adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:24 PM
lost in the dead air surrounding us
in a world evolving to remain so stale
suppressing the misery we refuse to acknowledge
yes, i know the truth brings pain
and though the lies guarantee such security,
they induce secluded shame
if we exist only through perception
then what we perceive bleeds of distortion
is this confusion we’ve become accustomed to
a cruel joke of the the gods, perhaps?
to create beings consumed in faith
yet void of virtue
we spend all our lives searching
only to come to the realization of what
we already knew
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adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:25 PM
i suppose if anyone can come up with a title for this, input would be appreciated.
also,
does anyone know where i can post my works of literature, they're kinda essays but then again kinda short stories, but its a true story?
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adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:26 PM
we look to the skies with shine in our eyes
and this false hope we carry
such unfounded faith we clutch
as our hearts echo with solemn laughter
we force a smile
and attempt to breathe
dwelling on the lie
that we will find
our happily ever after
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adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:27 PM
sweet naive child
you’ll someday know the horrors of this world
the magic that it yields
will slowly disappear
and your innocence will fade
sweet naive child
your ignorance will learn
and your eyes will finally see
the ugly truth that you’ll soon heed
sweet naive child
you shall too cry
for the damned
and the fallen
whose souls lay full of lies
cold un-pleased child
this world may seem so cursed
but soon you shall find your own beauty
in this hell-forsaken earth
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adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:28 PM
I yearned to bring you promise
I could hear your sorrow,
flowing through the night
Liberated within the darkness
so secure, and yet uncertain
Isn't ignorance the sweetest bliss?
You were always one to protect me
So compelled to shield
my heart from fracture
To preserve it's innocence
But can't you see this is in vain?
Your heart became my own
Therefore,
already broken long ago
Now I can feel you sobbing
You haunt me in my wake
I lay in torment of your secret
I can hear it pounding in my head
And when the sun rises,
oblivious once again
I know you'll greet me with a smile
All will be forgiven
since 'we' are dying
And for your comfort,
I'll pretend to maintain my ignorance.
I didn't sleep that night
as harsh realizations began to unfold
My eyelids refused to surrender
to the inevitable
I didn't dare.
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adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:29 PM
this is a poem i recently found that i wrote about 5 yrs ago, i decided to revise it, yet still keep the original writing style....i will share with you the new version of this poem as well as the old version and i would like your opinion on which one you think better captures the mood ...just curious.....this poem describes all the temptation we encounter and how we willingly allow them to consume our lives. these certain indulgences become our own personal downfall...Snow White was offered an apple and lies were promised to her. she succumbed to this allure but her expectations were shattered and she fell, poisoned by her own reasonable greed.
Snow Whites Apple (revised version)
i placed it in my hand
so pure
so DAMNED
the sweetness of this cure
consumed my thoughts
and i drew near
surrendered to temptation
awakened in a trance
i took a bite
slid down my throat
such a lovely taste
i choked
and fell in love
with an assurance so delusional
tenderly poisoned
by this apple
handed to me
by the delight of lies
and of lustful need
so cursed
and felt so free
numb eyes lay closed
yet i could still see
all i left behind
for this destruction
and so i slumber
here in my perception
tainted from such captivation
DECEIVED
yet lingering
awaiting for my carcass to wake up
and harvest the wicked apple
that i can only dream of
Snow Whites Apple (original version)
i took it in my hand
so red
so damned
the sweetness of it all
consumed my thoughts
and i drew near
towards the temptation
i took a bite
slid down my throat
i choked
and fell in love with my death
my lost soul
poisoned by the apple handed to me
by the delight of lies and needs
it was all so sweet
so deadly
felt so free
cold eyes were closed
but i could still see
all i left behind
for this apple
even now i don't know how
i let life go
and i sit here
waiting for my body to wake up
and harvest the apple i can only dream of
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adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:29 PM
To be young
and immortal
yet to die a tragic life
is to loathe what you've accepted
but disown what you've realized
this poem is about the different stages of life...which also corresponds to the Triple Goddess concept:maiden/ mother /crone....but written in a humans perspective.....
when we are young we think the world is at our feet, we have our whole lives ahead of us and believe we'll live forever
as we grow older, we accept that we'll never reclaim our youth, and therefor resent that fact
as we are at the end of our lives, we come to realization that the we're soon to perish..yet we attempt to deny it
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adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:30 PM
sugar coated words make a candy so sweet
an illusion so real
a taste of deceit
eyes so blind
they claim they can see
a heart so broken
it believes it can beat
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adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:31 PM
the ghosts of our memories live on
and the souls of our childhoods are reborn
i remember.................
we vowed on the sacristy of the pinky
we carelessly proposed petty harmless blackmails
the world was small
and we possessed shallow serenity
we were so naive
but from that naivety
we achieved bliss
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adoette_graves
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11-12-2009, 04:31 PM
i am your disappointment
yet you still strive
to make me your perfect child
i refuse to host self-denial
plagued with a resentful smile
your expectations for me
to be painfully loyal
consume all rational thought
poisoned with a blind,
self-righteous wrath
you stubbornly adore
if you try to force my love
it will only make me despise you more
mother why cant you realize
your desperate attempts
to cling onto me
tainted my fragile mind
with a shameful misery
you'll never know
the normal bond we should posses
was destroyed so long ago
i never forgave you
i just accepted the pain
you will never change
and i will never be the same
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Knerd
I put the K in "Misspelling"
☆☆ Assistant Administrator
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11-12-2009, 08:03 PM
Since each user is only allowed to create on poetry thread, I've merged all of your's together. Please update this thread with all your new poetic writings. :yes:
Essaies aren't actually allowed on Menewsha, but you can post your short stories in the main Lit Spot forum.
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