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Old 10-13-2007, 08:53 PM

Well lets see this poem I wrote last year for my English Class.

The Moon

The Moon in its distance, stares
Upon the bleak human existence
No one will remember us
For we are quick to forget
So It stares on with changing degrees
Watching us toil away for wants and needs
Our selfish actions for needed things
The greed that drives us on the moon stares down at this race
Wandering why they never stop as it goes through another timed change
This odd little race is gone.



Then this one I really don't know when or why I wrote it, but I still trying to think or a title anyone got a suggestion?

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Our hands are covered in the red flow of life. We survive the crimson curse of death. Through slit wrists in the darkest night healed within the morning light.

Chase the shadows from where they hide covered in the holy light but when the devil comes for you there is nothing you can do.

Their tongues are like a double edge sword sharp to the touch and cuts to the bone. Demons behind a human facade, devoid of heart hide in the dark.

Chase the shadows from where they hide covered in the holy light but when the devil comes for you there is nothing you can do.

Will you join me here within the twilight’s reach where shadows scratch and light heals. Where demons dance upon your grave.


Then this one I wrote just about a month ago after a break up with my boyfriend.

To You

To You I send the pieces
Like bits of broken glass
Tiny as specks of glitter
Shatter because of our past
To You I send the fragments
All torn and ripped already
With You they all are resting
Thou You know it not
To You they’ve settled gently as soft as angel wings
They wait for you to notice
What You can only fix
To have You glue them back together
As perfect as before
To You they rest hoping
To be whole once more


I'll post more later after I get some feed back.

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Old 10-13-2007, 09:09 PM

I've got an idea of a name...Crimson Devil? or something like that. And those poems are amazing :)

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Old 10-13-2007, 09:12 PM

Thank you and that might work. I hate not knowing what to name something its always so very annoying. Things need names.

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Old 10-15-2007, 04:57 PM

Heres a nothing one everyone always think that I'm being depressed or something when they read this, but thats not it theres a meaning that you have look for.

About me

I am just like everyone else
There is nothing special about me
My eyes are a dark chocolate brown
They are wide open like those of a child
But that’s nothing special for there is nothing special about me
My hair is down my back and shines red in the sun
But that’s nothing special
I am just like everyone else
There is nothing special about me
My hands are long and delicate, small in nature
But that’s nothing special
For there is nothing special about me
I wear my heart for all to see
My shield that blocks no blows
But that’s nothing special
I can judge someone’s character without flaw
I’ve never been wrong about other although I’ve wished otherwise
But that’s nothing special
For there is nothing special about me
Cause I’ve just like everyone else.

 


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