Poetry?

[Flammable Bait]

Shed Tears for realism,
Blacken your soul with truth, open your eyes,
The world is not as it seems,
The world is hidden,
Secluded under lies,
Secluded under sorrow,
To see it's true face,
To clear your mind,
The only way is death,
For death shall be the way,
Let your sins revive thy,
For the darkness grow deep,
Shadows are on the wall,
Creep into your sleep,
Let sorrows cloud your soul,
Let dreams corrupt your spirit,
The wil of the many shall crumble,
For the will of a single,
Blackend souls shall recall,
Recall thier sins upon thy,
Destroy the weak,
Leave only the strong,
For a bullet will not stop,
For a bullet will not cry,
Chaos thrives in darkness,
Insanity seeks the bleek,
Bleed into your mind,
Leave nothing behide.

(i don't read my poems after i do em...so there will be lots of typos)  

[Flammable Bait]

Shed Tears for realism,
Blacken your soul with truth, open your eyes,
The world is not as it seems,
The world is hidden,
Secluded under lies,
Secluded under sorrow,
To see it's true face,
To clear your mind,
The only way is death,
For death shall be the way,
Let your sins revive thy,
For the darkness grow deep,
Shadows are on the wall,
Creep into your sleep,
Let sorrows cloud your soul,
Let dreams corrupt your spirit,
The wil of the many shall crumble,
For the will of a single soul,
Blackend souls shall recall,
Recall thier sins upon thy,
Destroy the weak,
Leave only the strong,
For a bullet knows not to stop,
For a bullet cannot see,
Chaos thrives in darkness,
Insanity seeks the bleek,
Bleed into your mind,
Leave nothing behide.

(i don't read my poems after i do em...so there will be lots of typos)[  

[Flammable Bait]

EEK didn't mean to post 2...was only suppose to edit one!! sweatdrop Sorry!! crying  

[tamcharles]

@cold_blooded_chick: You see me as the "really annoying guy" ? I'm so hurt. crying ... But at least I'm not known as the "really greedy guy". xd blaugh  

[Flammable Bait]

tamcharles

@cold_blooded_chick: You see me as the "really annoying guy" ? I'm so hurt. crying ... But at least I'm not known as the "really greedy guy". xd blaugh

I'l always love u buddy stare  

[Nyanfood]

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[Trey Shen]

Wang Wei is the best talk2hand  

[kyoslove74]

when you can't have what you want
you turn in anger to everyone elses happiness
causing chaos
kicking them down
in masses they cry in pain
if you can't have what you want
no one must be happy at all
but who are you to say that no one can be happy unless your happy ?  

[cold_blooded_chick]

Gosh, this was from three years ago...and I called Charles "annoying"! xd

I still like his poem, though. 3nodding  

[Niphz]

SUCH AN OLD THREAD! o___0;; -strokes it-

I saw riyoku and was like WTFWTF. And then I looked at the timestamp. ;__;

Can't believe anyone dared to call Charlie annoying.. surprised

 

[cold_blooded_chick]

Yes, well, being a noob and poor, I had nothign to lose! domokun

Now I'm just old, but still poor. neutral  

[Niphz]

P: I'm sure you've got enough items to be worth a good few million.

 

[Trey Shen]

silent as the dead
I cry holding my head
thinking of the times we had
dreaming so not to be sad

wo bu neng zhegai guaiwu nei wo
but I can see that there is hope
I want to let you see I love you so
I hate watching you go, and say nope

I cry to myself every night wondering
if you even care about my feelings
I stay up late always alone pondering
if you even want to be my lover

give me the words to say
give me th power to go away
I want to be the best
I want to be rid of the rest

the monster that hides inside
will come out, it will not hide



sweatdrop  

[Niphz]

@Trey - do you want poetry critique? 'Cause I can do critique. But it's always overly harsh. XD

And if we're posting poetry, here is one of Wilfred Owen's poems which I adore (he was a British poet in the first world war, and was killed a few weeks before the Armistice):

Futility

Move him into the sun -
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields unsown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.

Think how it wakes the seeds, -
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides,
Full-nerved - still warm - too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
- O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?

 

[Trey Shen]

Niphz

@Trey - do you want poetry critique? 'Cause I can do critique. But it's always overly harsh. XD

And if we're posting poetry, here is one of Wilfred Owen's poems which I adore (he was a British poet in the first world war, and was killed a few weeks before the Armistice):

Futility

Move him into the sun -
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields unsown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.

Think how it wakes the seeds, -
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides,
Full-nerved - still warm - too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
- O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?

you can if you like wink be as harsh as you wish, that poem I just wrote for the heck of it.. like I just opened the reply thing and wrote it. so I know its suckish.

a great Chinese poet you might enjoy (I know I do) is Wang Wei