Warren
[glow=blue,20,100] Angel[/glow]
What have I done to be the son to an Angel? What have I done to be worthy?
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Post by Warren on Jun 26, 2006 23:53:25 GMT -5
What's coming through is alive. What's holding up is a mirror. But what's singing songs is a snake looking to turn this piss to wine. They're both totally void of hate, but killing me just the same. The snake behind me hisses what my damage could have been. My blood before me begs meopen up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again. considerately. Venomous voice, tempts me, drains me, bleeds me, leaves me cracked and empty. Drags me down like some sweet gravity. The snake behind me hisses what my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me open up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again. I am too connected to you to slip away, to fade away. Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me, and considerately killing me. Without the skin, beneath the storm, under these tears the walls came down. And the snake is drowned and as I look in his eyes, my fear begins to fade recalling all of those times. I could have cried then. I should have cried then. And as the walls come down and as I look in your eyes my fear begins to fade recalling all of the times I have died and will die. It's all right. I don't mind. I am too connected to you to slip away, to fade away. Days away I still feel you touching me, changing me, and considerately killing me.
H by TOoL
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Post by Rae Black Fyre of the Diahni on Jun 28, 2006 16:24:40 GMT -5
I like all poems. I don't really have a specific type I like. Just as long as I understand it I'll like it.
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Alexis of the Ghastly
[glow=white,20,100] Vampire[/glow]
down a dark tunnle I travel for all eternity alone afriad of the light that burns a whole in my soul
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Post by Alexis of the Ghastly on Jun 29, 2006 16:59:08 GMT -5
>>Around the corner I have a friend, >>In this great city that has no end, >>Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, >>And before I know it, a year is gone. >> >>And I never see my old friends face, >>For life is a swift and terrible race, >>He knows I like him just as well, >>As in the days when I rang his bell. >> >>And he rang mine but we were younger then, >>And now we are busy, tired men. >>Tired of playing a foolish game, >>Tired of trying to make a name. >>"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim >>Just to show that I'm thinking of him." >> >>But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, >>And distance between us grows and grows. >> >>Around the corner, yet miles away, >>"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today." >>And that's what we get and deserve in the end. >>Around the corner, a vanished friend. >>Remember to always say what you mean. >> >>If you love someone, tell them. >>Don't be afraid to express yourself. >>Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you. >>Because when you decide that it is the right time it might >>be too late. >> >>Seize the day. Never have regrets. >>And most importantly, stay close to your friends >>and family, for they have helped >>make you the person that you are today. i like this one its really nice i goes to show don't miss a chance to tell soemone you love them
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Post by Vox on Jul 21, 2006 0:37:00 GMT -5
poem
As the darkness consumes my soul, I travel down a rabit hole, I cant explain the rabit hole, for it is linked to my soul,
Deeper as the darkness grows, the rabit hole grows, and when i have not one ounce of light, the rabit comes and wants to fight,
I see the rabit drawing near, i wonder if it i should fear, the rabit is a manifestation of my soul, its fur the color of coal,
The rabit is a messenger, and into darkness futher it will lure,
The rabbit strikes, i want it to strike me, perish me, for my soul desires this,
The rabbit leaves me wounded, its message was that i am to be wounded.
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Post by Sayth on Sept 3, 2006 17:14:28 GMT -5
Here is a poem i made when i got bored in school;
[glow=white,5,300]The One In Black
As the sun sleeps, The moon takes it place, Sharing the light of the sun, Giving us its Erie glow.
Under the moons glow, When the hands reach twelve, As the bells ring loud and clear, Then things come alive.
As the bells ring the shadows come to life, the non breathing get a deep breathe of air, Bones of the long departed come together, the dead will walk again.
The golden gate will open, a war is coming, angels are flying, God leading them.
The earth will crack, the nine gates will open releasing hell, Demons crawl out of the earth, With Satan in front.
This is a battle of good and evil, but there is a third, they will rise from their wooden crypts, The undead will be lead by the "One in Black"
The "One in Black" is the threat, The cause of this war, And he is sick of heaven and hell, He is nether good nor bad.
He is from hell, A demon from the ninth gate, He is very powerful, Able to destroy mankind.
For this reason Satan wants him, For this reason God wants him, Satan want to use him to cleanse the earth, God wants to destroy him for that reason.
Bout the "One in Black" is kind, He wouldn't harm a fly, he has un controllable anger when released, Hurt the one close to him he'll hurt u back.
Know he raises and army of his own, An army of the undead, So he can protect mankind, So he can protect the ones dear to him.
The Apocalypse is real, But mankind wont go without a fight, They will fight together in unison to the end of the world, They will join the undead and the "One in Black".
Judgement day starts at sunrise, When the horsemen can be seen on the horizon, Searching for the prize kill, Satan has not sent them God has.
As the gallop through the Sky, They see in great fear "One in Black", For that he is not alone, They see all of mankind and the undead behind him.
As the "One in Black" looks out to sea, upon a cliff watching the sky, A little girl comes to him, She says thank you and runs off.
At that moment he knows the world will end, he summons all his power, He glows black, Eyes turn red.
War has started, The Apocalypse has begone, Mankind will fight, And the end will come.
This is what the "One in Black" sees, He sees this all so clear, And as he open his eyes, He is just a boy that seen his future, "the end of the world". [/glow]
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