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    I like to write poems as well so I thought I would share them
    Comments and thoughts are most welcome...

    Cradle of Death:

    I will begin with the story of my battle
    That took me decades to accomplish.
    But be brave for what I am telling you
    Is frightening to the soul

    Your lips will tremble
    Your eyes will twitch
    To the sound of this voice.

    A husky voice filled with anger
    That shudders your spine to the bone.
    A voice of anguish that creates fear
    In your vulnerable soul.

    As the voice erupts your ears
    the sun blackens
    the night appears
    and all the light that is left from the sun
    is diminished by the eagle’s thrusts for power

    So Come my children accept this mission
    Since it is our destiny to serve the dweller
    and abide by all living shadows
    that lurk the ground with utmost pleasure.

    So come my brothers of fellowship nature
    To do the mission you were sent for
    But be cautious yet alert
    To the sounds of our counter formation
    Turning them into vegetables
    And take hold of their souls

    We will fight for our salvation
    To turn the world
    to a cradle of death…
    Our hearts are bare of emotion
    And we will face fear with precaution
    Controlling the eyes of our enemies
    With our glaring stare
    and fill those hearts
    With hatred they cannot bear

    Her:

    I Sleep
    She waits

    I breathe
    She exhales

    I awake from a dream
    She connects to me

    I feel her presence
    She acknowledges my awareness

    I smell fire
    She smells fear

    I am her prey
    She is my predator

    I try to run away
    But she keeps cornering me

    I have no place to hide
    She invites me in

    I get second thoughts but tempted
    She tells me that it is my center

    I give in to her presence
    She smiles with coyness

    I just received her desires
    She gladly took my fire

    *awakes*
    Was that just a dream?
    Or an illusion?
    Was that just a prediction?
    It was what it was meant to be
    It is as it should be
    It is just up to me.

    Breakthrough:

    Years of hurt
    Countless hands
    choking my throat

    My heart's one desire
    Lost Lost Lost Lost
    Is to be
    Free Free Free Free
    Within myself

    Tears in puddles
    Bruises in agony
    comfort the pain
    within me

    Searching
    Looking
    Wondering
    Exploring

    My Breakthrough
    A tunnel
    A hope
    A dream

    To be me.

    Listen
    Observe
    Notice

    How my heart flutters
    butterflies roam
    and tingle my sensations

    Appreciate
    Be grateful
    Be mindful

    The purity of my essence.

    Emotions come and go
    They come and go
    But
    I am always here

    My being is always within
    Just undiscovered
    Waiting to flourish

    Now it is
    Happiness
    Smiles
    Love
    Love
    Love
    Love

    My Breakthrough

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    What causes you to write these thoughts, what is death to you, do you sleep soundly, are you morbid by nature?

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    Quote Originally Posted by ZeldaFitz View Post
    What causes you to write these thoughts, what is death to you, do you sleep soundly, are you morbid by nature?
    Sleeping soundly has always been a mind control since childhood.
    I just write what I feel and I do not think when I write.
    I could be morbid from within but my extreme positive polar outshines that. So drawing and poetry are the only two things that really bring out the heart of my emotions.
    Well I haven't had an easy childhood or teenage years so I would say memories, encounters, and beliefs cause these thoughts to unravel.

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    I really liked your poem!
    It is very ambiguous and only the people who really know shall understand
    And every time you read it, you enters new levels of understanding... it's like a movie you watch twice and you learn something about it every time you watch it.

    Please do share more

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    This poem is by bullfrogsrule. I thought i would share it here.

    The eyes of darkness
    dirty work dispare
    silver spoons
    a dime apiece
    as nature swings
    the birds destiny is hawaii
    as six oclock rings
    night finally blooms
    as the auction finally opens
    and the wood in the mill is left still
    opening bids open up
    for the sale is agreed at a fair price
    I look down aand find a wishing penny
    surely theeey won't ask for it back
    as I drop it in a donation can
    I find a 0.50 piece on the ground
    I know say I have 50 times my wealth
    as I walk down the highway
    I see a convertable punch buggy
    which needs abad paint job at
    the garage
    the salmon and the pebbles down the river are
    always seen while the rain drisels down throughout the
    forest. The salmon have a rough trip ahead
    year after year it never seems to fail
    I loose my only dime
    inflation is 4% a year aveargely throughoutt the year
    it seems some live like kings how is it?

    Please feel free to post more poems on this thread!

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    Come forth... no fear:


    come forth in the middle of the night chanting my vows.
    My words are as sharp as a knife.
    My glow is as bright as the moonlight.
    My taste is as distinctive as nature's taste buds.
    I am a creature roaming the forest of your mind.
    I manifest into your thoughts and declare your ideas.
    I record your events and unveil your secrets.
    You either refuse or accept my invitation.
    If you did accept, I give you the happiness of eternal life.
    But, if you refuse, I grant you nothing and no strings attached.
    You will be my little black angel.
    So come with no fear in your hearts.

    The Last Note:


    Come with me on an open hill
    where once my love was killed.
    Let me invite you to my humble abode
    and teach you my secret code.
    A code of tales of mystic grandeur
    Were written with a single feather.
    No one knows any of it
    for it has been kept a secret.
    You took an oath to treasure
    the information with utmost pleasure.

    It is but my life’s worth
    for someone to come forth
    and help with my demeaning curse.
    You are my kiss of death
    where once our love had many breaths.
    It has become so frail
    where sorrow now prevails.
    Cut my cords of life
    for I no longer want to strive.

    White Rose:

    Behind a curtain I weep
    fearing there is none to keep.
    Clouds dominate my thoughts
    where my goals are caught
    in a cobweb of confusion
    awoken by a single trigger
    of an audience I wish to devour.
    Finding the bones shattered
    vanishes into my heart’s latter
    Facing the spotlight is hard enough
    when everything is all but a cough
    Kisses of judas prevail me
    as everyone awaits me.
    My shield is lost in my pride
    following me through every stride.
    What can I do when I am tortured
    and everyone is but watching me
    burn expecting me to survive?
    A lot has passed under my eye
    but none where strong enough to survive
    because they did not find
    the one I am inside.
    (inspired by the song of ordo rosarius equilibrio... Lost in the Blitzkrieg of roses)

    A palm breach:


    She lays out her hand with ease,
    As an old fortune speaks.
    The tail of a rat appears,
    as she trembles with fear.
    The wrinkles are carved in her skin,
    showing the deep hurt within.
    The lines split out
    where once suffering sprout.
    The tales foretell events hard to conceal
    as the heart is beyond hope to heal.
    Eyelids block the tears forming
    which are ready to burst out at any touch.
    The glass is on the verge of breaking,
    while the white rose is always aching.
    As the session ends the spoon bends.
    The palm quivers and the eyes shiver.
    To march through the trumpets is never easy, but impossible is it not.
    There is always a way out and it will never end with a cannot.

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    amazing poem
    It reminds me of my drawing "I AM"
    Please do share more!

    Starving soul

    I wander through the thick fog
    soaking into the pouring rain,
    clenching my teeth from the pain,
    washing away all of my misery.
    Cloudy thoughts get ahead of me
    looking back at what I encountered.
    With every step closer to my destination,
    my heart beats uncontrollably,
    my pulse escalates beyond limits.
    My emotions are a hurricane but my vision is sharp.
    Oh yes, how cold the gun feels against my skin
    yet it gives me the thrill of my life.
    His life is taken by convictions
    and his blood is my reward.
    My starving soul will never be empty anymore.

    Me, Myself, and I

    Do not tell me I am fine
    for I will not fake a smile.
    Life has passed before my eyes
    as fast as any other horrid surprise.
    It has become a habit
    for regular setbacks.
    So,
    Picture me as a river passing by
    where nothing stops the current
    and flows elegantly amongst the rocks.
    Picture me as the wind soaring through
    that pumps your heart much stronger
    and blows your mind into blank spaces.
    Feel my presence against your skin
    as I caress your face gently and lovingly.
    I reveal myself to you everyday
    but you do not notice in any way.
    Let me show you the road to happiness
    for it is I that will only make you happy.
    It is me, myself and I

    Last goodbye note.

    I march across scattered tears
    as the world listens through comforting ears.
    Commitment is but a dread
    when I hold on to a single thread.
    Undecisive mistakes accumulate
    as their consequences escalate.
    Caught in a web of guilt
    makes my garden wilt.
    I try to construct the perfect paths
    as I precisely calculate all the formulized maths.
    A glance is all that is required
    where certainty is acquired.

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    Very moving...I really enjoy poetry and envy those who can write it. Thanks for sharing.

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    Meh, I'm not very good...
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    " I'm the one who makes you fade away
    tells you, that your Excelling, at failing
    Who makes it so you can't think straight
    and both our minds are broke

    Do you know what my name is?

    My name is fear
    My name is Regret
    My name is living nightmare
    My name is you

    I'll break you apart
    Your crashing down
    Burnt to the ground
    You fear my strength when we're backed into a cage
    Because I am you

    Every single day you face the sickening corpse
    That is our human kind
    Every single day, I laugh bitterly at our fate
    Suckle on the fat of the lie
    Obey those who even you despise

    And when its all done, you retreat to the self
    Hopes are shattered, dreams are broken
    Only to find the one fatal truth
    No sanctuary inside your self
    This emptiness, inside myself
    A dreaded silence that kills
    A garden of thorns inside your heaven
    No hope to find what you searching for
    Never find your eden, it was never there

    Feel agony that I feel as
    I destroy this tormented soul
    As I destroy myself...


    Do you know what my name is?....

    MY name is human kind!!!!!
    my name is You"

    Changed a few machine head lines there

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