Give me a moment
Just give me a moment, Just a small piece in time to feel some sort of peace and quiet, to reflect on all i left behind I have been a soldier, fighting for my own life and sanity my mind is still troubled..my life a war zone, fighting ones
Dream Reality
I wrote this poem some years ago while I was studying for college exams. I took a break from my studies and it kinda just came to me. I can't really explain my motivation behind it.
Let me see....!
Somethings been lingering,came out.
Bare-foot she glow.
Just a relaxing word,cant say
Flower
Dont remember when i wrote it and why.There was date on it :)
Deceive
Have you ever walked outside, and claimed the world was yours? Then you find out it's a lie when you walk back through those doors. Now when you look into my eyes, do you cover yours in fear, 'cause you're afraid to realize that the time is dr
Petal
The life it crys It's impossible pain Defying all odds by large amounts It just meets to that end That bitter sweet end Winding around the road That cross fades Nothing glows The final petal falls
The Almond Tree.
This is a rather dark piece of verse...the world was becoming evermore nihilistic and decadent or so I imagined in my own perceptions. I used the symbol of an almond tree because it is one of the first trees to flower in the spring and is thus the symbol of re-birth. At first the tree wrestles with fall and winter beneath the watchful eye of the moon...as we are in darkness and decadence...however, eventually all things whether good or evil will come to an end...eventually the sun will rise and even death is cyclical and can be defeated. Only to return to decadence and sh*t. Basically we create our own wasteland...and will continue to do so. But that was only a momentary thought and inspired only these ridiculous verses.
A Divided Line
Her cutting remarks made their mark While the winding road drew nearer Her eyes were now slit and of envy, As he halted to a stop. His love for her was now on edge As she continued her deepest feelings Never was he so concerned To see
A evening tremor..!
On the same thought as my previos poem,thanks to all you fine people..!
Strange Dreams Better off Forgotten
Beauty in the flames Burning to chills Breathlessness in the wind with pain with pleasure Ashes to paper Blown away like dust Demon- Addiction- Affection Feeling of unwantedness Only for the divity of others necessities Swelling an
Field Trip
The wind rallied on the day Destined to break the fellow's bone Too short minded for his pain He felt nothing but a boat's sail For the luckless few he had confessed Of the wasted dice that put him in distress The lost soul, the misused c
A moment we lost..!
just a early moment.i remember camping in love..!wow..!
An eyesore's heart
I saw you in the dead of night A thirst for blood was in your eyes I tried to run but still I stared When I looked again it's as if you were never there I was never affraid Still felt compelled to hide But you went away And that is why I cri
The path
The path is chosen Already woven Never change With or without my consent It will It goes on forever Meeting to my end
RIDDLED
A DEEP MOOD.
Black widow
I AM A LITTLE SPIDER I CRAWL ALONG YOUR WALLS WHILE THERE AND THEN A WEB I DO SPIN TO WHICH I PUT MY MEN IN I KISS THEM I ---- THEM AND THEN CAST THEM TO HELL FOR I THE BLACK WIDOW WILL DIE AS WELL
untitiled
Drunk on freshly fallen dew Main coarse at the bar-b-que It's not my hypocratic oath So I'm not the one to quote Change the way you change Erase and retrace my face I smoked a crusty roach And found a new approach Taste the way I feel Y
A true love was she..
I was sitting thinking of "Desire,and it came ouy,as it did,
Free From You..
You'll never again hurt me the way you once did.. You will never again, be able to tell me what to do, Or who to see.. or what to be.. Because now I am finally free... Never again will you tell me where to go.. This time around, I'm
Y-nom-raH 2003
Your heart is black. Evil is your mind. Your thoughts are of hurt. Words the weapons, and your actions the murder. Twisting the blade of love, you enjoy. Bending truths till lies are all that is left. Games of the mind are your passion. E
As I resume the silent walk
I wrote this while I was pacing around a courtyard at uni. I was feeling very isolated and lonely and my thought were all depressing. It was like something had taken a-hold of my thoughts and turned then into stagnant, black bile. Not surprisingly once I'd written this it was almost like I'd banished something. I tend to use poetry like that. The act of writing and focusing on my thoughts and words seems to create a level of reality to them. Taking them beyond myself and to a place I can look at them as if they're not mine. Does anyone else also get the "itch" for poetry? I always feel like lightening is shooting up my spine and ants are crawling under my skin until I get the words on paper. The worst part is when you've wanted to say something and suddenly the inspiration is gone and you feel hollow. I once heard it described as like seeing a storm on the horizon and having to sprint to get some paper and write it all down before the storm passes. Love to hear you comments either on the poem or my questions here. I have some other poems if anyone is interested in hearing them? Ralph
fading into nothingness
fading into nothingness. fallen and broken beyond seems to be a future of something successful. ashamed and trying to heal from the painful shadows of my courageless past. the writing you read is everything that I own and nothing more
They will see
This poem is my outlook toward the people who have misjudged me or even judged me at all. I believe people should be able to live their lives without having to worry about who is spreading rumors, and what is being said about them. The world now-a-days is just so cruel and people deserve the right to live their lives without stress produced by others.
To be as she
It is a night of dark desire, a song of ethereal pain. Wolves vent their cry, the thirsting one wakens. Night shrouds her pale form, a timeless desire. Her raven hair cascades over translucent ivory shoulders, and her full crimson lips par
Lost In The World Of Shadows
Another old poem. =)
The night
One more to hopefully ponder over..!
A Thought, Still..!
This is my early morning thought,, Hope you enjoy, Its early morning and we all say whats there, I read lots of the members writting, a community for all,,..1111111111111111111111!!!!!!!!!!Thank-you
Angel's Have Two Shiny Wings
Gabriel, the left hand, Blowing his Trumpet Ere the last stand, Come all ye, hither, Where Satan's fallen slither And witness, Aye, God's fury Nuclear fire, ashes, and slurry. The Angels aloft, hawks of heaven, Wings war-torn an
Smile
i can take the pain i can take the pain i can take the pain of living it again i can take my mind through the dark and tell i can kill my soul for all the times i fell i can take my blood and use for my tears leaving childhood as the m
It matters little if a flower falls.
It matters little if a flower falls. The soft petals leave the love behind though this shows God is divine Oh little flower where does your beauty hide now that your petals have gone and hide What shall you do with your love that no doves c
Rising Moon
My mood is dark, I’m full of gloom, just like the night, before new moon. Pitch, black darkness, with shards of light, not much joy, but lots of fright. I feel bitter and twisted, like I won’t be missed, if I were to leave, there won’t
Words
I would always manipulate, everything to which I would relate, this made those around feel unheard, now I just do this with words. Words are truly unique creations, that hold with you no expectations, as they allow you to have your say, it n
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Image of mine shattered by their lack of faith... The person they see is no longer i For he has dispersed from their memories Drowning within the many created lies Disgusted by their lack of trust Ripping all those loved ones ties Silenced and
The Calling
A life in denial, a life in regret- so many things I can`t forget. Someday I hope it fades away because before you know it, it wont be a game to play. A life at sake but not caring- Not being able to confess- these emotions are far too strong to b
Look what you do
You keep me down I see you smile as you pull me down. Drowning in your pleasure I feel sick with regret. Why was i made this way? I need a way out I know your wrong. I want to heal from your grasp of sins. Forget and relive. See me
Tortured in memory
past exiriences..(and repressed memory of childhood abuse)
This aching heart
my fears of the past
Three Beers...
So much senseless tradgedy could be avoided if we all made the choice to NOT drink and drive!
Glow Worm
Elaboration on the axiom "Nuke them till they glow". Coda to the "End of Days".
Walk
I walk to relieve the pain,........... I walk to be found I walk to clear my head,............. and I walk to be profound I walk to find myself, I walk to find help I walk to find the innocence I once had,......I walk to find my lost soul I w
Darker Side of the Moon
Stress, Hate, Rage, Loneliness......ripping, tearing, Fighting its way into my soul like an uncontrollable wild fire.... Solace I seek, but the Bone-deep weary tiredness keeps my Feet from leaving the road. I'm on a dusty broken path Strewn