Anyone here a poet???

[Ithilden]

Here is a new poem for you all:

I wish not to die here, alone in this cruel place.
The pain is as evident, as the tears that stain my face.

Slowly they tear me apart, they try to break my soul.
My spirit in vain seeks to escape, the chains that have a hold.

Their intentions plague me daily, eyes burning deep in my mind.
Their hearts are so cold, their words so unkind.

Pushed to the edge of madness, but afraid to sink or swim.
I must decide whether to die here, or go ahead and jump in.

My plan is ready in my hands, just need to time it right.
To get out, run away in the stillness of the night.

Once free I can fly away, with wings I will soar high.
Hope renewed and doubts crushed, as I say to this place goodbye.

But until that time comes, beaten will I still be.
And I will eventually die, if I fail to break free.

Then, only fond memories of me will remain, frozen in time.
My tears will rest in the hearts of those I leave behind.


A little lengthy I know, but.... Let me know what you think.
(written 11-9-04)

[Hammer]

Does Haiku count?



Grey Skies Overhead.
I wander the paths of life.
Singing songs of love.

[Xecutioner]

I write poems when I'm :x , really not appropriate for the forums though :P :) , they help me get my mind off of things.

[Mitsuko]

I've been known to write one when the rhythmic and poetic chord strikes...Which isn't often...*rummages around for something to post*

OK, I found one that's...alright...It's a few months old, like 2 or 3 so bare with it...It's about love and immortality...I kept switching between King's English and normal english so...it might have thrown it off. (What's with me and "..."s?)

******************

While heaven smiles upon the land,
And all of time doth shift like sand,
And others die of sickness and age,
I am trapped in my immortal cage.

Light and sun touch not my skin,
While darkness freezes me within,
And emotions fade with the sun,
While my torture has not yet begun.

Care not for me or you shall fall,
My emotions will forever stall,
While heaven's eyes mist and cry,
Cry with pity for you and I.

I refuse thy hand for your own sake,
Hoping you don't hear my voice quake,
While the lands shift and heavens flame,
I forever bow my head in shame.

Immortal life is a gift and curse,
While mortal lights flicker and disperse,
And leave me alone within my sorrow,
Knowing without you, there is no tomorrow...

[Craug]

from a few years ago... 8/26/01

Dancing in the waters of his own emotions
a boy nearly drowns
Saved by the dwellers of the garden
time turned backward, a tock, a tick
Moving forward again into the rain

A rainbow gate before him opens
brightnening his day
But it's illusory trestles scatter to the wind
as he draws near
Walking through, no matter

The world stretches, twists, and turns changing
or is it his own self changing
Concepts becoming things, things shimmering away
into ideas
The change evelops him

The boy shudders
cold, darkness sets in
Death falls upon him
ravaging, tearing him limb from limb
A man emerges

[Angul]

I've written a poem or two but i can't exactly post them right now 'cause i need to polish them up and one is extremely inappropriate and in German.

[Ithilden]

These are really good. Thank you for having enough courage to expose your souls, I have another, but I dont think I'll post it right now :D

[Jemia]

OK, it's probably cornball, but he makes me feel this way....

If anyone had told me I'd meet someone like you. I'd have laughed in their face.

If I'd known that meeting you meant all these changes in me, I'd have looked for you sooner.

If I'd have known that having someone like you in my life were to make me this happy, I'd have bult less protective walls around me.

If I'd have known there was someone like you, who would come along and tear down those walls, I'd have stopped building them.

I built these walls for protection;
You tore them down.

I tried to hide my feelings;
You uncovered them.

I denied that love would find me;
Then there was you.

You are the reason I smile.
You are the reason I laugh.
You are the reason I'm happy.
You are the reason I love.

Thank you for being you. I love you.

[Siloner]

Well, it just so happens I write poetry. Try this on for size.

Anticipation

What is the worst part about pain
It's when you know you will be hurt soon
So you wait for the blow by tensing up
Like a fighter that's about to get hit
But as you wait...and wait...and wait
Seconds turn into minutes, minutes into hours
For all you know, you may not get hurt
But then again, you could be devastated
It could be the best thing in the world...or the worst
I've pretty much lived life expecting to be hurt
But in my heart of hearts I hope things will go well
The hope may keep me sane
But it's the suspense of it all that I could live without
If I had my way, joy and pain would hit when I expect it
This way I could enjoy the best and combat the worst
But alas, it cannot be that way
For life, be it joy or pain, is always anticipation

Hope you people like it. I got more if you want but this is it for now. 1

[whitey]

i too share in the poet blood, but alas i have nothing to post right now, ill be sure to post later on tho. Nice to see my brothers and sisters in poetry.

[Xecutioner]

LoGD, is the best game I plea!
Wow, I'm a poet and I didn't even know it!

[Jamiefeerick]

"I'll take the long road, take the path you trode. Yeah ,Ill take the long road, the long path of old. Trudging the forgotten way, seems I am here to stay, this pain won't go away. I cry and I scream, today it seems. I'll take the long road, take the path you trode. Yeah ,Ill take the long road, the long path of old . The cold way, the hard way. Here I am make me stay. Yeah, Ill take the long road.."

More of a song

[Pwyll]

Well, I feel like an idiot now because I posted my own Poetry thread before I saw this one. Anyway, here's one of mine.

RECOGNITION

I have seen your face before
I have looked into your eyes
Seen you lean against a wall
And stand beneath a streetlight in the rain
And I have walked this road before.

I have heard your voice before
I have heard you call my name
Listened while you spoke to me
And heard your laughter dancing on the wind
And you have walked this road before.

I have felt your touch before
Held your hand and brushed your hair aside
Moved with you in night’s embrace
And felt your lips trace fire on my skin
And we have walked this road before.

I have known your soul before
I have met you walking on this road
I have seen your face before
Looking back in recognition
And we will walk this road again.

[Hardy]

Heh, I tend to only write absurdly romantic poems which are as uncliched as I can make it (and often in French, dont ask why)

This is my favourite:

J'ai toujours fait ca pour ton amour,
Parce-que (Insert name here), je t'adore

Translation
I always did it for your love,
Because, (name), I love you.

Short, and it gets lost in translation really, but melts girls hearts.

James ;)

[Angul]

I wrote this for someone.

Twisted

I sit here and wait
Thinking of you
Of how you always manage
To make me smile
Despite your pain
Your uneasy rest
So self-less
My confessional.

You sit there and wait
For your guardian angel
You have one
The Fire Within
Protects you
Gives you a meaning for life
He watches over you
As you watch over him.

The tiny darkness waits
For a simple mistake
To spread the poison
Throughout your body
The poison is slow
Giving you time to think
And beat the darkness back
Good versus evil and you shall prevail.

[Pwyll]

OK, here's one of my "epics" - it's a song, actually...

Pole Star

As the singer is the song,
As the dancer is the dance,
As the dreamer is the dream,
As the lover is entranced,

Like a beacon in the night,
Like a banner in the wind,
Like a glimpse of second sight,
Like the Pole Star I have followed you.

Do you wonder what it means?
Do you ever wonder why
We create our lives in dreams,
Then we wake afraid to try?

When the things that we desire
Are elusive as the wind,
And the heights where we aspire
First demand that we descend,

With a whisper and a kiss,
In the thunder of our hearts,
Plunging into the abyss,
Brilliant as a falling star.


In our flushed and flaming flight -
Knowing not where we may land -
Blazing, blinded by the light,
Reaching for an unseen hand.


As the singer is the song,
As the dancer is the dance,
As the dreamer is the dream,
As the grail receives the lance;

Like a trail in forests deep,
Like a voice when all is still,
Like the faith that takes the leap,
Like the Pole Star, lead me where you will.

I have lived within the walls
Of a place I cannot name.
I have walked where darkness falls
Without star or candle flame.

In the wasteland that I crossed
Came a voice that bid me kneel:
I defied it, and was lost;
I obeyed, and I was healed.

Red as blood and sweet as wine
Are the pangs of love fulfilled.
Do not speak - what can you say?
Let your fearful voice be stilled.

Do not ask - you cannot know
Where those gentle hands may lead;
Where they take you, you must go:
Only follow, and be glad.

As the singer is the song,
As the dancer is the dance,
As the dreamer is the dream,
As the steps of life advance,

Like the Moon that rules the night,
Like the Sun that lights the day,
Like the sound of wings in flight,
Like the Pole Star, you have shown the way.

Like a stag of seven tines,
Like the crashing of the sea,
Like a hawk upon a cliff:
May we be so wild and free.

Do you ever wonder why?
Do you wonder what it means -
All that lives is born to die,
But all that dies lives on in dreams.

When we finally come to earth,
Then the secret is embraced.
Where we never thought to search,
There we find the hidden face.

A god who peers, with blazing eyes,
From the unhewn standing stone
Sees the travelers reach the place
They set out to find alone.

And the singer is the song,
And the dancer is the dance,
And the dreamer is the dream,
And the world lives in your glance.

Like a beacon in the night,
Like a banner in the wind,
Like a glimpse of second sight,
Like the Pole Star, I have followed you.

[Angul]

My gosh Pywll. That was great. Now I feel small and insignificant compared to you.

[Mitsuko]

Wow, that sounds like it'd be a good song, Pwyll. You wouldn't happen to have sang it out and recorded it by chance, have you? It looks like it would sound great.

[Angul]

Here is another poem of mine that i have just written. This was definately written for someone.

Betrayal you say?
I've been there for you
Through the good and the bad
So selfish of me
Listening to you
Offering a shoulder to cry on
A place to vent your rage
And never asking for a thing in return
I finally do something for myself
Betrayal you say?

[Pwyll]

Thanks, guys. :) This one has always felt like it was dictated to me from somewhere else.

Mitsuko, I do have a rough recording of it. I'm planning to do a CD of all my stuff this year - hopefully by the end of this Summer. Think acoustic guitars - I'm sort of a "Pagan Folkie" type.

[Mitsuko]

Thanks, guys. :) This one has always felt like it was dictated to me from somewhere else.

Mitsuko, I do have a rough recording of it. I'm planning to do a CD of all my stuff this year - hopefully by the end of this Summer. Think acoustic guitars - I'm sort of a "Pagan Folkie" type.

I'd like to hear it then, once my computer is working properly again. ^.^

[Pwyll]

OK, here's one for all you vampires out there (especially the hot female ones! :wink: )

The Blood is the Life

The shadows dance in the fading sunlight;
Soon my love will return to me,
Filling my bed with wild enchantment:
We share a brief eternity.
She comes to me when the moon has risen,
Through my window without a sound.
Brings me kisses sharp and tender –
Argent light shines all around.
Her flesh is pale but her lips are crimson;
Her face I scarcely can recognize,
But my soul can feel the hunger burn
In the gaze of her midnight eyes.
She says You are my blood, and the blood is the life – and the blood is the life.

My family thinks that I cannot hear
Their furtive whispers outside my door;
But I hear things that they can’t imagine –
I hear the insects beneath the floor.
Though they hang talismans at my bedside
And seal my windows with herbs and charms,
Their foolish prayers and superstitions
Won’t keep me from my lover’s arms.
I cannot move as she bends to kiss me
I cannot feel her breath on my face
But the livid bruises on my throat
And stains on my pillowcase
Remind me You are my blood, and the blood is the life – and the blood is the life.

Come, come, take me away!
Give me the gift that you alone can bestow.
Come, fashion my clay:
Make of me what you will.

At your touch my senses are thrilling,
Ecstasy filling me –
I feel your passion instilling,
Burning and chilling me –
The precious liquid is spilling,
Darkness distilling –
Take me, take me, I am willing,
Your love is killing me!

The fools shall weep that I leave behind me,
Mourning the life that they could not save;
But I shall have a life unending
And love that reaches beyond the grave.
Tomorrow I shall watch my last sunrise,
Then join my love where she waits for me
To rise from my bed of earth and marble
And drink of immortality.
We shall walk the night together,
The dark gath’ring deep where our shadows fall.
And those who cross our path will find
They cannot resist the call:

You are my blood, and the blood is the life, and the blood is the life--
And your blood is my life.

[Mitsuko]

*stares at Pwyll with eyes of admiration and wonderment* You HAVE to send me these songs, soon!!

[LordWolfen]

Is Anyone here a Poet?

yes a published Poet.

Thanks.

:wink:

[Mitsuko]

I was published once, for poetry. It was this stupid school thing. Young American Poets or something. I was on page 2, I believe. It was such a retarded poem though...

[BLOODDRAGON]

there no such thing as a retarded poems, theres retarded poets, but no retarded poems...

its kinda like the saying: "guns dont kill people, its the bullets in the gun that kill them... unless the gun is used by someone to pistol-whip the poor soul"

[Mitsuko]

No. It really was retarded. No offense to singers, but it was about singing..And had the lamest rhymes you could ever imagine in your life. @.@ Man, I hate how I was in middle school. Especially that year, 6th grade. It sucked...

[FanboyElric]

Guns dont kill people, its the bullets in the gun that kill them... unless the gun is used by someone to pistol-whip the poor soul...

I like that... I might just have to use it.... :twisted:

[Pwyll]

Do you RP in the Gardens? Is your character in love with someone else's character? And you've never met in real life, but you can't help but wonder...

Anyway, if so, then here's a sonnet for you:

It’s after midnight where you are right now,
Five thousand miles across the trackless sea.
I wonder if you’re sleeping, and think how
The night rolls like a wave from you to me.

I wonder if I’m crazy, thinking of
A far-off person who I’ve never met,
Whose face I’ve never seen, who calls me love
But doesn’t know my name, nor I hers. Yet

I sit here wondering how you fill your days
And who you spend your time with when you’re not
In this strange place that’s not a place, where plays
A never-ending quest that is our lot,

If only briefly, every day. Now, tell
Me truly - do you think of me as well?

[Atrus]

The heart is a lonely dreamer
yet in the softness of time I hear you
in a place dimly lit with sibilant whispers
we were together in hope
and she heard me
she knew me
and answered.

For you are my heart, my only, my living
each night as you rest I remember
and smile
There were so many with us in night and in daylight
who never left your side
and mine.

Stay with me now lady, our lives shall always be one
when in the darkest hour, hope still remained
and always shall
my love.

[Phontocules]

Here is my contribution.
You can read more of my stuff at lit.org under the name Raui.

Suburban Ocean

Cascading waterfalls
of orange and pink
spattered by cloudy mist
disappear into the river of mountains
on the horizon.
The black city sea
lights up
as the electric fish of night
reveal signs of life.
The schools of automobiles
swim in patterned reefs of buildings
that have vanished in the murky water.
The colors drain
into the dark peace
that haunts dreams
and soothes souls.
The dark peace
that tells me you are safe
and you are mine.

[Elessa]

Words unspoken in the air
Hang between two people
One is closed inside a wall
The other silent out of fear

Words once spoken
cannot be broken
words may hurt, words may heal
words may join, words may tear

Awkward moment when they part
Words unspoken in the air
One is silent out of fear
The other closed inside a wall

[Elessa]

Falling raindrops tell a story
Of the living world of faerie

Whispered voices in the evening
Carried on a sultry breeze

Thunder claps within the distance
Hearken to battlefields of ages past

Faeries, elves and heroes past
Stride from the mists as droplets crash

Upon the earth the water falls
Remembering the echoes in ancient halls

The clash of swords, the cries of pain
The wounded men and horses slain

Flash of lightning splits the sky
jagged tears render blank ink night asunder

Cleansing rain, rivulets of blood
Washed from Earth’s breast

Where is the flow of life spilled?
None is seen upon this land

Echoes of the past are whispered in the rain
Kings rise and fall, dragons fly and call

Remember, remember the raindrops whisper
the tales of ages past echo in your soul

[Heresia]

To My Love

Love is an ocean,
A giant tidal wave
That crashes against
The rocks of disbelief.

Love is a star,
A warm and bright sun
That sheds its light
Upon our lives.

Love is a stream,
A fountain of youth
That keeps us alive
In this cruel world.

Love is all that
And my love for you is more,
Because your love makes it stronger
Than it ever was before.


(Written to my boyfriend for his birthday in July 2001)

[Eternity]

"Oh my gosh....Pwyll....that poet is so beautiful!" :D

~tears in her eyes~ :cry:

"Gosh i am so speechless......" :shock:

~very emotional here...~ :cry: :D

[Pwyll]

I'm really glad you liked it... of everyone here... :)

[morgainennis]

It's only after you lost everything, that you're free to do anything....
So if the longest night is the one without the dawn, there is a hope, cause dawn comes eventually, one side or the other of the morning....

I have all the answers...Do you have the right questions?....Try! I dare U...

The universal question is ...not why not where, but only WHEN? WHEN IN TIME?

[morgainennis]

[color=green]Love Story part one...


I threw away the glove
Fully armed and
With a curtain of tears
As a shield

On my head forgotten
Mighty helmut
Of wild roses and freesias
So I was called ...spring

I threw the glove to you
And declared war.
And you called the clouds
And they came in thunders

You called the rain, as ally
So the rain whipped the face of earth
And stood at your right
Forever faithfull at your command

You rode the wings of wind
Your brother in arms,
And called the sea on your left
And gigantic waves surrounded you

I looked amazed
At my sudden destruction
And scream for the Ents
To bring the mountain close

And the mountain came
My dear, my brother, my air
And gave me a center to focus
And not get washed into abis

[Elessa]

melancholy stands in the shadows
whispering my name
as sanity slips from my grasp
like grains of sand through an hourglass.

in the twilight of my final hours
i sense the shadow of fleeting time.
the hourglass is turned on end
sand flowing unattended

[morgainennis]

Aquarius


Fire sucks me as I waste fire,
Water I carry on my wings
Cause I’m the wind

Because the wind is high
It blows my mind
Because the world is round
It turns me on

Because I’m there and everywhere
I can’t be It
Because I fly higher than you
You can’t find me

Because I warm or cool
I dry tears
Because I am thin Air
I dust present

And because I can’t be a Spot
You’re not drawing
And because I can’t focus
I can’t hit or fist upon

So I wave and watch around
I breathe
And I dance upon the world
I sigh

And it’s because you breathe
You don’t feel me
And thou I’m all and nothing
You don’t see

Fire sucks me as I waste fire,
Water I carry on my wings
Cause I’m the wind

[Met]

Wooooooowwwww..... all of you are really good poets.

I could never, and indeed don't exactly care about, getting my lines to rhyme.

The world passes before my eyes,
Green, blue, white and grey.
The birds frolick in the skies,
The wind adds to the fray.

But I stare into the world,
Green, blue, white and grey.
Into darkness I am hurled,
Drowning in Thought's ocean.

Disconnected from the world,
Green, blue, white and grey.
It is still; I am moving,
Yet in time I am immobile.

Alone in the world,
Green, blue, white and grey.
Tell me, tell me,
Where is my place?

That was my most recent, but it doesn't look good compared to all of you...and I don't write often too.

[Heresia]

Goodbye - for now...

I met you on an autumn day
Instantly I liked you
Artistic, Creative, Funny you were
I wanted to get to know you

Winter came, and then came Spring
We talked, drank tea and were friends
I thought I could tell you anything
Without fearing that, some day, it ends

Then, one day, something I did
Made you see me differently
I was revealed just a kid
And it was cold, occasionally

Now it's always cold as ice
I never see your kinder face
Were you ever funny and nice
I often wonder during these days

So, I came to say Goodbye
I'm letting you out of my heart
Where ever it is your future may lie
Our ways will now depart

Goodbyes are hard, they always say
Yet I feel no great despair
For a friendship that, for many a day
Has been in disrepair

If, some day, the time should come
That we meet again
You will, if you want to, be welcome
To build something stronger then

[KhalidTheMighty]

Here is a new poem for you all:

I wish not to die here, alone in this cruel place.
The pain is as evident, as the tears that stain my face.

Slowly they tear me apart, they try to break my soul.
My spirit in vain seeks to escape, the chains that have a hold.

Their intentions plague me daily, eyes burning deep in my mind.
Their hearts are so cold, their words so unkind.

Pushed to the edge of madness, but afraid to sink or swim.
I must decide whether to die here, or go ahead and jump in.

My plan is ready in my hands, just need to time it right.
To get out, run away in the stillness of the night.

Once free I can fly away, with wings I will soar high.
Hope renewed and doubts crushed, as I say to this place goodbye.

But until that time comes, beaten will I still be.
And I will eventually die, if I fail to break free.

Then, only fond memories of me will remain, frozen in time.
My tears will rest in the hearts of those I leave behind.


A little lengthy I know, but.... Let me know what you think.
(written 11-9-04)



great poem Ithy
*gives it 11 out of 3 stars*

[Bloodgeon]

A friend of mine compares this with a 5 minute guided tour through hell. Imagine a bunch of little kids singing it in a high dirgelike tone, you won't sleep well.

Rattle rattle, clink clink
into the coffin and over the brink
and you can't hear your own death knell
as you descend the depths of hell.

The fallen angels gather 'round
A deep low growl, a frightening sound
In the deeps, a tolling bell
As you descend the depths of hell.

Weepers and gnashers of teeth there be
Damned souls all that you will see
Curses brewed and souls to sell
As you descend the depths of hell.

Sinners all around they moan
(line perhaps not suitable for forums, slightly graphic)
Imps of flame and spirits fell
As you descend the depths of hell.

You wake up in your sheets, asweat
Nightmares amid dreamcatcher's net
You greet your life and live it well
Else you shall face the depths of hell.

P.S. I'm open to critisism. Better to improve!

[Angul]

“Last Hope”

A candle flickers as the wind rushes through.
Clinging to life, the darkness closing in
Inch by inch the fuel melting down
Consumed by the ever-raging fire.
The madness within contained by a fragile shell.
The darkness calls, the tiny flame
Alone, weakening, beginning to fail.
A small spark of hope, quickly extinguished
The flame rises, a temporary respite
One last effort to light the way
Then flees, darkness filling the void.

[UpstandingCitizen Selekta]

Oi.

~Untitled~

To slip into eternal dream,
To lie awake in wonder.
To speak in rhyme of passing time,
To fly in solemn slumber.

A mind so washed in fatal filth,
And guilt for love replaced.
It screams for mortal cleansing,
For your sinless shining face.

My life is one of shattered dreams,
A lie that burns with hate,
A game of death and bleeding sin,
An endless, wicked fate.

Plagued by mediocrity,
Our love was so infected.
A monster in this earthly shell,
So carefully rejected.

Yet still I see you as I sleep,
A goddess in this night.
My only hope in deadly dark--
Your sweetly glowing light.

Hope you liked it.

[Ithilden]

I have one titled "How to Kill an Angel". The title itself most likely explains why I cant actually post it. Still if you want to hear it, pm me.

[Elessa]

alone, i walk a narrow track along a craggy precipice
below, waves crash relentlessly against the stony cliff
a siren’s call hidden in their mist, beckoning
as I gaze upon the white foam surf

above, sullen clouds shroud the sun in grey haze
a mournful cry piercing the stillness of the air
as a breeze lightly touches my skin with cool fingers

i turn to look from where i have traveled
footsteps of the past but a dim memory
the path before me lies steep, veiled in dark mystery
none who hath ventured here return to tell their story
with a sigh I turn face forward and step beyond the pale

[YurianStonebow]

Some random haikus I dabbled in:

"Wet sunday morning,
'Early bird catches the worm;'
Shop's still closed 'til 10."

"Unbeknownst to me,
I've been walking around town,
With my fly open."

"Separation angst,
No computer for a month,
Withdrawal symptoms."

"My head's spinning,
I'm belting my throat off,
Feeling a nice buzz."

"My science is tight,
You cannot beat my Kung Fu,
Gotta represent."

[Heresia]

A Goddess on Earth

Bare-footed
I dance
Through the freshly fallen snow
Star-lighted
In my steps
Deep-red roses glitter and glow
Light-headed
In the night
I feel warm from head to toe
Full-hearted
I know
Tonight I am in Love

[lostsoul]

i am not much of a poet.....
most of what i would come up with would be... dark, at best...
horrific at worse... if your still interested, let me know...

[Ithilden]

Deathless

These are my wounds
Open sores for the world to see
The blood flows freely from them
But the pain does not cease

Death will not come to me
Though fatal the wounds seem
Something keeps me alive to suffer
In this never ending dream

Your words come from a serpents tongue
Poisoning the ears it wags in
Heavy and grave are your accusations
And so minor are my sins

It seems you know not the depth
That your words pierce my skin
You seem only to laugh in my face
Feeling no remorse for the pain I'm in,

A thousand cuts now adorn me
Hurting more with each blow
Smiling wickedly you poor salt
Wishing my pain to grow

Still no end can I find in sight
My dream ending up a nightmare
No escape from my reality
and no one seems to care.

[Iddi]

Here's an okay song lyric / poem I wrote a long time ago. Hope you like it :P

The scent of sweet purple
The sound of her laughter
Feeling all crumpled
what's always coming after

Just talking for hours
Swimming in our words
Gardens with withered flowers
and dead birds

The sense of these hollow walls
returning to their prey
Again he does fall
Again he was led astray
Poor boy...

The presence of innocence
slowly fades away
Gone is her presence
The end of these days

Little more is left
and what's left is no more... no more!
Drowning in bereft
Pictures of her bag lying on the floor

It's too late...

[lostsoul]

"untitled"

apon the field of battle i stand..
blood and death carried by the wind..
upon the ground is all that is left of my clan..
there is no curse great enough for this sin..

should i remain and let my bones gather dust..
no.. a punishment must be given..
rise from the ground i must..
from our homes it must be driven...

i looked apon the field of my brethren..
all i see is rage..
for this senseless act i must stregthen..
i must free the demon held within this cage..

my sword is so heavy now..
the hate within must be awakened...
before you i bow..
join with me for the seal has been broken...

i can feel the power coursing through me..
fire, blood, and hate.. burns deep within..
apon the ridge is the enemy...
and my revenge has begun..

they charged for my head...
magic and fire flowing like a dream..
but all that awaits them was dead..
they only met with fire and all they did was scream..

no pain could reach me..
for i am dead you see...
hate was all that consumed me..
and vengence was my victory...

[Ithilden]

My idea was rejected by MightyE, mainly due to the fact that he didn't think it would make enough to surpass the money it would cost to do. I had the idea of taking some of the poems on here (with the signed permission of the authors) and making a poem book. with the proceeds going to the site. oh well... :?

By the way lostsoul, thank you for sharing your poem, I personally like it. :)

[Ithilden]

This is a poem I wrote shortly before I and Angul Graduated in 2004. It is a shorter one then most of mine, but I wrote it to go in my scrapbook as a dedication to my one true sister and best friend, Angul.

ScrapBook

The time, it went too quickly.
And now we must part you and I.
I shall simply smile and turn
I wont let you see me cry.

The memories of you shall never fade
In my heart I'll never let go.
I'll keep the precious memories close to heart
You'll always be with me I know.

I will be here when you need me
I'll never be too far away for you.
My best friend you'll remain forever
because our bond it true.

This is for you Sis, With love.

[Angul]

*begins to cry when she reads it and whispers*

Thank you Ithilden...

[Vode Andreas]

I can't remember if this is a copy of the final version or just one of the drafts,
but here's a poem I wrote for English class last year...
I have another poem I found time to write in one of my end of year exams last year
(finished VERY early, did well though) which when found will probably be posted too.
Well, here it is:

Thoughts of the Lost

Flickers by motion, the light to the ground
obscured by the legacy of a time long past
beneath lie the remnants, memories of before
thoughts of the lost, now touched in green.

Steel to iron, iron to form,
the touch to turn truth to thought
what was is no more, what is now unbound
fertilised by the forms of the fallen.

Encompassed by awning of emerald
resting now in a garden of peace,
by edict of one to serve all for the better,
resolution matters little to the fallen

In this bower apart from the world they remain
duty now done, the memories shall fade
lost as the fallen were, form shall fade with time
ivory graced by the light, glint of steel still seen

Sound the tempest, let fly once more,
raise the fallen in call of glory, new day of memory
thought renewed by those that remain
purpose to sacrifice, all not in vain

[YurianStonebow]

Adding some more:

"Bad dice mojo, and
The heavy monsoon season
Ruined the campaign." <-- circa 2002, was playing a traditional dice-pen-and-paper RPG

"Youngest grasshopper,
Way too much to absorb, and
No time to learn it."

"The falling blossoms,
Pale in comparison, to
Beautiful you."

"I'm here, but you're there.
Basically, I miss you.
The trees are lonely."

This other one is incomplete, I had writer's block in the middle of it, one of these days, I hope I find time to complete it, what with work, gaming, and other commitments.

"A million songs,
Since time immemorial,
None say what I want.

"None say what I feel,
None say how I feel,
None say I love you,
None say I miss you,
None say I want you,
None say I need you,
The way I want to say it.

"Like Frank Sinatra,
I've got you under my skin,
Like Janet, let's wait awhile."

[Tarquinn]

ok... this is one of those you laugh, you die scenarios. :oops:

Here goes (excuse shoddy formatting):

Westminster Abbey, by me. ^^

He marched forth with his host of angels;
The gates of Babylon fell to the dust.
The buildings crumbled before his great charger
As another empire was shattered and lost.

His poetry was formed by the trail of his blade,
His beauty reflected in his burnished mail,
His pride flew with his banner of blood
As his enemies resisted to no avail.

He, perhaps, sought a perfection:
A lifeless silence found on their graves,
Murdered for nothing with stifled prayers
As he rode on, on his noble crusade.

And for that he was
remembered, Laid deep in a triumphal tomb –
The price for his glorious and noble vict’ries:
Internment in a cathedral’s gloom.

On the ancient plains he met ruin:
A failing arm raised a spear once more
His vacant body was left till morning
His pallid features dead to the dawn…

They found him lying in Death's dark shadow,
Clouded eyes that ceased to see,
Bloodless lips that softly smiled
As his death encumbered Christian glory.

He was borne away on a bier of roses
As is the wont when heroes die
And buried beneath a marble angel,
The fluting hymns resounding high…

And so I reflected as I gazed at his tomb,
And I felt pride for one man's glory
As I read his epitaph writ in stone:
Dolce et decorum est pro patria mori.

[Tarquinn]

This is obscure so pray forgive me.

Adam, by me

I thought I saw God once.
In bleached linens, like burial shrouds
Prone before a cross in silent prayer,
His crown of thorns cleaving the clouds.

The cross was one amongst a crop
Of those returned to join the dust
Hauled out from the County Penitentiary Jail
Condemned by the Pious and Just.

And the Pious were not here to see
God on his knees at the grave of the sinner
Nor the Just whom, a century hence,
Incarcerated him in his tomb of liquor.

The undertaker had said, “remembered by God”,
Though his clay is rotten beneath the sod,
And he is remembered by God
Alone, now life is fled
From those who knew him – and wished him dead.

For all his debt and vagrant form shone out from among the rest
Congregating in Sunday best
– and so he’s laid to rest
With the God he called with his dying breath,
Who came whipped as a criminal to be judged by priests.

And who is Just? Who can say?
When created of that clay
Once molded as Adam from Eden’s dust.
For returning to Eden, the dust is laid bare
And God knows what judgment awaits us there.

[Furion]

Nice Tarquinn! I like the Christian focus, too. Unfortunately, I don't have a poetical soul myself, so I don't have anything to add...

[Acemaster]

Excellent poem!

[Tarquinn]

*grin* cheers. *bow* too kind. :oops:

[Tarquinn]

*decides to monopolise the boards for a moment*

I just wanted to gape in mute awe at the standard of the poetry you guys are all producing. Especially like:

Do you RP in the Gardens? Is your character in love with someone else's character? And you've never met in real life, but you can't help but wonder...

Anyway, if so, then here's a sonnet for you:

It’s after midnight where you are right now,
Five thousand miles across the trackless sea.
I wonder if you’re sleeping, and think how
The night rolls like a wave from you to me.

I wonder if I’m crazy, thinking of
A far-off person who I’ve never met,
Whose face I’ve never seen, who calls me love
But doesn’t know my name, nor I hers. Yet

I sit here wondering how you fill your days
And who you spend your time with when you’re not
In this strange place that’s not a place, where plays
A never-ending quest that is our lot,

If only briefly, every day. Now, tell
Me truly - do you think of me as well?


That, as something purely LG inspired is...well... inspirational. And Ithy, your work is really very moving. I'd love to see more. *bows* now... I must try and emulate you all.

Love, Q. xxx

[YurianStonebow]

"My mind draws a blank,
At the sight of you, my heart,
I am rendered mute."

[Bluefire]

That dagger slowly, deathly slips
Slowly through my fingertips.
You hand reaches out and grasps
The hilt in tight, tight clasps,
Grabbing it before it hit me,
My eyes as cold as a darkened sea.
I'm sorry that I've been so cold,
It's just, my life, I cannot hold.
Your love is the only thing sure,
The only thing I can endure.
And when I began to fall,
Tumbling down without a call,
No cry for help,
No attempt to yelp,
You grabbed my hand,
Your grip firm, but mine like sand.
You picked me up off the ground,
And, while barely making a single sound,
You congratulated me on another failed attempt.

[Ithilden]

This one remains untitled at the moment. It is very short, but expresses how I felt after a friend lied alot to me about vrey important things.

I live in a worlds that is unlike the real one,
Locking myself into it to protect me from evil.
But everyone in a while the walls crumble,
and the real world collides with mine.
In my own world those who make the claim
to be friends are true and loyal to the end.
But when awakened to the real world
I can see and feel the knife wounds
in my back from them.

This was actually written like 3 months ago, so its been awhile, but I hadn't been able to sit down and put it on here until now]

[Sergei]

Musings

Am I so wrong to want to be alone?
I see the others and their happiness
It makes me sick (or is it sad?)
To see them find joy apparent
So easily and glibly.

Is it jealousy or hatred that makes
Me angry when I feel left out or
Exposed or inadequate?
Perhaps it is fear, rearing
An ugly face that cowers
My self-worth and confidence.

Then there are days where I
Could care less
Today might be such a day

I dream of blue skies and white snow
Expanse left to me and no one else.

Loneliness is not so bad
In large doses.
It is the little moments that hurt.
We are a social creature
To do anything less is to deny our nature
But is it morally imperative to suffer the fools?

Ah, sweet arrogance. I am the most
Important
Person
In the world, because I’m the only one of
Me.

And that is the beauty of it all
Where else can a rational being
Find comfort in the illogical existence of God?
I have purpose, yet no real meaning,
only faith.
Nothing else defines me.

And I find peace in that.

[Sichae-Saracen]

I can't top, can't stop,
The feeling I get.
Brow beaded in sweat,
When our eyes met.
Our lips pressed,
As our flesh.
A new feeling born;
Love.
How quickly this fell,
To the depths of hell.
Our lives shattered,
Tattered,
Torn.
Born from this love,
Comes the hatred.
Unfounded,
Ungrounded,
Hatred.
Why did things end up like this?
Don't you care,
I'm equally as pissed.
Life won't be the same...
Who's to blame?
Get over your pride,
Your comments are too snide.
I hate this feeling...
I hate hatred...
Why... can't things just be normal?
Why can't things be okay?

[YurianStonebow]

Just turning one of my invented sayings into a quick haiku...

"Something is not right,
The Force is wrong in this one.
Very bad feeling..."

[Hapa Angel]

Yay, my kinda thread! :)

Here (http://www.christianguitar.org/forums/showthread.php?t=68198) is where I've posted most of my more decent scrawls up to now, if anyone cares to look at that.

But I'll leave an entertaining one here for you guys.


Ode to diarrhea relief.
Loperamide, oh loperamide, how I so despise thee.
But when the things I eat go down and sting like poison ivy
It is then I eat you again and know how much I need thee
Loperamide, oh loperamide, how I so despise thee.

[Mess]

I am really not up to the task. But, hey!


I woke up to a New Day with YoMs of success from yesterday
The spirits were low and there was a new beast to slay
Stalking through gardens was when I saw you. You! So clever and terse
Never knew this'd be the moment which I'd forever curse
Your thoughts had filled my mind...left and right and up and down
Like the tales of a vicious beast spreading across a town
And my heart'd beat for you the way I beat a forest critter
All throughout the day like that and the nights which followed after
Slowly but surely I defeated my masters on each count
With enough gold and gems on hand, I went looking for a mount
Roaming leisurely through a town, an elf stopped me
"Please take a look at this jewel, a sight 'tis to see"
So, I bought the bracelet and said 'twas for you
But the seahag delivered it to a barmaid, the cost it was two
Trained to be a hero I was, to be dragged away by my peers
Wished I was trained to search for you, trained to hear you amidst wild cheers
The time had finally come and I couldn't avoid it any longer
Even with Fists & T-Shirt, a desire to meet you made me stronger
The fight seemed endless...forever, like my love
So I clicked Until End and walked victorious out've the cove
And now, the beast lies in pain, cursing me with disdain
"You'll lose all, except yourself, now that I am slain."
Foolish as I was, I ran for Healer's Hut
Hoping to make it in time, before my eyes could shut.
Running across a steep slope, I tripped over a pebble or two
Tumbling around the forest floor, I saw sky, ground and you
A little something came by, sipped away my energy
And when I came to, a crowd was cheering over me
A New Day has dawned again, but this time...
This time there was no dream...just a bunch of stories
Of how I never met you...
And lost in memories...

P.S.: I had written this quite a while ago, but never had the guts to put it in here. Then, I added some and here it is. Still, could've been better. Hm.. Game secrets? Spoilers? Anyone?

P.P.S.: Oh, excuse the punctuation too. :P

[Ithilden]

YAY!!! My thread is still up! wow I cant believe it. alright, lets see...havent posted anything in a while as is obvious so I'll add something now.

Failed attempts, why I am wrong

I wont question it anymore
I wont even attempt to try
I'll just pack my stuff now
and tell you all goodbye

I'm really sick of it all
of how it all turns out
why fight to stay in a place
when I'm already burnt out

Its oh so obvious to me
how it is you all feel
I'm that one peice of a puzzle
the broken one that doesnt heal

I dont fit into your plan
I argue all the time
I defend me and mine too much
I dont quite walk the line

I wont live anymore here
I wont be in the way
think what you will of me
I care not what you say

Stranger in a strange house
I wont be anymore
Have your way all the time
no bitching from me like before

And once I leave here all
will be as you will
I know well how to disappear
pretend I was never real

Impartial to all, a threat
and a frustration.
Forget me now, have what you want
without the hesitation

Leave the doors opened, the
windows wide for all
my paranoyia will come with me
I wont be here when the house falls

Bring over whoever you want
no matter how they've hurt you
I wont be there to defend you
when your hurt again and through

Treat your next "love" the same
Im sure she'll stick around
Living by doublestandards, doubting herself
ignored, fooled, and drowned

Enjoy the freedom you have without me
as I am sure you will
Just leave me be now, let me go
let the ties be killed.

It was written sometime within the last month or so. Hope you enjoy.