LOL see my sig for my favorite poem. 1/2 credit to Emily Dickinson, 1/2 credit to whatever Valve employee changed the original (which is good too
EDIT: Wow, ima n00b, I just remembered Henry Wadsworth Longfellow wrote the original ("The Reaper and the Flowers"), not Dickinson. That's what being out of school does to me, I guess. I was thinking of Dickinson's "Because I Could Not Stop For Death," another one of my favorites. Sorry for not posting the whole poems if that's what I'm supposed to do, but they're easy to look up if you want to.
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Im fed up, i dont
want to be in this "happy ever after" story
chuck the book at the floor
leave it with a puzzling end
but do you listen
.
being the person you looked at
but didnt bother talking to
sometimes the sun shines and we feel alive
the wind blows and we feel the force
but not me, but do you listen
.
I fall at the smallest hurdles
Dont Tell me. Im falling
apart at the seams. Never
knowing knowing what to dream
.
i then realise, its to late
i then feel lies, its my fate
the congregated enemies
watch me swamp my memories
.
but they never saw
the person inside the lies
the truth and eyes
come between our lives
.
People watch me weep
swallow the pain
seering pain through the heart
but you could never see
.
The willows creek as my
limbs fall apart into
your dreams and
fly away, never to be seen
.
As i grow old the
dreams grow longer, wiser
I seem but fade away
I bled for you
.
The fire burns brightly
in my eyes, you recognise
your true lies in heart
and depth you see
.
People scower at your
expense. you fly away
into the clouds, and
through our dreams
.
You call for me and
i just fade away
watching you fall
not knowing at all
.
Im just a show
sold out only to shadows
hidden in the depths
of your true secrets
.
Everything you say to me
is just another migrane
everytime you look at me
is just another day
.
Am i not trusted?
falling down into
your arms in heart
the bones shatter
.
The window pand falls
the heart drops cold
the silence is broken
with you being told
.
Lights shine through
your clever disguise
and into the darkness
the light shines through
.
All senses fail
and your heart beats faster
nothing but the moonlight shines
not ever your love
.
The world crashes around
me and you fall down
the sky turns blue, I
thought i knew you
charge, i'm setting that to music... is that allright with you?
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Shirou: 'People die when they are killed'... Archer: "Yes, the seats are limited. There are always fewer seats called 'happiness' than there are people to fill them."
"But it's all a fake. Such hypocrisy cannot save anything."
it shall become an emoish punk song... and yea i will sing it... aiming for something close to A Skylit Drive...
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Shirou: 'People die when they are killed'... Archer: "Yes, the seats are limited. There are always fewer seats called 'happiness' than there are people to fill them."
"But it's all a fake. Such hypocrisy cannot save anything."
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Just wrote it quick for my Facebook Status.
"There is the Circus outside. You are the Ringleader, and Im just a Clown.
There is a menace out there. Just staring into abyss. Not even a frown.
There is a storm growing. Consuming Darkness. Engulfing towns.
But there is love here. Growing. And its making me drown"
Revised
"There is the Circus outside. You are the Ringleader, and Im just a Clown.
There is a menace out there. You are the Abyss. I make no sound.
There is a storm growing. You are the Darkness. I am the town.
But there is love here. Growing. And its making me drown"
ADDED
"Let the floodgates open as I walk down memory lane.
The smiles return and the quiver remains.
I can see you walking away now, its ok your gone.
Now that were over we can but only move on.
Its a time of despair as rain hits my face.
And all I can think about is that empty space.
Im happy now in this place full of friends.
Ill move forward following their trends."
We don't need no education!
We don't need no thought control,
No dark sarcasm in the classroom!
Teachers leave them kids alone,
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
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=] Its cuz my head is so screwed up I can write crap like that lol
Talks
Long Walks
Long Talks
Make the heart grow fonder
Make you always wonder
They help you through
Those tough times you've had
And comfort you for the ones ahead
Its nice to know
There is someone out there
to talk to
who will listen
who will smile
who will laugh
Just to wish
Just to hold out your hand and they hold yours
To look into there eyes and just see there smile growing
Talks
The thing you need the most
Walks
To put to rest a busy mind
Love
The only thing to bring us together
Time
The only thing that could last forever
Here is my newest poem, i thought id post it on zB. maybe ill post some older ones later on, i dont want to make a big ass post of all of my poetry (i have like 30 some poems lol).
its a poem i wrote while listening to Evanescence.
It reflects on how society misjudges people and criticizes people about stuff that sometimes the people never wanted to do in the first place, and how common “what happened” “tell me about it” questions may be very hard to answer if they did not like what happened.
A memory haunts me
of a cold night
I was forced into sex
with an evil guy
he got me pregnant
a fatherless kid
18 years to raise
what should be his
I try to forget
about that day
so that I try to hide
so it goes away
When I soon forget it
It's thrown back at me
mixed up rumors
and marking memories
these people think
that I am a whore
when they do not know
how he was born
I hide the fact
that I did not say yes
that I did not have a choice
that I was not ready yet
These rumors go around
that I did say yes
that I am a slut
that I wanted sex
they asked me who it was
I say I do not know
they say i should
since I gave him a show
now forced to explain
the story every time
in hope that these rumors
will soon eventually die
the rumors are now gone
but is this memory?
It is worse than before
stuck with me for eternity
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Free - Charge
When your gone
Im Free
Free of this love
Free of your hold on me
When your not here
I can breathe
I can shut my eyes without seeing your face
I can concentrate
I can live my life
I can smile
I can be me
But
I don't want that
I don't want to be free
I want to feel encased by your love
I want you to hold me
I want you to take my breath away
I want to see your face when I shut my eyes
I want you to make me lose my train of thought
I want to live our life together
I want to smile bigger than ever before
I want to be us
I don't want to be free
But when I'm with you, I fly
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Heres another rather older poem of mine i wrote last school year.
Before anyone asks, lol, i dont get abused xD. i just wanted a deep subject to write about, as of all my poems are aimed to be.
I Loved You Daddy - CyberFang
i loved you daddy
you said you loved me too
we shared the same thoughts
you and mommy too, both of you do
you guys loved me
you were glad to see me when i was born
i remember your smile daddy
oh and your hug was warm
i want to be able to have fun with you
and be able to tell my friends we did that together
i really wanted to ride bikes together and with mom too
i wanted to make the fun times last forever
oh dear, daddy. whats wrong?
why are you looking at me like that
did i do something bad? if so im sorry
no daddy, no. please dont grab the bat!
what ever happened to the times
that all my punishments were just spankings
am i supposed to get pain more now that im 9?
i try not to do anything bad anymore, cause i hate the gripping
mommy? whats wrong with daddy
is it from all those bottles that have been appearing?
why does daddy drink all that bad stuff?
he once told me himself that its bad for me
if its bad for me, then why does he do it?
is it that im not normal?
mommy? mommy? no not you too!
please mom, ill be quiet and not ask any more!
im scared mommy, daddy has a bat
he wants to punish me, i hope you didnt do anything bad too
no mommy, please put down the gun
all i ever did was tried to love dad and you!