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Wrenji-chan's Poetry
I know it's not the place, but I really wanted to post this:
Untitled(001) Tonight, I held you in my tainted arms; stained by the misdeeds of a life, despair. Recklessly - I followed you to the edge of the earth; trusting your powerful gaze and misleading smile, I wandered down a darkening path; fires scorching my soul - A light ahead is all that shines; never getting closer - no matter how far we travel, On this a night of tears and sorrow. I only see your face; reassuring me to not fall to fears And be devoured by the surrounding dark. The ghosts of ruined lives overwhelm; Taking all the joy from the earth, they scream and wail. Beside me you falter, stumble and collapse. Glass slips through my fingers, fragments of a life that was: sunshine and flowers and rainbows. I scream aloud till my throat can no longer bare the pain; cry till no more tears will form. My red sore eyes, open for the first time since you left, gaze down to my hands; drenched in your blood, They freeze becoming like ice. A chill races up my spine, you lie at my feet. A pale white light shining in the darkness; the light we had tried so long to find, comes from you. Your angelic face covered in my fear. Suddenly you stand, reaching out for me - I back away and fall. Your swift hands catch mine and you pull me to yourself; two beasts madly in love. You smile, and scream aloud: a gargled moan, you fall once more. Tonight, I held you in my tainted arms. I hope this helps explain a little about what kind of person I am... |
Again I know I shouldn't be posting this here... But no one is really looking at this anyway.
A shock, a surprise; They’re magical, they’re beautiful, wonderful - Amazing, Fantastic, Fabulous; Truly a falsehood, impossibly so; Calm down. Breathe. Relax, Enough - Crystals of blue ice, pools of blue fire Staring infinitely forward, endlessly deep; Dreams reflect a thousand times over - And a thousand times again - Seeing the different paths of life, The similarities, the differences; The choices, the chances; Always watching, always waiting; Determined and strong. But something lies hidden underneath - Something must, for there are shadows - Fascinatingly mysterious, an enigma, a puzzle; What lies beyond the shadows? A shock, a surprise. |
This one soooo ties into the Hunger Games.. PLEASE visit the RP!
If you’ve got a life - you’d better run for it; If you speak - you might as well scream; Running, running, running - You’ll never escape; no matter how hard you try - It’s all a game, you see - as simple as cat and mouse; But it’s not that simple is it : No. I’ll make you run every time you see my face - Scream every time you hear my name. You have such a disadvantage, you know nothing about me - I know everything about you. I know what you look like, your age, where you go to school; I know everyone of your friend’s names - and how much they mean to you - Which ones to kill off first and which ones to slowly dispose of. You may think I’m insane - it’s a fact I’ll never deny - But what good will it do you to think about trivial things like that? You’re supposed to be running, remember? Running, running, running for your life. By the way, this is your conscious speaking, Your time is up. |
Sorry about post #8. I know it's a repeat. Got a new one...
Untitled (014) Two hearts beating as one; two newlyweds in love - The sirens ring and he must leave to protect the life they’ve made. Days turn to weeks to months, not a word is heard, ‘till a letter arrives And she collapses on the floor knowing he’ll never be coming home. Happy, surely she’ll never be; she is sorrowful and alone, She tries to find the will to march on. Flour splotched apron over a simple pale green dress; Cherry red cheeks, blue doll eyes and a mop of golden curls; She stands in her pleasant, aromas fortress of cheer alone, upset - Surrounded by stacks of dishes and mountains of baked goods. Happy, she is not; she is tired and worn, But still she marches on. Smears on her face and messes on her blouse; A child in her arms, wailing contently Blue eyes look into chocolate brown; she runs her fingers through his velvet hair - It is soft under her touch, she smiles and hugs him close. Happy, she is learning to be; she is reminded and lonely, But still she marches on. A call is made, a plea; the list is sent around - He stands on the lawn, his uniform, crisp and clean; She stands on the porch with tears in her eyes. Blue eyes look into chocolate brown and he smiles; She utters another cry and runs to hug her boy. The bus comes - the door opens, closes - it leaves Happy, she finally is; she is worried, but proud, Knowing her love is still marching on. |
Okay... so now I'm only posting for gold....
Untitled (012) How long will it be before I know you love me? How many moons will pass till I see it reflect in your eyes; warm and soft and pure? Will such a time ever come that you look at me the same I look at you - With eyes full of hope, hope that maybe someday, someday - When the moon shines bright in the sky and the little night bugs sing, That you’ll take my hand and whisper sweet nothings in my ears; And we’ll laugh together ‘till we’re old and grey? Will such a time come, my dear one? I hope so, my dear one, my heart is bursting - burning with passion - Waiting for you. I’m waiting for you, And I always will be. |
I have a new poem. <3 Please write what you think about it. and any of the above ones.
Memories of snow, blood and tenderness haunt my waking hours; He who pulls the trigger shows no emotion of sorrow - no sign that his deeds have become a sin that plagues the earth; The scum of this world crawl like vermin - live like vermin. He creates despicable minions to do his bidding - the slime. they infest the darkest corners of the surface and wait, for man's curiosity will be its downfall and all will cease to nothingness. The lights in the sky fear his powerful reign; they bow to his might, forced by his wicked glare to obey.'til the day one dares to stand; young and foolish; the last hope of man kind. He draws his sword, a flashing beam, and strikes at the darkness with the force to shatter the universe. A battle begins, warriors take their places at the dark lord's side - his power is stronger than the one; a star falls from the sky. The one that dares to challenge his kingdom, the hero of this tale - the man, not the star. But the hero is the villain, stabbed in the back by an ally. Man's day has finally come; his worth has been proven, his control assured, his kingdom in the heavens is formed. He becomes what he destroyed, what he feared. He feels no emotion - not anymore. His heart has become a blackened stone, his eyes pools of blood, his tounge a sharp dagger. He sits on his fridged throne and views his morbid slaves. He laughs at their despair and grins; they wander the earth unaware of life - Feeling only the void that binds them to their fate; nevermore do the stars shine, there is no beauty, no wonder to living anymore. There is nothing to do, except succomb to his malice and join in his empire of hate. A child walks alone in a forgotten place on the edge of death, past where the shadows lie; a voice calls to him: it has the sound of silver bells and beckons to him. reaching down the child finds a star and puts it in his pocket - A choice has been made; a new hero will arise, and changed the destiny of all; because Man's curiosity will be its downfall. |
I honestly have to say you have talent, which is a lot coming from me. There's too many writer's here that have no idea what they're doing, but you seem to have it pretty well down pat. If you want a real crit just say you can handle it and it'll be given on each one. I do warn you though, I, in no way, hold back.
Good luck always LNT |
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