Epsilon Posted July 17, 2003 Share Posted July 17, 2003 ^^ I like it. The thought of having a false life, and not having true friends. Then hiding away your feelings yet some ties they leave and seep out. Then wanting to kill them off. Also the fact of the thought of the one knows their life will so end, and put away their sorrow. It's great. ^^ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 17, 2003 Author Share Posted July 17, 2003 The light The death The blood The pain The ice The hate The plain The blame lies thatare truth and truth that are lies benighn hate and burning love nothing is as it seems never end this semmless scream pain burns though my soul coming out as pain and bliss spiteful bliss painful hate never ending lies in space anti matter darkness reighns bother me no more and i shant scream. ok that was horrible but oh well... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 17, 2003 Share Posted July 17, 2003 So how I seem to like it. ^^; But I don't like the last line "and i shant scream." Other then that it was good, but not as good as the others. Anyways leaveing the things being one and the same. And having different meanings. It's pretty good but the last line. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 17, 2003 Author Share Posted July 17, 2003 Rhyming... i'm no good at it. like i said it was and still is horrible. im goingm to edit with my next poem most likely. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 18, 2003 Share Posted July 18, 2003 Ok, then I'll have to edit my post too. But I still wanna same something. If you had ever read any poem I wrote that I had even tryed to rhyme in your brain would burn out. I can't rhyme, compared to me you may rhyme very well. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 22, 2003 Author Share Posted July 22, 2003 [color=silver]death ends it all but my bones crack as i raise the grave necromancy ending it all but undeath and life a dark dance that kills your soul and your former self this pain brings back memorys but care not for you are dead and have no one so its the dark void that was once my soul that calls you to the surface you despise me but care not my dead one for i forgive you dance my servant obey my commands and you shall be given the gift of undeath the longing for life your soul still posses so the tomb stones crack and the coffins rise the urns split and ashes fill the air in a deathly powder the graveyard fills with the screams of the damned those who have been condemed to this tormented existence so embrace undeath and let your soul become dark like the night sky[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 22, 2003 Share Posted July 22, 2003 Very good, I really like it. ^^ Having a servent of the dead and forgivness for them once wrong has been done. Also having no soul and then once getting one it's of darkness. As dark as night sky. It's great. Very well written and the thought of it's great. I love it! ^^ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 23, 2003 Author Share Posted July 23, 2003 [color=silver]the blood spills down my chin dripping into the pool the drops keep time the waves ripple out sooth and calming the blood shows a reflection the sun peaks in the red depth i see though blood stained eyes the hidden truth you told me and i ignored the murky depths of the pool hide the terror the pain that binds my soul connections made for spirts the soul that has hidden it self away to be revealed by the hate hidden in the pool it stays[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 23, 2003 Share Posted July 23, 2003 That's pretty cool how you did that. ^^ Anyways the poem is great. I really like it. A pool of blood and water. Then having a soul and it's spirit lurking and waiting in side the water. Till one day it comes to consume (sp) some one. The hiden truth part is great, cause lots of people really do ignore the truth when told. And end up hurt. Keep up the good work. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 23, 2003 Author Share Posted July 23, 2003 um thanks i guess. i did the poem/picture thing in paint... i was bored. but is it just me or does it seem all the poems i write have a reocuring theme? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 24, 2003 Share Posted July 24, 2003 A little, it seems they all some how fit together. Yet they're all different in their own way of having different elements in some parts. You seem to foucs on a few main elements in your writings though. And that's really cool considering it's the paint programe. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 28, 2003 Author Share Posted July 28, 2003 [color=silver]acidic waters spill over, burning the flesh from my bones, pain flashes though my mind warmth passes though my soul ignighting the pain that I have hidden dark waters flood my being nightmarish creatures emerge from me. the pain that is my self the past and future return at once burning at my soul the flames that were fanned by the pain try to eat away at me fantasies play by my eyes tormenting me the pain over flows and drowns me.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 28, 2003 Share Posted July 28, 2003 I like it, it's good. ^^ Acidic waters flowing over you to release the things hidden for so long. And having past and future brought together all at once. Overcoming you, and nightmares, then drowning from the pain a sorrow. It's great. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 28, 2003 Author Share Posted July 28, 2003 [color=silver]my tainted paradise. poisioned lips touch mine sweet bliss ending this touch i want you here longing for you the poisioned lips created lust burning for ever insatible hunger blood flows from me trying to call you back the red warmth pours freely death screams at my face it is not time to leave but i have lost blood seven seconds to live and then death[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 28, 2003 Share Posted July 28, 2003 I like it, it's really good. ^^ Longing for some one, not being able to be with them again. Yet death is so close you can't escape it. Never see them again, and crying out their name to come back. It's great, I love the thought that it shows. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 28, 2003 Author Share Posted July 28, 2003 [color=silver]sugar sweet lemon drops spill out over top. the sour and sweet my past the pain and the heat so its over or begining angles come down and devils flow up fallin angle survided the impact only to be dropped again the pain the burns though me the sugar sweet pain from not being with you the lemon sour and bitterness of my past the hate and pain you people think you know me but you dont its that simple no one does those who do leave me so i keep this placid face up to trick though i care about to keep them near me to keep from scaring them only to be dropped again from the clouds.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 29, 2003 Share Posted July 29, 2003 The battle of angels and deamons, and them being together. Having a tounting past as sour as leamon drops. And the surger sweet pain of not being albe to be with the one you love. Then once close enough to be with them you get dropped back down. ^^ It's great, the thought in this one came through perfectly. I really like it, very well done. Love the thoughts in it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted July 30, 2003 Author Share Posted July 30, 2003 [color=silver]tainted paradise tastes sweet on my lips a paradise is this bliss my mind is chaos. a graveyard for my innocents lost forever from the day I saw death death, my release from this life painful existence uncaring world what's one more death another drop of spilt blood? misery pain deceit life death never released from the pain ending it all would be so simple but why would I end it to quit living is to admit defeat what was I defeated by my feeling these useless emotions they have ravaged my soul I have no soul left if I did maybe a god would take pity on me for I know not what I did to deserve this a curse and a blessing the fuel behind my survival the pain that drives me to the straits of death.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted July 30, 2003 Share Posted July 30, 2003 *Looks at sig, then linky in sig.* ^^ *Click linky* Ok, I'm done with that now. A tained paradise, in which is your happyness and sorrow at the same time. A grvae yard for all the innocentes killed, and feeling like all it is is another one gone. Then wanting to end life then to relize that it's saying that you were defeated. Then wanting a god's pity so as not to be defeated. It's great, I love the thought. And not wanting to admit defeat, it's great. ^^ I really love this one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted August 28, 2003 Author Share Posted August 28, 2003 [color=silver] well I?m back again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ untitled self mutilation. these pink scars newly healed blood flows from untended wounds sickly yellow patches of skin reminiscent of bruises from fists of those who care not knifes peel back the layers of skin allowing the blood to flow free the pain resides in me never leaving dark shadows hang under my eyes from the lack of sleep caused by you my body shakes in pain longing to be away from my self the one who cuts the skin anew these un-healing scars never to go away the pain lingers in my mind reminding me of you the last I saw of you the last I heard from you the pain takes me puts me to sleep and wakes me up this pain is my life but this life is far from tragic. its partial bliss broken dreams and half told truths unfeeling skin that holds my soul this life is far from bliss it is suffering to live but a mistake to die young.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted August 28, 2003 Share Posted August 28, 2003 Glade your back. -------------------- I like this one, seems like life it's self have torn away at the person in pain. And having the mistake of meeting those who have no concern for anyone that they may harm, like another you a reflection in a mirror. The results of the mistake lingering. Flowing blood from untended wonds, cause by one's own self. Then having take the pain away throw more cut's and brusies, because of the one who let the first rush of blood flow. only to bring more pain and sorrow into one's life. Falling asleep to pain, and the only reason to wake up is because the pain won't leave. Only to have the misfortune of living through the pain, because it'd be a mistake to die young. Knowing that they must go on, for they don't want to die yet. I really do like this one. Some how this reminds me of some one I know, although I know not who.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted September 1, 2003 Author Share Posted September 1, 2003 [color=silver]the sun breaks though the clouds a blue sky shows though im bound to this land but just though you these people mean nothing to me just faces in the wind but your body rests here so i will stay my truest friend my oldest friend your death was un fair to you and me god took you to soon to be why god, why i only knew him for eight years those eight years were my happiest but you snatched him from me and took a part of my soul you darkend my heart and made me cold the warmth gone from my eyes as i saw death to soon it took him from me i hope this is a dream and one day i would wake up but alass its not so i keep draging my self around im already half dead the pain of missing you residing in my head i never got to say good bye you were my truest friend but you had to die i miss you so hurts to live long to join you but that would not be fair to my other friends so ill stay on this earth missing you every moment longing for the time when we can be together again.[/color] ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted September 2, 2003 Share Posted September 2, 2003 Many people often time grow cold and hard after loosing someone dear to them. I like it how the poem tells what it'd mean if a friend dies. Then longing to be with them. Yet not leaving yet because it'd be unfair to the rest. Having it hurt so much to live, yet going on. Staying in the land just to be the closest you can to them, although the others there mean nothing. Having the one means so much taken away. You were really able to get the feel in this one on how it feels. And what gose through the person mind. I like it ShadO MagE. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Decadence Posted September 6, 2003 Author Share Posted September 6, 2003 [color=silver]fallen dreams and black sun darkened eyes and a shartered release stringing words together to express the sarrow the pain the night and day brings a torrent of red flashes across a pale blue sky blood spilt and death released from the pain ive felt the hate youve embued in me the feelings i resent the people telling me to repent these sins ive commited to keep my self alive love is nothing a dream a whisp of smoke intangible cant hold on to it the pain it leaves in its wake why fall for it i dont and never will my heart is ice and smoke black and blue like a festering bruise nothing matters any more.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Epsilon Posted September 6, 2003 Share Posted September 6, 2003 Fallen dreams and a blacked sun...like a world turned to be full of sorrow, never to see a ray of hope. I like the feel to this one. A veiw through the eyes of one who's lost the one thing that they care most for. Having the feeling of hate embued into one's self, trying to keep it unknown would make alot of stress. A heart like a festering bruise, that beleave nothing matters anymore...such pain would almost make one think of giving it all up. The message gets across. And there's a feel of pain/sorrow to it. I truly like this one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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