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JoY_AnGel

PostPosted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 10:21 am
::snaps fingers:: XD

kyaa!!I wuved your poem XD The beginning part is my favorite for sure!!  
PostPosted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 12:56 pm
Thankies Joy! heart *Huggles*  

Senquis


Wind.scattered_wings

PostPosted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 1:34 pm
By the Light of the Moon



The distant bangs and screams seeped through the walls, into the darkening room. Skylar sat in the far corner, the shadows consuming her, hugging her legs as she pressed herself against the wall. Silent tears stained her face, her tears the only thing that spoke of hope. The only thing that spoke of humanity.

"Why are they here? Why, why, why!" she screamed in her head, holding it tight. A flash of a whispered light exploded not far from where she sat, engulfing her now in blinding light. Skylar squeezed her heard tighter, the pain of others felt. Her eyes shot open quickly to the sound of rapid gunfire.

"C'mu I sint sere's somesin n 'ere!!" the muffled sound of what Sklyar knew to be a man holding a gun, no doubt waving in his squad.

"Just go, please, just go," she thought, squeezing herself further into the corner of the room. Faint footsteps approached her as her heart quickened to an alarming rate, as time slowly seemed to slow down. The sudden creaking of the door caused her to jump. "Oh no," she thought as she stayed hidden as best she could in the corner. The face looked around quickly, but then slowly backed up, the door closing behind him as he called down.

"Sere's o un ere!"


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As Skylar shivered from the cold that had settled, she slowly got up, now sure more than ever that they'd all fully left the house. She tiptoed down the stairs, her hair swaying on her shoulders as she peeked around the corners. Now was her chance, her chance to get out before they came back, realizing that there had been indeed someone in the house. She swung the door open and, forcing her way through, shot to the cover of the forest. Her feet pounding against the earth and the distant beat of her heart rang in her ears as she heard something far behind her.

"Oh God, please hear me. Just let me escape this hell of hate and war. Everywhere I turn, I can't help but see the suffering of others around me. How can people do this to each other?" she cried into the air, wisps of her breath protruding from her lips as she spoke. She kept running, despite the aching of her legs and the stitch that held tight at her side. She peered over her shoulder, feeling she was being followed, to see nothing there. She didn't stop however, afraid that someone might be in the shadows.

It seemed like hours in which she ran, the moon running along side her. She finally collapsed to her knees, under a bridge, panting for breath. She stuck her feet into the icy cool river that ran below the bridge, relief overflowing her as she relaxed slightly, keeping her guard up.


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Skylar's eyes fluttered open unconsciously, a warm heat hitting her suddenly, as she realized it was afternoon. She jumped up, realizing the time she lost, and looked around, seeing the coast was clear. She quickly headed off again, walking in the shelter of the forest, off the path and road. She stopped short; a branch had just snapped, and something went 'shhhhhh'.

"That definitely wasn't a bear," she told herself as she began to run, hearing shouting behind her. Her legs pounded faster and faster, the branches hitting her with no remorse, scratching her arms and legs till no end. As the sun finally started to set behind her, signaling at least some hope of escape by cover of darkness, Skylar felt herself ebbing away from reality. "No, not now," she whispered to herself, urging herself on, her breaths coming in sharp gasps.

Her vision began to turn hazy, her run slowing slightly but still keeping fast as the moon shown in her face. She made sharp turns, sliding on the floors, bounding off the trees, wading through rivers, trying all she could to escape them. She didn't know how much further she could keep this up as her head started pounding. Her foot smashed against a white flower, meaning spring was coming soon; when the days would become longer, and the cover of night would fade ever so slightly. She screamed as her foot gave way, forcing her forward, tumbling down a steep hill.

"ARGH!" she screamed, as she crashed into rocks, bumps and tree branches. She picked up speed nearing the bottom, as she heard her hand crack and a sudden pain shoot into her head. Her eyes, misty and clouded with tears, saw something approaching as she came to a sudden halt at the bottom, her legs and arms tangled in the long skort she wore.

"Come on. There's no way she made that fall," a man said from the top of the hill as he stood from his kneel. The men behind him shifted as they turned to go, some going to the side, leering over. Most of them spoke as they headed back, scraps like "Psht. Why do they bother to run?" and "They're going to die anyway, might as well face it."

She felt something against her head, a shiver running up her spine, but a sudden pain overcame it as it reached her neck. As she looked down, her eyes widened as she saw an animal with four legs, bigger than it should be. Her gray fur gave birth to a howling as she started to fade away, losing all feeling in her body, the howl becoming an echo that bounded off the inside of her head.



>< sorry if it's a little confusing, though... xDD  
PostPosted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 1:12 pm
It's not confusing. It's awesome. ^^

And Senquis! X3 Aweshome!  

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Wind.scattered_wings

PostPosted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 7:30 pm
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PostPosted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 2:17 pm
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PostPosted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 5:37 pm
Here are a couple of my poems. They're not my best ones but I still like them. I'm open to all comments.

Always

They're always watching.
I feel their gaze
on the back of my head.
I do not think they are of the living,
but I know they're not dead.

Hide me from that cold, cruel gaze.
Don't let them see me.
I'm running in a never-ending
maze.
The moon's now blood.
I'm drowning in a crimson sea.

They're always searching.
Why won't they go?
They're always searching.
No more hiding places.
Constantly they seek
to grasp what is mine.

Shield me from their restless powers.
Dont let them find me.
Pain is spreading
through my chest.
My heart rests in thier palms.
I feel it breaking.

They always know.

Cut

Should I do this?
Do it they say?
My path is shadowed.
I'm loosing the way.

The blade is closer.
A cut is all it takes.
They press the steel
closer to my arm;
I just want to wake.

The cut hurts but
it proves I can feel.
Blood is seeping
out.
This scar won't
heal.

The voices are stronger.
Stronger...
The pain is addicting.
I won't let it end.
So I cut myself-

Again and Again and Again...

Pathalogical Liar

Knights in shining armor;
clouds of rainbow color;
unicorn and dwarves;
magic and elves.
All are fantasy.

So tell me, friend,
how is it among these
things you conspire?

My Pathalogical Liar,
what tales shall you weave next?
All of this is illusion for them,
but reality for you.

Dark clouds are rolling in.
Your dream is now
your nightmare.
You're slipping from control.

Monsters in the closets...
the boogey-man under the bed...
and the ever watchful demon eyes.

My Pathalogical Liar,
you've gotten yourself in far too deep.
You're drowning in your
tales of make believe.
It is far too late to save you.
And I couldn't if I tried.

For I am you
and you are me.
So my Pathalogical Liar
is:

I.

Twisted Alice

Down cast eyes?
You've been rejected.

Just one more scar
to carry on.
Decaying flesh-
let it rot.

Never forget
the grin of the
chesire cat.

They're laughing again.
What will make them stop?
Maybe a gunshot
will end the Mad Hatter's
game?

Bang! Bang!

Goodbye the Queen of Broken Hearts.

I'm floating like an angel.
Such tranquility...
Now I can sleep,
until the flames
consume me.

My mind's End

Touch the thorns.

Firey passion
burning my shadowed eyes.

Smell the decaying corpse.
Watch the crimson blood drop.
Drip.Drip.Drip. DRIP.

No where to run.
Within tears rest
mountains of
crystalized hate.

One petal less.
Good!
Let them all fall!

Smile!
They're always
watching!

A sun w/o warmth...
A moon w/o light...
A earth w/o life...
A angel w/o wings...

All leads to
the end
of the brightest
part of my min.
I see nothing-
but darkness now.

If Only

My heart is cracking
because of it.
If only I had
knew then to
keep it locked away.

Take My Hands

I saw you fall and start to cry...
take my hands and hold your head up high.

Saw you dropping from the sky...
take my hands and I'll teach you to fly.

Saw you loosing by and by...
take my hands and I'll help you try.

Saw you drifting with breath's last sigh...
Take my hands and I wont let you die...

If You Believe

Silent encouragement
to see beyond seeing...
trees sway...
wind howling...
Look beyond meaning's meaning...
If you believe.
Find your eye within the eye...
voices slurred messily
hear your voice inside the voice...
If only you believe.

Open the Curtains (Short Version)

Open the curtains
to the Dark Circus
where blood drips
from the lips
of clowms and ghostly maidens
walking tightropes
to the end and jumping
in a pale of void
 
PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 4:50 pm
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Sincerely Sunshine

PostPosted: Tue May 02, 2006 1:44 pm
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-stares in dismay-

IT BURNS!!!!!!!!! >.>

-looks away-

That poem haunts me because of MY STUPID ENGLISH TEACHER!!!!!!

I might like the poem if she didn't have to ruin it for us.

No offense Kaitae, but my teacher totally ruined that poem for me. gonk  
PostPosted: Tue May 02, 2006 2:29 pm
Aw... what did she do?! T _T  

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Sincerely Sunshine

PostPosted: Tue May 02, 2006 5:07 pm
Okie! Well, first!

She read it out to us!

And she's a TERRIBLE READER!

When it said 'pink sink', she read out 'Porclain White Sink'.

So, you don't know HOW MANY WORDS SHE MESSED UP!!

<.>

Then we had to re-write it as if we were the person in the poem, and then do 10 questions on it.

The next day we then had to read the poeam OUT LOUD SO EVERY ONE CAN SEE HOW BAD YOUR POEM WAS!!!!

Actually, most of us wrote our poem right before class... >.>

But yeah. She just ruined it for me by; messing up the words, making us read out our crappy versions to the class, and finally grading us, giving out low marks.

The highest was an 81% I got a 77%.. >.>  
PostPosted: Thu May 04, 2006 5:53 pm
Haha! I've just recently found some old 'emo' poetry I wrote last summer!!! Bwuaha!

This is Broken Hearted Tears

She closes the door behind
Her, the tears running down
And down
You can feel her pain and
Sorrow as she punches the
Wall furious and remorse
He broke her heart and tore
It into small pieces
Unrepairable
Unattachable
She screams in her pillow,
Drowning in salty tears
Looks at old pictures
Pictures of him
Tears them as he did
Her heart
She loved him
She did not know why this
Happened
She thought the love, the bond
They had could never be
Broken, torn
Look now
Look now at the face of this
Delicate remorse creature
Drowning in her own
Broken-hearted tears


Daddy

Daddy doesn't love me
For he went away
Daddy doesn't want me
For he left and told me to stay

Daddy doesn't need me
Surely he didn't tell me so
But if you saw Daddy now
It would surely show

For Daddy has a new family
And left me out in the cold
"But you're still my little sweetheart"
As I was surely told

Why doesn't Daddy love me?
Why doesn't he anymore?
Why did Daddy break my heart
And left it very sore?

Daddy ripped my heart open
He ripped and shredded and tore
On that very day
When he walked out the door


These ones aren't my best, actually. I've got a butt-load more of them, but I'll save them for later.
 

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Son_Of_Artemis

PostPosted: Tue May 09, 2006 6:59 pm
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PostPosted: Mon May 15, 2006 2:31 pm
I'm going out on a whim here... >->;;

Day by day,
night by night.
hour by hour,
Memory by memory.

Memories pass,
nights fade.
Hours take
Flight
Day by day

Scholars teach,
Books preach.
And I write,
night by night

Staring at the clock,
tick and tock
Hoping for fantasy
cloppity-clop
Staring at time,
Wishing for rhyme,
Going to school;
hour by hour

Waiting for night,
living by day,
children will play,
even when skies turn gray.
Holding her close *
loving my family,
Living large,
Memory by memory

>w<

Okay. Be nice, now.

* - ( I'm talking about my mother mind you. xD Because me an' her argue alot so it's nice when we're all cool. )
Edit: Oh. The name. My godfather called it Ode to The Fire. XD  

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PsycoticNasrin

PostPosted: Tue May 16, 2006 10:43 pm
Uhm...Here are a few of my poems. - heart the Cat Calls!- Mew.

A twitch of the tail,
a ripple of fur,
a deafening hiss,
a pleasing purr,
a shift of the gaze,
with an apprehensive stare,
an affectionate mew,
floats through the air,
an arch of the back,
a shift of the paws,
a leap through the air,
without any flaws,
pearly white fangs,
bite down tight,
defending herself,
she'll put up a fight,
she walks away,
and settles down,
emitted from her,
is a peaceful sound.

-Cat Calls


You call me a nerd,
cause I carry a book,
you call me a geek,
and rag on my look,
you call me a goth,
cause of the clothes I wear,
you call me a fake,
cause I dyed my hair,
you call me a hoe,
cause I'm out all night,
you call me a thug,
cause I like to fight,
you call me a liar,
cause my words aren't true,
you call me a blond,
if only you knew,
I'm not chicken noodle,
or New England Clam Chowder,
what more can I say?
Shall I scream it louder?
*ONLY A SOUP CAN NEEDS LABELS*  
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