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Stunning_Blue

PostPosted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 10:12 pm


Have poems? Post them here for all to see! 3nodding
*hugs Myst* 3nodding
PostPosted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 10:15 pm


YAY! Time for ranting writings.... *HUGS blue* TY!


Shining Star, wrote this one about 20 minutes ago.

You're my shining star, you light up the night.
You make my whole life bright, without you I'd forever be midnight.
The light you shine brings the bad to a close time.
Hold me close shine away, all the bad dies away.
No, don't worry. These tears are fine, they're mine.
Hold me close, as close can be. Don't worry, I'll never think of you as an enemy.


I frown when you're away, every second goes by.
Darkening even the brightest day.
You're the light to shine the way, I just hope that you never fade away.
I'll shine for you so brightly as bright as you shine for me.
Once I tell you, the full story. Be wary, it might get scary.
Don't worry if I cry, its a memory. One that should die.



Telling you, one last time, brings an end to that time.
The time of pain, the time of fear, the time with oh so many tears.
Smile at me I'll smile back, this time I'll mean it back.
Hold my hand like I hold yours, hold me close, you're all I adore.


You're my adoration, my inspiration and at the same time my frusturation.
I can't put my finger on it, you're not the same.
There's something about your design that defys even the laws of time.
I may be random, as random can be. Weirder then the weirdest Sci-Fi Movie, but I'm nothing compared to you.
For that, you have my envy. I'll figure you out, without a doubt.
Tell me your story, just one more time. Don't fear, I won't repeat a single line.

Elidaeaa


Elidaeaa

PostPosted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 10:18 pm


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PostPosted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 10:20 pm


Another short story I started about... Mmm.. A week ago. This is just like ... mebbe the first page or so?
It has no name. Any ideas?


She ran full out across the hard packed earth that made up the ground of Esaurus. Tears streamed down her eyes as she pushed herself a little harder, she ran as fast as she could in a pathetic attempt to catch up to the ship. Suddenly, her foot caught the edge of a rock and she went flying screaming as she hit the ground face first with a loud thud.
She screamed in frusturated rage, "Don't leave me! Don't leave me here all alone!" hot tears ran down her face as she attempted to get up, only to have her leg collapse suddenly beneath her. "You promised me," she said threateningly to the area where the ship had been, and to her best friend. "you promised that you wouldn't leave me here."
Her whole body shook as she fell into crying, unable to get up to walk back to the station. She knew very well what would happen to her if she stayed out, or came back too late. Especially for this reason... she added mentally. She slowly started to drag herself back towards the station.
After the station was just in sight again, it's tall tower with the flag flapping in the breeze. As if to mock her in saying I'm right here, why don't you just hurry up and come to me? It's not like you have anywhere else to go. She turned ashen as she heard the generators start up for the force field shield that was up during the night, the one used to keep, them, out.
She forced herself to stand up and almost fainted from the intense wave of pain and nausea that washed over her. She started to walk toward the station when something to the left, hidden in the roots of a tree just barley visible, caught her eye.
She paused uneasily realizing she had started walking toward it. What if I don't get back in time? part of her argued, the other It's not that far, go ahead. Just a closer look. She gave into the later of the two choices and quickly approached it. It's almost like it's calling me. She thought.
She examined the egg. It was a pale green, barely warm at all, it felt like silk and sandpaper at the same time. She picked it up and placed it in her gathering sack and made her way back to the city. Realizing that may not have been the best choice, but not caring in particular.
She reached the station, and entered the dome about thirty seconds before the shields went up, sighing with relief internally. She placed the scant rations she'd gathered for the day that had yet to be refined on a table. Approached a counter and received her food for the night, putting it in her sack alongside the egg.
She quickly made her way toward her assigned area in the station. Taking the back alleys and ignoring everyone who greeted her, she was in no mood to talk. She was about a block away from her hovel when she ran head-on into someone. The force of running into them knocked her back and caused her to crumple on her injured leg.
"You should be more careful," a familiar hotty tone came to her ears as she recognized Borg's voice. He said her name as if he were choking on something horrid "Mystique." He spat in her direction and walked off.
She watched his dark figure walk away, wishing with all her might that he would trip over his long gangly feet. He did, she grinned and made her way into her home. She examined her pale face in the mirror as she entered the house. Her silvery blue hair was a sandy mess from the fall on the ground and running. Her sharp green eyes seemed glazed over and there were tear stains on her cheeks from crying. She closed her eyes and rubbed them gently, realizing just how high set her cheek bones were. No wonder they treat me like dirt, I look like an alien.... She sighed mentally.
She quickly took a shower to clean her hair and get some of the caked on dust off her alabaster skin. She let her long hair loose and it fell over her shoulders, falling to about just the middle of her back. She stretched her small frame, then she remembered the egg. She made her way to the bag, ignoring her daily rations as she wasn't hungry. She removed the egg gingerly not wanting to hurt it and set it on her bed, she got a damp cloth and began to wipe it.
She could've sworn she heard a sharp scream of pain from the egg. Looking confused she set down the wet cloth and toweled the egg dry. She held it close and spoke soothingly to it, laughed at her own stupidity and stopped. She crawled into bed, turned off the lights, and put the egg next to her. She fell into a troubled sleep.

Elidaeaa


Elidaeaa

PostPosted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 10:22 pm


This is ANOTHER start to a story. I started it when my mind got some small burst of inspiration upon seeing the words 'The' and 'Darkened' place together. Hope you don't mind, I'm sure its not quite up to your RP threads par Yugo >_<



She sat all alone in her cell. Slowly staring blankly at the wall, eyes glazed over barely concious, tears running down her face. She heard the door openning, aknowledged it in her mind but failed to muster the will to turn and see who had entered her room.

Someone's face appeared infront of her she recognized it as her tormenter. Her face twisted in agony as they grabbed her arm and twisted it up behind her back jarring her shoulder blade out of place.

Humid, putrid breath filled her nostrils as her captor spoke "Show me the way," he forced her arm up more "tell me or I shall kill you"

Hot seering pain filled her entire body pulsating from her shoulder, her vision spun dangerously "I-I-I don't kno-o-o-ow what you want from me" she sobbed again as her eyes rolled back in their sockets.

"SHOW ME THE WAY! THE WAY TO THE DARKNESS!!" he twisted her arm sharply to the left and there was a loud crack as the bone shattered and he slapped her face hard. "Next time, I will not be so kind. It is in your better interests to do as I command"

He walked out of the room as she collapsed onto the bed. He sighed and gave orders to a healer to fix her shoulder.
PostPosted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 10:23 pm


Good god, look at me go! LOL!!!!

Anyone want me to find my language arts notebook and put THOSE in here? LMAO!

Elidaeaa


Stunning_Blue

PostPosted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 10:32 pm


Go for it! I'm still reading the 2nd story. You're a good writer.
PostPosted: Wed Jun 29, 2005 11:41 pm


Hehe redface Really? I don't think I am at all stressed sweatdrop .

Anyway, I got my notebooks out of the car with the random poems. Some are them are, slightly depressing. >_< Deal with it for now. Sorry, in advance.
((I bolded the title to avoid confusion))


Stalker

You'll be watching from the window, but who is watching who is up to you. Close the curtain if you must, but I already know who you trust. I see your darker side, the side you try so hard to hide. You try to bribe those who see no light in you, your dark as night. So dark you eclipse the light.


Spell

Mesmerize and hypnotize that which you prize. Watch the darkness smother the light. Like a blanket to keep in the cold, in the silence of the night. That which you prize transpires to be your demise. Love becomes hate, unless you can appreciate its fate.


Veil of Truth

In your truth, I see a lie. Crystal clear, through the mists of fact you lay down. Your darkest fear is to tear through the veil the veil you wear. In the light of your spite, you see beyond the eons.

Truth in a lie

If you see the truth of the lie, which you despise. A hope is forasken, to hide what you've taken. Don't be shaken, if you awaken to find, in your mind. One of a kind, what kind of kind did you find?

Stillness in a movement

Run for the light , away from thne night. herein you start to your plight, fearing the night. Fear the sight of the light, embrace the pain. Let yourself become the one, the one who moves through the stillness.

Hmm...
All the thoughts swirling in your head. Making you wonder what's going on in your head. I don't know what to write so I'll just rant instead. About the doubts in your head... Wondering what you dread instead of the positives...

Ode to Deca Store Cookie (lol, long story, anyway my school has really good cookies, just ask Yugo, I bought him enough scream )

Cookie, cookie, god I want a cookie. Good cookie, bad cookie, I really want a cookie. Warm cookie, cold cookie, :'( I don't care as long as its a cookie. Fresh cookie, old cookie, I want it as long as its not a moldy cookie.


(These have no names so I'll color code them)

Sitting alone in your room
Slowly you await the gloom
A knife falls into your hand
Cutting across your wrist dividing it like land
Don't close your eyes you won't like the suprise
Blink again but don't you dare think
Watch the blood pool on the ground
Scream as loud as you want
You're already as good as gone in the dawn


Darkness breeding behind the light
Watch your back, you're alone tonight
Embrace the grace of empty space
Fear the light, take the life
Don't bother hiding the knife


Beyond the light, before the life
You found the knife, drained your life
Close your eyes, don't dispise your demise
Stronger then before, life is such a chore
As you reach for the door, your body hits the floor


Eye for an eye

Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth. Betray me and I'll betray you... Hurt me twice and once again my trust for you long since was taken... Kill my hope with your lies, I'll rip away your goals and watch your faith die...

((I wrote that last one after my friend molested me in my sleep... I didn't write what was above because I don't feel comfortable sharing that))

Elidaeaa


Stunning_Blue

PostPosted: Thu Jun 30, 2005 12:22 am


((Here's a few of mine...))

*~Lost~*

How can you live if the one you love goes away?
How can you Survive in this world without them?
You're lost in the complex of life itself.
There's no reason to live if you can't stop thinking of them.
What's the point? Your heart will bleed on forever.
And there's no way to bring them back.
So there you sit, alone in your room
looking through old photographs of lost memories.
And the only hope you have left is a bottle and a blade
To end all the suffering and dispair.
You can't go on with out seeing their face, or hearing their voice.
How can you....? When they promiced forever...?
You have all that anger built up inside and you throw it at someone else...
how can you continue to live like this...?

This was a dedication to Dustin James Malone. (D.J.)
Dec. 27, 1990 - Sept. 7, 2004


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Puddle of Crimson Tears

As cold as a winter night. As silver as moon-lit lake,
reflecting tears and blood on the poor girl's face.
You weren't there to save her, and now look at what happened...
As you stand over her, with a puddle of her blood at your feet,
You wandered what you had done wrong. But deep down,
you know what happened... You know that you were the true cause to all her pain... No more of her late-night calls, no more vists from the girl you loved...
You go to her house... and you walk into her darkened room... and realize she had loved you more than you thought...
But you're too late. Blood is plastered all over pictures of you.
But there you find your self... standing in a puddle of blood at your feet. In times before, she thought of you, as she cried a puddle of crimson tears...

All for you...
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Okies... Yes... you could say I'm emotionally challenged... But I don't care!! scream
PostPosted: Thu Jun 30, 2005 12:33 am


Bordem... Let's see what the mind comes out with.

As she sat alone, wasting away by her phone.
Tears fell down her face, the reality of it had finally hit home.
He was dead gone, he was never going to come home.
The phone rings, as the last drop of blood fell from her wrist.
The machine picks up, then the dull metal click.
'Let me in, let me in. I've come home again'
All too late, she's dead and gone.
You can't reverse what you've gone and done.


Bordem PART II!

Hold the hand, the hand that was torn
Off her arm, like it was nothing
She was the thorn in your side, the thing you had to hide
Just to save your ******g pride.
Now you finally realize, just how much int meant to be
In love with her, now that she was dead
All those horrible names that rang through her head
As she watched you laugh and mock her in her death
She whispered how much she loved you with her last breath
Her body hit the floor, you fell back against the door
Realizing it was done, you regret it now, too bad you don't have a gun.

Elidaeaa


Elidaeaa

PostPosted: Thu Jun 30, 2005 12:41 am


Forgetting to Remember

As you forget your past, you forsake the future.
Don't erase your past, haunt you it must.
Hate it if you must , it'll push you forward as it must.
Don't be afraid to cry, it's always darker in your eyes.
Turn away, don't look back and pray.
It's this way so you won't stay, waiting, wasting, your life away
Hold it back, then let it in.
Time and time again, betrayed by ye and raped by thee
Never knowing who to turn to for true sympathy.
PostPosted: Thu Jun 30, 2005 12:46 am


Let him go, let her be
Forget the past, remember only me
Turn the clock back a hand at a time
I'll be the one to recreate your sorry excuse for a lifetime
THe past falls forward as you fall back
Remembering is as simple as that
Black enveloped silver within
Your time and my patience are wearing thin
Wax and wane, sanity slowly changes to insane


Drop from above, fall and kill the silent dove
Roses wither in your hands, as you drown in quick sand
Close your eyes, only to see that they're opening to a dark eternity
Turn away, to be turned in to that which you'd hate to be again
Push all you want, the harder you pull
The slowest fate is the first to go
Darkened days turn to rays as the sun turns into another picture perfect day
Lies betray you in this way, we know you're not perfect in any way
Truth be told you're not quite so bold, you're just a giant vortex consuming the hole.

Elidaeaa


Stunning_Blue

PostPosted: Thu Jun 30, 2005 4:03 pm


More poems

Up To You

A tortured heart, in a tortured soul.
Some how lost in this tortured World.
We are given only one chance in life.
Some more than others.
One chance to screw up, one chance to live
The choice is up to you, so choose wisely.

There are many roads to go.
Some times the one less travled,
is the one to go... But always remember,
The choice is up to you.
The path you have choosen is the one
that you'll be on forever.

There is no turning back.
And no side road to get off at.
So choose the path that you think is right...
for you.

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[-Author's Comment: There really is no title to this one... More of a story...-]



Life is too hard for me to handle... At night I lay awake and cry... I cry till there's nothing left. When daytime rolls about, and the sunshines bright... My sun for me is black. As black as the night itself. Nothing ever changes. Except the pain in my life... I've cut myself numerous times... and still, I wait till the blood drains out. But for some reason I'm being held back. By something too powerful to even know. At school... I keep all my sorrows hidden... The tears pain, and blood... hidden beneath this stupid mask. To my family and friends... I hide the truth... No one would ever understand... I've waisted so much time... hiding from it all... and so much time, cutting my body... When my broken heart is the only target left... Some think I'm crazy. But I'm not. Those who say I have problems... don't really know me then... And those will be the people I ignore and hate. Only if you had been there... and known what was going on...
So now I'll curl up in my blood, laying softly on my bed... awaiting my-
DEATH
PostPosted: Fri Jul 01, 2005 1:34 pm


Turning back the past

Turn back time, you see the future far off.
The future is the past, the past is the future.
Repeating forever, a never ending circle about to become a square.
Cut your wrists, feel that wonderful bliss.
Fade away, like the light to the darkness.
The light is the dark and the dark is the light.
Love turns to hate and hate turns to love.
You can't have life without death, because of this you can't hate without love.

To love is to hate

To love is to hate, so we must appreciate the fact that.
Despite the fact that there is no way to change fate we cannot truely just love.
You cannot be happy without first being sad, just like you cannot be glad without first being sad. Life has no meaning, so don't waste your breath.

This path is yours, don't consider it a chore

Choose your way, the way that will bring light to your darkened day.
Choose the way, the darkest way, so that you may be the light of the day.
Walk forever alone to lead others along.
Walk with others and forever be lead along.
Hope all day, the night seems to long.
The night is short, so hope away til you've run out of day.
Turn your back on your fate.
Fate turns it back on you.
Contradicting me is contradicting you.
Hide your feelings if that's what's true to you.
Show the feelings you must even if it's a lie to you.

Elidaeaa


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PostPosted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 10:22 am


Wolf Song
The night was cold and the snow shown bright,
From the moon the rose so high.
No noise was heard in the frigid night
Where no birds dared to fly.

From out of the darkness, a lone wolf howled,
Breaking the stillness of night.
With his head tilted high and his face toward the sky,
He howled wiht all his might.

Then suddenly other wolfs took part
In the making of the song.
They all cried out the notes of sorrow
That lasted loud and long.

The largest wolf had fierce gray eyes
That twinkled when he sang.
But his paws were big and his teeth were sharp
And could cause a lot of pain.

The wolves knew him as their master,
The one who kept the pack in line.
He was treated by all with respect
So the pack got along just fine.

Then on that cold clear winter's night,
A fight rose from the pack.
Another wolf challenged the leader
And bit him on his back.

The leader swirled in circles
And knocked the young wolf down.
But he crouched back on his heels
And fiercely stood his ground.

The quarrel turned into a war
Between the furious pair.
Their barks and yelps rang through the night
And pierced the midnight air.

Soon enough the battle was done;
The young wolf turned tail and fled.
But they both had landed bitter blows,
And the deep gashes ached and bled.

The wolf pack leader looked into the sky
And began to sing a new song.
Then harmonies echoed from valleys to peaks
As the rest of the pack sang along.

During that night a lesson was taught,
Engraved on every wolf's mind.
They must always be loyal to the master and chief,
Ther true leader of their kind.




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