Post by bezzerkker on Dec 22, 2003 1:42:46 GMT -5
hokai, heres a buncha old poems written by me that I thought you people might enjoy. Please feel free to post anything I could fix, or do to my style to improve, I love suggestions
the first ones are the oldest and they get newer as they go
Play
My life is but an act
On which I cannot go back
I have lost myself
Became something else
Multi-faced
Out of place
no title
*insert yelling punk rock voice for max effect*
pain coursing through my brain
burning fire within my veins
pointless agony
raining down upon me
without a source
without remorse
no way out
silenced shout
of suffering
Shell
standing in the corner
glaring at the world
shrouded in mystery and hate
eyes burning with failure
to contemplate
how this happened
to who he was
just a few years ago
laughing and grinning
ear to ear for all to see
now he's standing in the coner
hating what he sees
blinded to the truth
not knowing how to change
emotional scars run deep
deeper than a canyon
steady as sand
colder than ice
personality on a shelf
right beside his pride
but deep down
he's still the same
still the little boy
new to everything
innocent and naive
mischevious and clean
but hidden deep inside
this hopeless shell of a man.....
no title
rising up on seraph's wings
sea crashing agaisnt the mountains
feelings coursing through her veins
as the car changes lanes
random thoughts within my mind
trapped forever, without time
Negative Adrenaline
Hands shakin'
Body's achin'
Pulse is racin'
This test I ain't acin'
It just goes to show
Well whadya know
Truth See-er
This begins thine plumet
Into icy depths
Of woe and agony
Sin stains my slate
A lie I did create
With intentions
of sadictiveness
I cannot forgive
The one who betrayed
I cannot forget
The one who manipulated
But I cannot know
Which one it is
me or the b****
That I burned
With flames of madness
Wicked grins of glee
Liers shall fear me
I bare their sins
For all to see
Using lies of my own
To make them moan
With agony
I find so sweet
Antisocial
Antisocial
I am shunned
Antisocial
At home alone
Not accepted
But not condemed
Independent
Antisocial
Controlled by no-one
Banned from "cliques"
Life can't get
Any better than this
Helpless
Flying up on angel's wings
Thinking of happy things
I look down to see a friend
Whose tears know no end
Helpless while above
I try to send my loves
Wishing now for more time
Not helping seems a crime
But here I sit, praying
Wondering if she's crying
Cursed Art
Why must poets suffer so?
Life of death, agony and woe
Praised by the crowd
I hate the curse I've found
yet another without a title
oddball
disapointment
failure
clumsy
slacker
outcast
Cursed for your talents
Laughed at for you dreams
Misunderstood by others
Surrounded yet alone
One of many
One of few
Haunted by the past
Afraid of the future
Living day by day
Is not the life for me
I've gotta change
Change my outlook
On the past
To the future
Not gonna end it
But strugglin' on
Sarcastic Love
Love, sweet love
Pure, sent from above
Mercilessly taunting
Unceasingly flaunting
Why don't you die
Every time I cry
Leave me alone
You wretched crone!
Build Up
climbing passion
increasing tension
mounting frustration
anger in its fashion
honor binds me
hinding the key
need for release
seeking inner peace
refuge from the storms
that come in many forms
they burn and scourge
like fires in a forge
relentlessly binding
I must fight their blinding
With sheer force of will
For it's me they'll kill
no title
I've been damaged
changed and ravaged
Demented too deep
for humans to reach
Please just go away
To send aide, pray
God will heal
But the pain's real
Deep and old
it feels so cold...
Slipping
Listen to the silence
stare into the darkness
Feel yourself slipping
Deeper, and deeper
You still have a chance
If you give it a try
Without it
you'll die
The void will
never fill
with the way you live
walk your path
find your way
Back to the Healer
He can ease your pain
He can keep you sane
no title
As the flesh cracks and bleeds
As the soul fills with need
Your presence comforts us
'cause of your love
As long as we hang on
We will belong
ex-Spartan
Seeking solitude
My thoughts turn to to you
A smile lingers on my face
It seems so out of place
A light in the dark
You've left your mark
*Spartan- (adj.) One who lives modestly. Used to describe a hermit, someone who lives in squalor and loneliness
no title
I laugh, yet feel so hallow
I smile, and feel shallow
Just skimming the surface
no longer satisfies
I'll dig a little deeper
Think a little harder
keep less inside
stop trying to hide
lossen up my leash
and enjoy freedom
no title
can't sleep
busy thinkin' of you
feel myself slippin
back into insanity
gets worse everyday
feelin' so alone
lightless haven
All darks & greys
shaded by a lightless haze
the darkness is my element
to me, it is heavensent
A world where stealth is key
is where you'll find me
lack of light
doesn't equate to lack of sight
here I live and thrive
Here, I'm alive
In a land where no light has shone
I have chosen to call my home
coffee run
Waning gibbous
'80s metal
lead foot
on the gas petal
caffiene courses
through my veins
keeps my head level
keeps me sane
a blue blur
down the street
No stop in sight
no end to meet
sarcastic ray of sunshine for you all
you say you hate this world
but you're part of its disease
All of you can't see me slipping
deeper back into apathy
tryin' my hardest to actually care
each step, there isn't even despair
complete numbess
complete lacking
inner hollow previals
as depression invades.
love poem
Upon savoury lips
a tasteful kiss
passionate, lingering
self-defining bliss
Oft soil't
by the unwise
a beautiful scene
taint'd by lies
yet we remain
an off pure white
rarely shaded
in an undim light
My love for you
Shall e'er remain
in these writings
After it is bloodstain'd
An off-perfect
yet veiw'd the same
as a race-runner
by the lame
a promised treat
by poem & song
yet for some
the wait is e'er long
patient waiting
Wasting batteries &
killing time
Self-destructive tunes
Solitude & rhyme
Reason fills no gaps
Pokes holes in reality
Perception beginning to cloud
Accidental poetry
Scrawled upon napkins
Don't know why
I feel trapped within
Maybe its the lack
Lack of flight
Possibly its the absence
Absence of sight
Completely unsure
But on comes apathy
this is all I can find, and I need to sleep now *yawns*
the first ones are the oldest and they get newer as they go
Play
My life is but an act
On which I cannot go back
I have lost myself
Became something else
Multi-faced
Out of place
no title
*insert yelling punk rock voice for max effect*
pain coursing through my brain
burning fire within my veins
pointless agony
raining down upon me
without a source
without remorse
no way out
silenced shout
of suffering
Shell
standing in the corner
glaring at the world
shrouded in mystery and hate
eyes burning with failure
to contemplate
how this happened
to who he was
just a few years ago
laughing and grinning
ear to ear for all to see
now he's standing in the coner
hating what he sees
blinded to the truth
not knowing how to change
emotional scars run deep
deeper than a canyon
steady as sand
colder than ice
personality on a shelf
right beside his pride
but deep down
he's still the same
still the little boy
new to everything
innocent and naive
mischevious and clean
but hidden deep inside
this hopeless shell of a man.....
no title
rising up on seraph's wings
sea crashing agaisnt the mountains
feelings coursing through her veins
as the car changes lanes
random thoughts within my mind
trapped forever, without time
Negative Adrenaline
Hands shakin'
Body's achin'
Pulse is racin'
This test I ain't acin'
It just goes to show
Well whadya know
Truth See-er
This begins thine plumet
Into icy depths
Of woe and agony
Sin stains my slate
A lie I did create
With intentions
of sadictiveness
I cannot forgive
The one who betrayed
I cannot forget
The one who manipulated
But I cannot know
Which one it is
me or the b****
That I burned
With flames of madness
Wicked grins of glee
Liers shall fear me
I bare their sins
For all to see
Using lies of my own
To make them moan
With agony
I find so sweet
Antisocial
Antisocial
I am shunned
Antisocial
At home alone
Not accepted
But not condemed
Independent
Antisocial
Controlled by no-one
Banned from "cliques"
Life can't get
Any better than this
Helpless
Flying up on angel's wings
Thinking of happy things
I look down to see a friend
Whose tears know no end
Helpless while above
I try to send my loves
Wishing now for more time
Not helping seems a crime
But here I sit, praying
Wondering if she's crying
Cursed Art
Why must poets suffer so?
Life of death, agony and woe
Praised by the crowd
I hate the curse I've found
yet another without a title
oddball
disapointment
failure
clumsy
slacker
outcast
Cursed for your talents
Laughed at for you dreams
Misunderstood by others
Surrounded yet alone
One of many
One of few
Haunted by the past
Afraid of the future
Living day by day
Is not the life for me
I've gotta change
Change my outlook
On the past
To the future
Not gonna end it
But strugglin' on
Sarcastic Love
Love, sweet love
Pure, sent from above
Mercilessly taunting
Unceasingly flaunting
Why don't you die
Every time I cry
Leave me alone
You wretched crone!
Build Up
climbing passion
increasing tension
mounting frustration
anger in its fashion
honor binds me
hinding the key
need for release
seeking inner peace
refuge from the storms
that come in many forms
they burn and scourge
like fires in a forge
relentlessly binding
I must fight their blinding
With sheer force of will
For it's me they'll kill
no title
I've been damaged
changed and ravaged
Demented too deep
for humans to reach
Please just go away
To send aide, pray
God will heal
But the pain's real
Deep and old
it feels so cold...
Slipping
Listen to the silence
stare into the darkness
Feel yourself slipping
Deeper, and deeper
You still have a chance
If you give it a try
Without it
you'll die
The void will
never fill
with the way you live
walk your path
find your way
Back to the Healer
He can ease your pain
He can keep you sane
no title
As the flesh cracks and bleeds
As the soul fills with need
Your presence comforts us
'cause of your love
As long as we hang on
We will belong
ex-Spartan
Seeking solitude
My thoughts turn to to you
A smile lingers on my face
It seems so out of place
A light in the dark
You've left your mark
*Spartan- (adj.) One who lives modestly. Used to describe a hermit, someone who lives in squalor and loneliness
no title
I laugh, yet feel so hallow
I smile, and feel shallow
Just skimming the surface
no longer satisfies
I'll dig a little deeper
Think a little harder
keep less inside
stop trying to hide
lossen up my leash
and enjoy freedom
no title
can't sleep
busy thinkin' of you
feel myself slippin
back into insanity
gets worse everyday
feelin' so alone
lightless haven
All darks & greys
shaded by a lightless haze
the darkness is my element
to me, it is heavensent
A world where stealth is key
is where you'll find me
lack of light
doesn't equate to lack of sight
here I live and thrive
Here, I'm alive
In a land where no light has shone
I have chosen to call my home
coffee run
Waning gibbous
'80s metal
lead foot
on the gas petal
caffiene courses
through my veins
keeps my head level
keeps me sane
a blue blur
down the street
No stop in sight
no end to meet
sarcastic ray of sunshine for you all
you say you hate this world
but you're part of its disease
All of you can't see me slipping
deeper back into apathy
tryin' my hardest to actually care
each step, there isn't even despair
complete numbess
complete lacking
inner hollow previals
as depression invades.
love poem
Upon savoury lips
a tasteful kiss
passionate, lingering
self-defining bliss
Oft soil't
by the unwise
a beautiful scene
taint'd by lies
yet we remain
an off pure white
rarely shaded
in an undim light
My love for you
Shall e'er remain
in these writings
After it is bloodstain'd
An off-perfect
yet veiw'd the same
as a race-runner
by the lame
a promised treat
by poem & song
yet for some
the wait is e'er long
patient waiting
Wasting batteries &
killing time
Self-destructive tunes
Solitude & rhyme
Reason fills no gaps
Pokes holes in reality
Perception beginning to cloud
Accidental poetry
Scrawled upon napkins
Don't know why
I feel trapped within
Maybe its the lack
Lack of flight
Possibly its the absence
Absence of sight
Completely unsure
But on comes apathy
this is all I can find, and I need to sleep now *yawns*