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 Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 3:48 am
Yup. All of my 'good' emo poems shall be placed here.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 3:56 am
Untitled
somewhere in the Dark,
a forest of Solitude lies.
listen to the Blackness,
quiet, depressing, tiresome.
nothing is as it seems.
all is not well;
everything was for naught.
The Black takes over.
it creeps into our homes,
it seeps into our lives.
terrorizing the young ones,
causing fear in the old ones,
and it is Death.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 3:57 am
Nameless
He who has no name
lives within us all.
He fills our heads with lies,
tells us things we shouldn’t know.
He caused the wars of past and future.
The pain from him is everlasting.
But, do not fear him,
for he is always watching.
He will know your fear, for
He who has no name
lives within us all.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 3:59 am
Haiku attack! New Day
tomorrow is near,
yet it is so far away,
not within my grasp.
Alone
I’m in solitude
with people all around me
I am that far gone.
False Thoughts
Sometimes we think that
our lives are unimportant
that is never true.
Death
Soon the Darkness comes,
It captures many a soul
I find that I’m gone.
Brightly Shining
the Sun shines brightly;
brightly outside my window,
but I cannot see.
Only One
Never waste your life,
for you will have only one
Opportunity.
Wait
a new dawn awaits
tomorrow will shine for you
but you do not wait.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:01 am
The Life
yesterday, today, tomorrow
I see myself linger on.
The me who used to feel emotions.
Now lives a cold and empty life.
Love was there, once.
It was like a flicker of hope behind my eyes,
a flicker that was soon extinguished by this
harsh and uncaring world.
And now, as I lie awake in remembrance
of the life I used to know,
I wonder.
Who is this empty shell I see staring
back at me from within the mirror?
Who is that? Is that broken person me?
Am I the one who drifts through this so-called
life like a feather in the eye of the storm? Why?
Why does that have to be me? Why can’t I find the
strength I once had? Why do I see myself through
someone else’s eyes? Why must I continue on
with this? Should I try and find myself again?
The me who know love, hope, happiness?
Well, my friends,
I know where I have gone, for my soul is
no longer here. I have found myself once again.
And I see myself on the floor of my room,
with those unseeing eyes.
yesterday, today, tomorrow.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:03 am
You
It is so unbearably thick;
this silence that surrounds us.
I stare into your silver eyes,
and forever I am mesmerized by
the truth that lies within.
Those eyes that tell me so much,
yet reveal nothing.
Those eyes that paralyze me,
awaken my deepest fear and longing,
drive me insane.
How do you have complete control over me?
I am a strong person, and yet,
with one look, I’m yours.
You bask in your utmost power.
You fill the air with this stillness.
Listen to it; no sound of breath.
No small footsteps as you come nearer.
Nothing.
Only that stretching, utter silence.
You avert your eyes in my attempt
to make contact. Closer.
You reach out to me, brushing
back an ebony lock of hair from my face.
Taboo. Forbidden. Inviolable.
That is our relationship.
Most shun us to no end.
Saying that we should just forget.
No. We will not.
You bring your icy lips to my neck.
A sharp intake of breath. It breaks the silence.
“Ready?” You say. An unthinking nod.
You draw blood. I feel faint. When I awake,
there you are, hovering over me. A smile graces your lips.
I mimic your expression. And, then,
we belong. Our bond forever created.
Together we will be. Those others with fangs find us
interesting. But, who could blame them?
Never before have two creatures of the dark
that have come together,
been male.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:04 am
Everything and Nothing
It is a Butterfly.
It has wings and takes off,
lifting higher than ever
thought possible.
It is a Rose.
It is beautiful, so beautiful
that it beckons us in.
But, at the same time, if you miss
the safety, it is painful.
It is the Sky.
It moves fast and clear as ever one moment,
and terribly bleak and slow the next.
It can make us happy,
then shower us in unhappy thoughts.
It is Unknown Freedom.
We never knew of its existence,
until we experienced it on our own.
We all have this freedom, but some choose
not to take it for what it is. They tell themselves
No.
It is Wonderful. Terrible. Joyous. Depressing.
Water. Earth. Wind. Fire. Pain. Pleasure. Immortal.
It is Everything and Nothing.
And it is One Thing.
The thing that drives us all,
that creates Life and Death,
is Love.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:06 am
Leave
So there you go.
Trying to lie again.
Who do you think you are?
Some God that has fallen?
Do you really think that you
can control me now?
We are nothing,
but still you insist on staying here.
Why don’t you just leave me as I am?
Go, although it feels
like a thousand knives
piercing my heart,
without you, I can make it.
Just go.
Tomorrow will start a new dawn.
I can be strong.
I can heal myself.
You drift off from my conscious,
like a single cloud in a clear, blue sky.
I will live again.
You used me, denied me,
abused me, hated me.
You took something precious,
and made it worthless.
I was always there for you.
Yet, you cast me off
as if I was nothing.
I protected you from your worst fear,
Yourself.
Now that I am gone from your life,
Do you fear once more?
Do you now remember what it was like?
That shaking, lonesome fear deep inside?
Without me, how will you survive?
You did this to yourself.
I will live my own life.
So get off my doorstep.
I never want you back again.
Leave me in peace.
Let me feel that solitude
that I had once before.
I will love again.
Leave me as I am.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:07 am
The Realm of the Dead
Lost in the field of the realm of the dead.
In the stillness of the night we lay,
Under the twinkling stars,
On grass wet with morning dew.
Forever we will be,
In the darkness of infinity.
Trapped in a never ending void,
Forgotten we’ve become.
Lost in the forest of the realm of the dead.
We wander, hand-in-hand,
Through the thick trees we walk.
Red, yellow, green. The eyes watch us.
Cold rain falls upon us.
Other lost ones shy away.
Together we will continue to sway,
Lost in the desert of the realm of the dead.
The nights are freezing.
Our throats dry.
We fall, our mouths filling with black sand.
No more rain.
Grey skies lowing.
We blink,
Our hands in place.
A light shines up ahead.
The smell of flowers greets us.
The sound of people meets us.
And then we run,
Run into the light.
No longer are we
Lost in the valley of the realm of the dead.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:08 am
Runaway
hear the shouting in the next room,
listen to their terrible fight.
mommy always doing drugs,
daddy out drinking all night.
feel the sting upon your face,
wipe away the endless tears.
know that this is not your place,
chase away those constant fears.
pack a bag full of favorite things,
carefully jump out the window and run.
keep going with the wind in your eyes,
do no stop ‘till you see the sun.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:09 am
Oblivion
lying in the fields of gold,
telling stories of the old.
waiting for that special day,
when we get to see the way,
To Oblivion.
people know, and people come,
they follow beats of a drum.
keeping time, all together,
breath is short in this weather,
In Oblivion.
maybe if you set things right,
then you will not see this fright.
everything has been for naught,
and we see what you have brought,
To Oblivion.
make the world stay strong and new,
staying with this passage true.
hear me, for I shall speak free,
cease these foolish acts of thee,
In Oblivion.
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