Lucifiel
11-10-2007, 06:31 PM
here are some of the poems i have written over the last 4 or 5 years.
some are pretty emo, (but they were written like 5 years back so that is a good excuse i suppose)
20 minutes of mindless daydreaming
Love is deaf and love is blind,
Love will leave our souls behind.
We wake blindly from the past,
Love comes first and faith comes last.
People say to love each other,
Shes my sister! He�s my brother!
The son of man just like before,
Equality is found through war.
If we unite and rise again,
Love thy neighbour kill thy friend.
And make our oppressors crawl
Babylon did never fall.
For there to be good, there has to be sin
Something, which we hold within
Everybody grab your swords
We shall let sip the dogs of war
Legal in another time
Without murder, without crime
People think that we depend
Will this torture never end?
The four horsemen are drawing near
I will live another year
But who needs prophecy to guide our eyes
I can make up mystic lies
Will I open curly gates?
Kill my self or simply wait?
Re-interpret what I�m told,
Or meditate till I grow old?
If I follow every word,
Will my voice ever be heard?
Will I stand out in a crowd?
For my cry is not so loud.
So can I leave this body now?
Too many views too many sounds.
So I leave you with just thoughts,
About our world and what we�re taught.
Will we get what we deserve?
Can the meek just take the earth?
Is there really one true way?
Will love prevail on judgement day?
some are pretty emo, (but they were written like 5 years back so that is a good excuse i suppose)
20 minutes of mindless daydreaming
Love is deaf and love is blind,
Love will leave our souls behind.
We wake blindly from the past,
Love comes first and faith comes last.
People say to love each other,
Shes my sister! He�s my brother!
The son of man just like before,
Equality is found through war.
If we unite and rise again,
Love thy neighbour kill thy friend.
And make our oppressors crawl
Babylon did never fall.
For there to be good, there has to be sin
Something, which we hold within
Everybody grab your swords
We shall let sip the dogs of war
Legal in another time
Without murder, without crime
People think that we depend
Will this torture never end?
The four horsemen are drawing near
I will live another year
But who needs prophecy to guide our eyes
I can make up mystic lies
Will I open curly gates?
Kill my self or simply wait?
Re-interpret what I�m told,
Or meditate till I grow old?
If I follow every word,
Will my voice ever be heard?
Will I stand out in a crowd?
For my cry is not so loud.
So can I leave this body now?
Too many views too many sounds.
So I leave you with just thoughts,
About our world and what we�re taught.
Will we get what we deserve?
Can the meek just take the earth?
Is there really one true way?
Will love prevail on judgement day?