I am making this topic for one simple reason. POETRY!!!!!!!!!!!! Welcome to the coffee shop grab your bongos and post!!!!!!
I am making this topic for one simple reason. POETRY!!!!!!!!!!!! Welcome to the coffee shop grab your bongos and post!!!!!!
The Bombs Fell.
~ColombeRory©
Bombs drop and sadness falls with them.
You find yourself looking around.
You see nothing but fire and ash.
You run, seek, hunt, search.
Looking only for that one thing.
The one you know cannot be found.
The bomb drops.
Time is up.
Its over, what now?
You have found the end.
Down that magic hole you spin.
Falling head over end and back.
Its dark, its dank.
Its all you have.
You have to ask, why?
Why did the sky grow dark?
Why did the black rain fall?
Something you did set it off.
You know the world is coming to an end.
Not the world...
Your world.
Its crumbling.
Its breaking.
Your center is off kilter.
Your heart is over there.
Your head is over here.
Your life is up there,
and your world is nowhere in between.
Where do you go from here?
How do you put it all back together?
There is always that tape that people say,
holds the universe in place.
There is the glue that doesn't fail.
There is twine and rope that you can use.
Binding it seems useless though right?
The bombs fall...
The sky darkens.
Your world is shattered.
It goes black.
The bombs fell.
~ColombeRory©
Bombs drop and sadness falls with them.
You find yourself looking around.
You see nothing but fire and ash.
You run, seek, hunt, search.
Looking only for that one thing.
The one you know cannot be found.
The bomb drops.
Time is up.
Its over, what now?
You have found the end.
Down that magic hole you spin.
Falling head over end and back.
Its dark, its dank.
Its all you have.
You have to ask, why?
Why did the sky grow dark?
Why did the black rain fall?
Something you did set it off.
You know the world is coming to an end.
Not the world...
Your world.
Its crumbling.
Its breaking.
Your center is off kilter.
Your heart is over there.
Your head is over here.
Your life is up there,
and your world is nowhere in between.
Where do you go from here?
How do you put it all back together?
There is always that tape that people say,
holds the universe in place.
There is the glue that doesn't fail.
There is twine and rope that you can use.
Binding it seems useless though right?
The bombs fall...
The sky darkens.
Your world is shattered.
It goes black.
The bombs fell.
Obsessed?
©ForsakenAngel(amb15@DeviantArt)
Who says you're obsessed?
In the horizon
Shadows of the memories.
Why life may be a mess,
You can feel it in a lifetime,
No respect
Anyone can take you there,
Intense waiting game,
Inside competition,
Fearless masters.
Listen to every factor.
So risky for those who crave a world with love.
For the record, the movement has come,
Tuning into your reality.
One I had to write useing random magazine clippings in an English class
©ForsakenAngel(amb15@DeviantArt)
Who says you're obsessed?
In the horizon
Shadows of the memories.
Why life may be a mess,
You can feel it in a lifetime,
No respect
Anyone can take you there,
Intense waiting game,
Inside competition,
Fearless masters.
Listen to every factor.
So risky for those who crave a world with love.
For the record, the movement has come,
Tuning into your reality.
One I had to write useing random magazine clippings in an English class
Nicely done ^.^
Why thank you. I liked your's aswell
Ty ty
I'm awake, but all i see is darkness.
My heart hurt's But i accept the pain.
my Soul pleads for help, but no help comes.
I'm cold, but i can find no warmth.
Darkness is everywhere, Even in my mind.
Is this the path I truly want?, but I cant turn back.
As the day's pass i fell myself slipping, more and more into the darkness.
my body burns, but i only ignore the pain.
Who am I?, What am I?
Will i ever find the light again?, or be trapped in darkness forever?
Is it true? Everything i was ever told is a Lie? , what is there to live for if that is the case?
Can no body here my cries? Or douse nobody care.
I'm confused, i am lost, I am trapped.
(( i wrote this based off one of my RP chars fellings last year on a SW RP after he fell to the darkside ))
My heart hurt's But i accept the pain.
my Soul pleads for help, but no help comes.
I'm cold, but i can find no warmth.
Darkness is everywhere, Even in my mind.
Is this the path I truly want?, but I cant turn back.
As the day's pass i fell myself slipping, more and more into the darkness.
my body burns, but i only ignore the pain.
Who am I?, What am I?
Will i ever find the light again?, or be trapped in darkness forever?
Is it true? Everything i was ever told is a Lie? , what is there to live for if that is the case?
Can no body here my cries? Or douse nobody care.
I'm confused, i am lost, I am trapped.
(( i wrote this based off one of my RP chars fellings last year on a SW RP after he fell to the darkside ))
Nicely written sweet
thanks 
I'm tired.
I want to grab some coffee.
Then just have a drink.
I don't care what's in my cup.
I just want to chill.
I'm getting overridden,
Tired, over-pressured,
I just want to grab a coffee
and drink.
~
Life,
Would you spare me?
O dear,
I'm tired, darling.
Can't you be good,
and then just be
Having some compassion,
and some charity,
for the likes of this?
I deluded myself,
Yeah.
I rather not think about it,
cause life is always the same.
Hope lost,
Walking corpse,
I'm like,
overrunned,
and I hate You.
Faceless thing.
~
Drink,
Tea, coffee,
Sugar plum, and berries!
I'll love to meet you,
in this corner,
All juicy, all red,
I love you,
so much more,
than tomato bread.
.
xD x')
what, why.
I want to grab some coffee.
Then just have a drink.
I don't care what's in my cup.
I just want to chill.
I'm getting overridden,
Tired, over-pressured,
I just want to grab a coffee
and drink.
~
Life,
Would you spare me?
O dear,
I'm tired, darling.
Can't you be good,
and then just be
Having some compassion,
and some charity,
for the likes of this?
I deluded myself,
Yeah.
I rather not think about it,
cause life is always the same.
Hope lost,
Walking corpse,
I'm like,
overrunned,
and I hate You.
Faceless thing.
~
Drink,
Tea, coffee,
Sugar plum, and berries!
I'll love to meet you,
in this corner,
All juicy, all red,
I love you,
so much more,
than tomato bread.
.
xD x')
what, why.
My world is gone yet I remain.
No sunlight left,
My my fields bereft,
Yet I remain.
No winds to blow,
No tide run low,
Yet I remain.
With nothing left, yet my heart is unshaken.
For others, too, had their world taken.
Yet they remain.
Their forests now are burnt to ash,
Their tunnels are empty, with no sulfur to frasch,
Yet they remain.
To watch me so and name me forsaken
You would deny that your world was taken.
Ever still, I remain.
Look and see that their cities are plundered,
Their skies have been sundered,
Yet they remain.
Cant you see that your world is gone?
Bereft of even dear and fawn?
Yet you remain.
Fret not, dear friend,
Our kind will not end.
For we remain.
I think I should stick to free form.
No sunlight left,
My my fields bereft,
Yet I remain.
No winds to blow,
No tide run low,
Yet I remain.
With nothing left, yet my heart is unshaken.
For others, too, had their world taken.
Yet they remain.
Their forests now are burnt to ash,
Their tunnels are empty, with no sulfur to frasch,
Yet they remain.
To watch me so and name me forsaken
You would deny that your world was taken.
Ever still, I remain.
Look and see that their cities are plundered,
Their skies have been sundered,
Yet they remain.
Cant you see that your world is gone?
Bereft of even dear and fawn?
Yet you remain.
Fret not, dear friend,
Our kind will not end.
For we remain.
I think I should stick to free form.
Chromatte wrote:
My world is gone yet I remain.
No sunlight left,
My my fields bereft,
Yet I remain.
No winds to blow,
No tide run low,
Yet I remain.
With nothing left, yet my heart is unshaken.
For others, too, had their world taken.
Yet they remain.
Their forests now are burnt to ash,
Their tunnels are empty, with no sulfur to frasch,
Yet they remain.
To watch me so and name me forsaken
You would deny that your world was taken.
Ever still, I remain.
Look and see that their cities are plundered,
Their skies have been sundered,
Yet they remain.
Cant you see that your world is gone?
Bereft of even dear and fawn?
Yet you remain.
Fret not, dear friend,
Our kind will not end.
For we remain.
I think I should stick to free form.
No sunlight left,
My my fields bereft,
Yet I remain.
No winds to blow,
No tide run low,
Yet I remain.
With nothing left, yet my heart is unshaken.
For others, too, had their world taken.
Yet they remain.
Their forests now are burnt to ash,
Their tunnels are empty, with no sulfur to frasch,
Yet they remain.
To watch me so and name me forsaken
You would deny that your world was taken.
Ever still, I remain.
Look and see that their cities are plundered,
Their skies have been sundered,
Yet they remain.
Cant you see that your world is gone?
Bereft of even dear and fawn?
Yet you remain.
Fret not, dear friend,
Our kind will not end.
For we remain.
I think I should stick to free form.
It's good!
~ Trying to dance, and shut up!~
I'm trying to dance, dance again,
I lost the rhymes, I lost the rythm,
I'll beat death, just to dance again,
I would like to get by the music again,
I'll take shots,
Shots,
And shots,
And shots, again, more, yeah!
And I will no sleep,
I'll dance again,
To the base so loud,
Again,
To the beat of the drum,
Again,
To the heart in my chest,
Oh yes.
No more, again, no more again,
No, No pain, anymore,
I'll get high, so high to the music,
I'll just,
Get's the chance,
Oh yes,
Baby, dance, just dance, dance again.
~
Not the best I ever write, but pretty good to me for now. :p
I'm trying to dance, dance again,
I lost the rhymes, I lost the rythm,
I'll beat death, just to dance again,
I would like to get by the music again,
I'll take shots,
Shots,
And shots,
And shots, again, more, yeah!
And I will no sleep,
I'll dance again,
To the base so loud,
Again,
To the beat of the drum,
Again,
To the heart in my chest,
Oh yes.
No more, again, no more again,
No, No pain, anymore,
I'll get high, so high to the music,
I'll just,
Get's the chance,
Oh yes,
Baby, dance, just dance, dance again.
~
Not the best I ever write, but pretty good to me for now. :p
Butterflies,
Soft Breezes,
Waves their ways,
Into the place
I sit,
By the window,
Where I look
And where you might see I'm here,
Soft sounds
Rain scent
The bamboos,
The white lotus,
and the sounds of the chimings flutes.
~ *
Soft Breezes,
Waves their ways,
Into the place
I sit,
By the window,
Where I look
And where you might see I'm here,
Soft sounds
Rain scent
The bamboos,
The white lotus,
and the sounds of the chimings flutes.
~ *
RedLantern wrote:
~ Trying to dance, and shut up!~
I'm trying to dance, dance again,
I lost the rhymes, I lost the rythm,
I'll beat death, just to dance again,
I would like to get by the music again,
I'll take shots,
Shots,
And shots,
And shots, again, more, yeah!
And I will no sleep,
I'll dance again,
To the base so loud,
Again,
To the beat of the drum,
Again,
To the heart in my chest,
Oh yes.
No more, again, no more again,
No, No pain, anymore,
I'll get high, so high to the music,
I'll just,
Get's the chance,
Oh yes,
Baby, dance, just dance, dance again.
~
Not the best I ever write, but pretty good to me for now. :p
I'm trying to dance, dance again,
I lost the rhymes, I lost the rythm,
I'll beat death, just to dance again,
I would like to get by the music again,
I'll take shots,
Shots,
And shots,
And shots, again, more, yeah!
And I will no sleep,
I'll dance again,
To the base so loud,
Again,
To the beat of the drum,
Again,
To the heart in my chest,
Oh yes.
No more, again, no more again,
No, No pain, anymore,
I'll get high, so high to the music,
I'll just,
Get's the chance,
Oh yes,
Baby, dance, just dance, dance again.
~
Not the best I ever write, but pretty good to me for now. :p
I like it, though it does come off like the bridge to an EDM song. I can see Tristram or Made on, making an interesting track out of it.
Are you afraid of the dark?
It's where we hide our deepest parts.
Our secrets, our maladies, our broken hearts.
Are you afraid of the dark?
It's the space between stars.
A place of unseen, unheard, and unknown mysteries beyond the scope of mars.
Are you afraid of the dark?
There's power there.
Alien and odd, something one can feel in the air.
Are you afraid of the dark?
It's cold and wet, and makes you feel so alone.
Yet, I find, it's where my fire truly shone.
~
Something quick just to keep the thread alive.
It's where we hide our deepest parts.
Our secrets, our maladies, our broken hearts.
Are you afraid of the dark?
It's the space between stars.
A place of unseen, unheard, and unknown mysteries beyond the scope of mars.
Are you afraid of the dark?
There's power there.
Alien and odd, something one can feel in the air.
Are you afraid of the dark?
It's cold and wet, and makes you feel so alone.
Yet, I find, it's where my fire truly shone.
~
Something quick just to keep the thread alive.
"Smile, Darling."
A compliment, is it not?
Such flattery, what thought.
My space and time, stopped by a Stranger.
Halted with this sudden Danger.
Now I ask you, how much do I take?
A whistle, a demand, before I pick something to break.
Yet they tell me to unwind, to give them chances.
Nevermind their vulgar advances.
I do not exist to obey your order.
I dare you to cross my physical boarder.
My smile is not yours, nor am I for your bed.
Take one more step and I will bite. Then, I shall smile red.
A compliment, is it not?
Such flattery, what thought.
My space and time, stopped by a Stranger.
Halted with this sudden Danger.
Now I ask you, how much do I take?
A whistle, a demand, before I pick something to break.
Yet they tell me to unwind, to give them chances.
Nevermind their vulgar advances.
I do not exist to obey your order.
I dare you to cross my physical boarder.
My smile is not yours, nor am I for your bed.
Take one more step and I will bite. Then, I shall smile red.
It is a bit scary to hear them coming near, skipping, spinning, stomping, gives you reason to fear,
The ballerina mustache trolls.
They will break down your doors, shatter your plates and smash your bowls.
All of this destruction from the ballerina mustache trolls.
Twirling, swirling, a twist than a spin, a boom than a CRASH! All from that beast with the big black mustache.
Skin of grey, suit of pink, big ugly feet that really stink.
So don't let them in, don't let them through, don't let those trolls come and get you. Turn out your lights, pretend you aren't there. Don't look out the window, don't peek or stare...
Or else in they will come, crash, boom, bump, smash, turning all your things into trash.
The ballerina mustache trolls.
They will break down your doors, shatter your plates and smash your bowls.
All of this destruction from the ballerina mustache trolls.
Twirling, swirling, a twist than a spin, a boom than a CRASH! All from that beast with the big black mustache.
Skin of grey, suit of pink, big ugly feet that really stink.
So don't let them in, don't let them through, don't let those trolls come and get you. Turn out your lights, pretend you aren't there. Don't look out the window, don't peek or stare...
Or else in they will come, crash, boom, bump, smash, turning all your things into trash.
Oh, geez, this topic just got revived. Guess I'll try my best to keep it living while it has some life in it.
Black Winds and Crimson Waters
Horizons shining,
horizons waning,
horizons gone,
lightlessness above,
around him,
around them,
Bang...
Winds as black as tar,
as black as smoke...
smoke of lead...
Bang...
Fire born from metal,
fire of Mars,
whistling trajectory of pain,
of fear,
of death...
Bang...
Winds of choking black
smelt of lead,
the smell of water,
crimson water,
in rivers it flows...
Bang...
Screams of agony,
of despair,
of doom,
smells of both metals,
filling the air,
black putrid air,
the wind takes it...
Bang...
He amidst the blackness,
of both winds and of darkness,
his lead flew,
red waters,
crimson waters...
Bang...
Dawn arose,
as slow as a snail,
lead was faster...
Bang...
He thought it was God,
an epoch of fire,
the fire waning...
Bang...
Further the fire wanes,
but rivers still flow,
shadowed fruit dropping from harvest,
the Reaper smiles...
Bang...
Lead flies,
rivers flow,
fruit drops,
Reaper harvests,
God is near...
Bang...
His luck of Fortuna,
his aim of Tell,
the dawn ahead,
a black wall of lead...
Bang...
Scarlet splatters,
coating his figure,
his face,
it brightens,
he thought it was God,
rising from the horizons,
mighty titan,
titan of heaven,
of light...
Bang...
The fire wanes,
driven demons of destruction,
dead as dirt,
red fruit for the Reaper...
Click... he was empty...
He thought it was God...
Light of purity,
like a beacon at sea,
a troubled sea,
a sea of smoke,
of red waters,
of ripe fruit...
He looked,
harvest was fruitful,
crimson rivers ran,
return of rule,
God's rule.
His sorrow wells,
his fellows fell,
dear God,
what has become of this?
Black winds,
crimson waters,
red fruit,
he could see it all...
he lived...
Black Winds and Crimson Waters
Horizons shining,
horizons waning,
horizons gone,
lightlessness above,
around him,
around them,
Bang...
Winds as black as tar,
as black as smoke...
smoke of lead...
Bang...
Fire born from metal,
fire of Mars,
whistling trajectory of pain,
of fear,
of death...
Bang...
Winds of choking black
smelt of lead,
the smell of water,
crimson water,
in rivers it flows...
Bang...
Screams of agony,
of despair,
of doom,
smells of both metals,
filling the air,
black putrid air,
the wind takes it...
Bang...
He amidst the blackness,
of both winds and of darkness,
his lead flew,
red waters,
crimson waters...
Bang...
Dawn arose,
as slow as a snail,
lead was faster...
Bang...
He thought it was God,
an epoch of fire,
the fire waning...
Bang...
Further the fire wanes,
but rivers still flow,
shadowed fruit dropping from harvest,
the Reaper smiles...
Bang...
Lead flies,
rivers flow,
fruit drops,
Reaper harvests,
God is near...
Bang...
His luck of Fortuna,
his aim of Tell,
the dawn ahead,
a black wall of lead...
Bang...
Scarlet splatters,
coating his figure,
his face,
it brightens,
he thought it was God,
rising from the horizons,
mighty titan,
titan of heaven,
of light...
Bang...
The fire wanes,
driven demons of destruction,
dead as dirt,
red fruit for the Reaper...
Click... he was empty...
He thought it was God...
Light of purity,
like a beacon at sea,
a troubled sea,
a sea of smoke,
of red waters,
of ripe fruit...
He looked,
harvest was fruitful,
crimson rivers ran,
return of rule,
God's rule.
His sorrow wells,
his fellows fell,
dear God,
what has become of this?
Black winds,
crimson waters,
red fruit,
he could see it all...
he lived...
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