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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 9:55 pm
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i thought i'd share some of my poems, some are old, some are new, some are dark, some are not... (most tend to be dark tho, cuz usually i write when i feel crappy!) ][Edit sorry its such a pagestretcher >_<][
My Goddess
There is magic all around me, A world filled with love, By the hands of the Goddess, Who carries me forth in life.
It's a pity some can not see, The beauty that comes from Her, She is everywhere,my heart, my soul And all i have to do, is give in to Her warm embrace.
Yes i have strayed from my path, And yes i have been blind, But in my heart i always knew That She was with me every step of the way.
She takes away my pain, my anger, my everything, Because She has taught me forgiveness, Towards myself, and towards others, She has finally set this angel free.
She speaks the words i dare not speak, She loves, when i am to afraid to love, And when i'm afraid in the dark, of things i can not see, I fear no longer, because She is with me.
She is in everything, if you truly seek, With a heart thats pure and true, She will come to you, in her own way, A tree, a rock, or maybe even a friend.
So open up your heart, Because only then you can really open up your eyes, To see that in this world, Nothing really dies.
Haunted
Things haunt my mind, the cuts are deep. They are hidden and confined, wishing for eternal sleep.
I do weep late at night, lonely in my bed. Working against the tears so bright, thinking of what I never had.
Will I ever or will I never, be freed from the chain I wear. Burning up in this fever, is this all I can bare?
My mind is deeply frozen, looking at my deadly sin. I'm of this lovely coven, searching for the magic within.
Ode to the Loneliness
O bitter sorrow I meet upon thy face, can I see we do meet again in grace? I can not bare to look at you once more, did I came back to your bitter lure? I can see thy face filled with sorrow, can it be there’s no tomorrow? I look at you with an unpleasant thought, is it worth the battle’s I have fought? The battles against the pain I have so deep, is it because of the memories I keep ? There are many things I want to hold dear, do I have to let go of them now and here? I am the one which will hold you dearer, do I look beautiful to you in this mirror? I look into thy watery eyes and wonder, is there nothing more than this self destroying thunder? When I look at you a only see hate, am I bound to go down with your fate? This loneliness in which I’m living in now, is this the thing for which I’m bound to humbly bow? There can not be a chance for saying goodbye, do I have to stare it right into his eye? There is only loneliness for me to be, or am I to eager for love to see? This so non-perfect world I am living in filled with frustration, can it be that all this is just a part of my imagination? All of my thought that haunt my mind, is their really love for my to find?
An Angel's Kisses
Your angel kisses deep in the night. You have shown me the light. Have given me what I so long longed for. And opened my hearts door.
Your angel kisses fill my hunger for love. You set me free like a turtledove. You have freed me from my past. You are now my future, hoping it forever lasts.
Your angel kisses are so tender and sweet. I will follow you wherever you may lead. With you I will never again feel fear. I will forever hold you dear.
Your angel kisses keep me fed. Now I no longer feel cold and dead. You made my heart beat once again. Though I thought it would never can.
Mirror Mirror on the Wall
When i look into thy eyes I see hate When i look into thy eyes I see sadness But when i look into your eyes I mostly find a lonely gaze I see a illuminated wold Filled with only cold The cold you can not longer feel because it has lost its heart a heart frozen by the hate that others carry As well as the pain that is hidden deep within Tho now i realize, i merely looking into a mirror, I see and feel myself Driven only by anger towards myself The mirror scattered Because i broke it with my bare wrist I can no longer look at myself I hate myself, and i do no longer seek life there are sharp pieces all around me thousands of pieces they represent my life once so confined, now so bitter I lie down in the sharp pieces of glass Yet i still can not feel a thing no pain, no burning pain Because nothing can comprehend the pain inside of me By a heart that was lost in a dark past
The arms of an Angel
In my dreams I lie, lie down in the arms of an angel Your imaginary warm embrace A tender kiss of the heart I loved you from the start Angels sigh Wrapped in your gaze of light I wish to no longer see Those shadows that once held me In a firm grip of never ending pain Oh my heart longs for you again But only in dreams I see your face The touch of an angels grace Your soft voice whispers in my ears Sweet words like the songs of siren virgins Making me long, making me urging Oh only your sight makes me burst in tears A gentle stroke, light as a feather As sunshine in the cold bare weather Your angel wings touching my bare skin Making me rejoice deep within Like a breeze on a hot summers night Yes you are my angel of light Enjoying every moment of you in my sight For love I do find in those glazy eyes For you I drop my masquerade's disguise Feeding on your spring of everlasting love so dear Oh yes I do intensely desire for you to be near But my angel of love and lust I know that my dreams once shall come true That I can hold you in my arms, caress you, in perfect trust Oh , I lack of words, when I want to tell how much love you
Difference
I know I look different I know I am different But you don’t seem to care Cause you, are me And I must Change for you now Cause that’s how much I care And you don’t leave me there Alone on the streets Afraid of the darkness I run away But all you do is stay So that’s why I love you today You’ll never be in my way Forever I’ll stay Because you love me Love me Love me Hold your body close to mine They say I’ve got no spine But you know I’m different I’m different That’s why I love you
Thoughts
Think of me as a confused person Living in this world so mixed up Creating a place I can call mine My safe heaven, my place where no one can hurt me Some people call me nuts or chitzo Some people hate me ‘cause I’m different Different than people want me to be Some people hate me ‘cause of the way I act or move All the people…out there to get me They’re not gonna get me They’re not gonna hurt me I’m not gonna hurt me for them I will be happy someday Someone loves me one day One day people won’t hate me And on that one day…. I will find my peace.
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2009 7:26 pm
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This is based on the Marion Zimmer Bradley version of Beltane [where Morrigan and Arthur are possessed by the Goddess & Horned God to mate], if it isn't a correct one. I'm still learning about the traditions here, so please don't get mad if this isn't politically correct. I also just whipped this up a couple of hours ago, so I apologize for any [severe] errors in rhyme scheme/meter/etc.
A Mistake
’Twas the eve of the Beltane fires, When we are filled with divine desires, That the God was in you; the Goddess in me, And we made love under a willow tree.
Amidst the deceiving glow of firelight, I could hardly even trust my own sight. And yet I saw you, your handsome face— You became all that mattered in this place.
The horns on your head said you played a role, And so I was called to you, body and soul. With the God in you, and the Goddess in me, We both made love under a willow tree.
Yet something happened that holy night, Something, I knew, did not feel quite right. The others have done this and all walked away, But I still longed for you, night and day.
In the years hence, I have raised our child, so strong, Yet I still feel as though something went wrong, For though the God was in you; the Goddess in me, We still fell in love ’neath that willow tree.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 7:42 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 7:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 7:02 pm
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Who am I?
Who am I? am I the destroyer of lives, or the healer? am I the one who attacks, or the one guards? am I the one who sneers, or the one who smiles? am I a demon, or an angel?
Lost
which of these paths are mine, I do not know. I stand before a fork in the way, many roads lie ahead. Which is mine? Is there one for me? How do I chose? Should I please others, or self-indulge? The longer I wait, the more I waste. Only one question, so simple, so hard, Where to go?
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Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2009 10:15 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 12:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 10:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 2:32 am
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Older poems of mine back when I very, very lost. Please forgive the culture rape in there since it was before I had a religion I could claim to be apart of.
Soul
How does one make a soul? All the ingredients will not fit in anyone's bowl. First you need a broken father, If this is first, it's easy to see why one wouldn't bother. But that's not all, one also needs a fallen mother, Onward with this recipe, we must go fu'ther. Fermented with disease and anger This one must also fall with you thinking she's ganger. One must also study the Summer Lands All shapes – All forms – All hands. The list continues; the caster needs a sister - Not just any will do, Mister. She must have hatred, to the point of losing her own soul. Closer we come to our goal. The last ingredients are quite surprising, With all this familial unsurprising. The next part is love Totally unconditional and above Finally we need trust, In one's self and in people - a must. We now filled this body, gorged - The soul, we have forged. I did not learn this formula directly, Only a monster would try this manually. I benefited from its results Though I can never replace what was spent. -------------------------
Scorpio
Scorpio, Scorpio, why so cold? Isn’t it your nature to be bold? When no one’s there you bide. But people come, you run and hide. You walk like a corpse, But you’re not of course. Full of energy and life, Your secrets are impressive, quite. Depressed by your wrongs, Ringing in your head like gongs. Fifth of a century, a journey gone, You travel further, while others yawn. Longer still you have to go, Everyone leaves some cadavers, no? What is gained comes from loss, Everything has its cost. Human it is to err, So let it all to the air. Learning to be true Is not accepted within the ewe. But why is this so, Easy, Shepherds don't want to go. When shepherds rise, New power makes flocks divide. So mope no more, child of stars, Confine you not, with any bars. The only thing - holding you down, Is the warden of your mind. ----------------------------
Secret Knowledge
How easy it is to hate The woman I call Ceres. Who left me as bait As I was dragged down to Hades. How long I spent I do not know. But it must be longer than Persephone But you -- how can you say “No,” When you never heard this Dark Symphony. I lived there yet I was not a Shade, I was innocent but was convicted, Every task I obeyed. I followed every order with conviction. Then Ceres came and took my place But how dare she take her leave, And I know not if she got two or ace. Despite my hatred, I'm forced to grieve. I now have knowledge that the gods would give Any part of their kingdom to possess Yet I would do anything to forget.
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