart.

I climb tomorrow with full exertion
but continue to fall in dismay
but my smile perceives satisfaction
for you're there to help me on my way.

Cuts and bruises grow with tears
to hinder deeply what I may do
but I will endure what comes my way
as long as I stay with you.

black widdow maker


hardkoreUSMC

PostPosted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 6:11 am


I write transgressive - ultra violent METAL lyrics twisted twisted twisted

Frenzied Decimation
by: hardkoreUSMC

Killing them all is not enough
Their souls have survived
Their cause a broken fragment
That can’t be revived
Chase them into the firestorm
In Hell they shall be slain
Annihilation Will Be Swift
Supreme our cause will reign

Bastards they are all; damn them to hell
Gaze in their eyes as they die
Watching and Laughing as they scream
Bodies rotting where they lie
Cut off their heads; curse them forever
No mercy for their wretched kind
Stabbing and Hacking with your dagger
No life here you will find

Frenzied Decimation!

Massacre all of their spirits
Their souls have not survived
Their cause a mental figment
That cannot be revived
On Earth We Now Return
In Hell they have been slain
Mortification Will Be Swift
Supreme Our Cause Will Reign

Bastards they are all; defile the corpses
Quarter them head to toe
Watching and celebrating with the onslaught
Dissection will be slow
Rip off the faces; curse them eternally
No remorse for the heathen race
Mutilating without limits
Torture without taste

Kill them all!
(solo: Kore)
PostPosted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 8:43 am


you should never put your stuff on the internet. never ever ever. it can be stolen and you have no say in it.

needless to say, beautiful jobs, all three of you. i don't post my poems and songs. not til i get them copyrighted.

jelloh0530
Vice Captain


black widdow maker

PostPosted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 4:11 am


Very smart move. You know, if you mail your poems to yourself and do not open the letter, it is considered to be copywritten (as long as it is not opened that is). wink


I need to verify if that is true, though. So don't take my word for it, not yet anyway.
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