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Wanting Not


On my pride lies, your name;
A sweet memory of faith.
It is in my dream�s iris forever.
It is a creek running through tears.

A ghost inside the moonlight�
Is it your aura watching me?
The wind carries my heart,
And sets it on the answer.

Inquiring your name;
Imagination�s child.
Protecting me,
For nature�s love to see.
Tempted by none,
If I can think of you.
I am left in my heart,
Wanting not.
I�ll bring you to life.

A fool not to know,
That your warmth cannot be true,
But I feel it burning stronger,
Than fire could ever flame.

Dans ma sacre-couer,
J�adore ton cheveux chatain,
Et je sais que c�est vrai,
Que tu adore moi�dans ma couer.

Inquiring your name;
Imagination�s child.
Protecting me,
For nature�s love to see.
Tempted by none,
If I can think of you.
I am left in my heart,
Wanting not.
I�ll bring you to life.

Wanting not,
For your image to be surreal,
Is my deepest ocean�s desire,
Hiding in the moonlight.

Seeing glowing laughs,
By someone else�s side,
Leaves me alone,
And I envision you.

Inquiring your name;
Imagination�s child.
Protecting me,
For nature�s love to see.
Tempted by none,
If I can think of you.
I am left in my heart,
Wanting not.
I�ll bring you to life.

Singing a lullaby;
A comfort near my form.
Sculpting you from the clay in my mentality,
Where longing roams so free.
I am left in my heart,
Wanting not.
I�ll bring you to life.

I�ll make you real�




Wilted Roses


Memories in a fading light,
Are found by the whisper of the wind.
Looking outside a window,
The sun�s smile has been dimmed.

Longing found in a picture,
Of a glow preserved.
Dreams cascading onto empty thoughts,
Where hidden wishes are reserved.

Warmth gone from my resting place,
Where imagination is real.
The taste of freedom wrapped within;
Discovered in every meal.

A scent of roses,
Caressed by a sorrowful lullaby.
A casket of ebony,
Where tears say goodbye.

A shadow of ghosts,
Lingering in the past.
Reminiscing the sensation,
Of times when fears were masked.

A lover caught in fate�s spiting hands,
Where his destiny is concealed.
A roar of fire and a shred left to find,
Where stories are revealed.

A guilty soul,
Haunted by his drunkenness on depression.
A wounded heart committing upon itself,
Acts of despised aggression.

A sad tale of those lost to another�s choice,
Where all live in remorse.
A story told for all those,
Who prayed for a different course.

A worthy cause,
Thrown away.
For those gone from an addiction or its affects,
We will remember you everyday.

Scarred minds lay roses,
To the breeze made by your breath.
Love is eternal,
Hate ends with death.

We remember the time that you became a wilted rose�




An Indescribable Emptiness


If my heart could cry out the highest note in the world,
Then I�d sing it tonight�just for you.
I know it lingers there, to far above my head,
To far above my reaching arms to grasp.

In a song where the starlight rests upon a wild lake,
Enclosed in an enchanted forest created by my sparkling tears,
Lies my fear to scream it out.
I know there�s so much I can learn; so much you can teach me there.

Will you take me there and lift me to the note?
Will you educate me, in this aching place of my dreams?
I can�t find it, but I believe in you.
I can see you.
You are there, carrying me to my answer.

If my lungs could scream out this feeling in my chest,
Then I�d let all the air disappear from within this skin.
I keep on breathing and hoping for enough to fill me,
So that the sound might find its way to the edge of eternity.

In this thought-filled illusion created from the dust of a cloud,
Am I floating back to the glistening brilliance of the tears,
Raining down from your radiant stars.
I am wading through a glowing mist of remembrance to my last wish.

If I could dance in the desert,
And cast a spell upon your eyes,
Then I�d run across the earth forever until you danced with me.
I�d dance with your arms caressing the beat of our hearts.

Will it ever be true;
The painting of this desire made inside of my loneliness?
I keep blending the colors.
Your eyes�your soul is real.
I run my hands over every stroke,
Created in my longing.

If I could sleep tonight,
I�d bring you with me and give you my last.
I�d give you every wind and every whisper that passed through your hair.
I�d give you this life.

When the picture is done, I�ll be wrapped in the peace of your eyes�

More of my work...



Questioning Myself


I'm cupping my blood into my own hands.
It is my humility,
Forever gaping out to the world,
For them to rip and tear.

I am surrounded be nothingness;
Surrounded by you;
You who mock me.
Am I to be chained to this uncertainty?

Everyone laughs because I gaze not to the face,
But the soul.
I look deep within,
And most often find nothing but more questions.

I am left for my conscience to then question me.
Do I stay here and wait for the level of my wounds,
To rise and drown me?
Do I drown in my own fear...my own blood?

Should I die here in the corner?
Is my flesh a waste of the tears from which I was born?
Can a child born out of pain and hate,
Be ressurected into repentence?

Am I strong enough to face you?
Or am I just left to lie dying here amongst the aware,
And fade into the depths of your ignorance?
Or should I fight on?

Questioning myself.
Maybe I'll never be strong enough.
The red is dripping eternally,
And so my eyes close...never to open again.

Unless you revive me...prove me worthy in living...

More Than Life


Lie down in the emerald carpet,
And stare into the eternal blue.
Pick out the spirits of people,
Floating away.
Let their whispers blow across your hair.
Let the glow of their smiles change,
The way you see the world,
When God brings the day.

Look into the darkness,
Where your heart wanders to play.
Recall who you are,
As silver tears become stars in the night.
See the rabbit in the sky run around the circle of life.
Smell the roses in the warmth of the black,
And be reminded of who you are,
Remember when you still believed you could join the comets in flight.

Return to the sparkling golden grains,
And feel them trickle between your toes.
Watch the hand of Neptune crash down upon the earth.
Let the cool of the water wash away all of your pain.
Step into the beginning of your existence,
And swim into the start of all life.
Taste the salt of every soul�s tears.
Search below to pierce the depths of your heart that at first seem so plain.

Grasp the air beside you,
And you might find my hand.
Look into my eyes and you might find the other half of you.
Let us share time together and let our being become one.
I�ll listen and let your words sink into my skin,
Healing all wounds caused by the loneliness of my mind.
Help me reach the unreachable when I feel insignificant to the world.
Help me fly when all I thought I could do was run.

Unveil each part of life,
And use your spirit to change it into more than it seems.
If you can change clouds into souls,
Than you can change water into the elixir of life.
If you can change the moon into the cycle of our being,
Than you can make you and I Siamese hearts.
If you can transform something simple into deep meaning,
Than you can cut all disillusionment with a knife.

When you can discover the deeper beauty,
In everything you know and see,
You can be comfortable exposing yourself to,
The truth of all that is and all that are.
Try to capture the love and strength of the light inside,
Of all tangible existence.
Try to find me wandering in invisible emptiness.
I�m not that far.

Play Until the End


Guitar boy,
Keep playin� your song.
Guitar Boy,
Just keep playin� that song.
It makes me feel like for once,
Everything is calm,
And everything is gonna be fine�

I sit by the water�s edge,
And see everyone�s face but my own.
I can�t seem to find myself in the crowd.
I�m very much alone.

I�m tired of being second best,
In everything I do.
I�m tired of being the last to be noticed,
The other girl to you.

I just wanna� run away,
But I don�t have anyplace to go.
If I could I�d run to you.
I�m just letting you know.

So�

Keep playing.
Just keep playing.
I don�t care if you�re not my friend.
Just keep playing.
Keep playing,
Just as long as you play to the end,
Of my life.

I�m tired of being told,
That I can�t cry.
I�m tired of being chained to reality,
Being told that I can never fly.

I�m afraid of moving forward,
Cause I don�t want a longer past.
I just want the world to stand still,
So the pressure will be off at last.

I�m tired of being the last hope,
The last chance to regain honor.
I want to learn to become,
Of this world a little founder.

So�

Keep playing.
Just keep playing.
I don�t care if you�re not my friend.
Just keep playing.
Keep playing,
Just as long as you play to the end,
Of my life.

I just want to find someone to love,
And listen to his heartbeat.
I want someone who�ll hold me close,
Protect me from mental defeat.

I�m tired of not being able,
To trust anyone,
Because people have always tried to kill me inside,
And they won�t stop until their work is done.

I just want to forget,
And your song gives me that chance.
So just listen and play me,
That song that puts me into a peaceful trace.

So�

Keep playing.
Just keep playing.
I don�t care if you�re not my friend.
Just keep playing.
Keep playing,
Just as long as you play to the end,
Of my life.

Keep playing.
Just keep playing.
I don�t care if you�re not my friend.
Just keep playing.
Keep playing,
Just as long as you play to the end,
Of my life.

Guitar Boy.
Oh,
Guitar Boy.
Just keep playing.
Oh,
Just keep playing.
(repeat)
Even if not for me�

Keep playing.
Just keep playing.
I don�t care if you�re not my friend.
Just keep playing.
Keep playing,
Just as long as you play to the end,
Of my life.

Keep playing.
Just keep playing.
I don�t care if you�re not my friend.
Just keep playing.
Keep playing,
Just as long as you play to the end�




Loss


I�m just a child,
Wandering in the dark.
Depressing information,
Creeps upon me like a shark.
I can�t see myself,
But I know I�m here.
Do I really exist,
Or am I just part of the emptiness?

I�ve already suffered.
I�ve already cried.
I may still be living,
But inside I�ve died.
I can�t keep going like this,
Or I�ll disappear.
I�ve already lost three.
How long �til I lose me?

I can�t take any more loss,
Caused by the stupid things you do.
I can�t tell you how I really feel,
From all the things you�ve put me through.
I�m just a child.
My say means nothing.
If I could just see around me,
And hit something,
I�d pretend it was you.

I�m so young outside,
But inside mature.
Which way I go next,
I can�t be sure.
I know what I want.
I know what I need.
I just want to get out of here,
And runaway from what I fear.

I�ve got no one,
Who�ll listen to me.
They may have the patience to hear,
But they�ll never see.
I can�t keep going like this,
Or I�ll disappear.
I�ve already lost three.
How long �til I lose me?

I can�t take any more loss,
Caused by the stupid things you do.
I can�t tell you how I really feel,
From all the things you�ve put me through.
I�m just a child.
My say means nothing.
If I could just see around me,
And hit something,
I�d pretend it was you.

I�d pretend it was you.
I�d pretend it was you.
If all my inner wound�s had bled on the outside,
I�d be soaked through and through.
So I�ll just scream for now,
Until my voice is gone.
Because of all the things you�ve done and will do,
I�d pretend it was you.

I can�t take any more loss,
Caused by the stupid things you do.
I can�t tell you how I really feel,
From all the things you�ve put me through.
I�m just a child.
My say means nothing.
If I could just see around me,
And hit something,
I�d pretend it was you.

I can�t take any more loss,
Caused by the stupid things you do.
I can�t tell you how I really feel,
From all the things you�ve put me through.
I�m just a child.
My say means nothing.
If I could just see around me,
And hit something,
I�d pretend it was you.

You�ve done it again.
You�ve made me suffer more loss.
There�s nothing I can do.
I�m just a child.
I�ll scream one last time,
Then disappear into the dark...

Confusion


I can't describe it.
We've barely touched,
And already I'm compelled,
Like magic.
Did you cast it?

I don't know.
I feel so silly standing here,
Wondering.
I don't know you.

You claim and I believe.
I am the fool.
This I can see with crystal eyes,
But I'm lost to words.

You don't attract me,
And yet you attract me,
Stronger than anyone I've ever read.
Confusion.

Why?
It's unaswered.
I lie here,
Thinking of you...

Eh, a little bit of background as to how long you've been doing this would probably be nice. Also, if it's copyrighted it can also be assumed that you've been published somewhere. Where?

I don't know, it just seems I've heard most of these somewhere else before. Some of them seem to be pieced together from songs I hear alot on the radio, and have read somewhere or another.

like odin said...

I do the same thing. I hear a phrase and it sticks for a while til I use it somewhere.

But...yeah where are they published.

I read something today that reminded me of these poems.

http://sinfest.net/comics/sf20010312.gif

I've been writing close to 7-8 years now. My work is published in a book called eternal portraits...well...at least one poem. The other stuff is just kind of published on sites and stuff and copyrighted on the sites. All protected there.
I don't use songs to influence my work. I just write how I feel...or what I'm thinking...so it makes more sense to others.
I have gotten some offers from various companies who want to use my songs for their bands and stuff...but I'm not ready yet. I'm only 16 and I have a lot I want to get done in school before I start a career, you know?
Thanks for reading my stuff. I really appreciate it. :)

what the hell r u doin publishing these on sites! u got serious talent and should release a book of them all and start makin some moo(g)lah

:)

Awww...thanks...you guys are nice.

ya, well it's the truth, isn't it guys (Loki: quiet u! lol), can't wait to hear some more

No problem...I'll put some more up soon. I promise. ;)

lookin forward to it

Musician
(For and Inspired by J. B.)



I walked through dusk to the club,
Where I could be veiled by smiles and laughter.
Just outside I could hear the music,
Soft tones echoed by thundering crashes.
My head spun and my foot gently tapped the ground.
I was impatient to enter the glowing gate,
That might lead to my release of the world.
I could smell the perfume and see the blinding flashes.

Through the entrance, I finally entered.
The rush of the moment took me by surprise,
As someone grabbed my arm and pulled me,
Into a place of such energy and thrill.
When I finally grew wary of such momentum,
I sat in the ruby rests,
That would house my unsteady spirit.
It was then that I saw him sitting by the windowsill.

He seemed patient, relaxed, and almost timid in his wake,
Like a cat basking in the noon�s brightest sun.
He made not a glance to anyone,
But the parchment clasped in his palm.
A man flowed through the crowd and whispered into his ear.
I heard not a sound.
The strange fellow I glimpsed only a moment before,
Got up and made his way to the stage with great calm.

I heard a loud murmur as he walked onto the stage.
He sat at a pearl white board with many keys.
He began to play, softly like a hushed secret in the breeze.
It slowly became stronger, like a fighter with nothing to lose.
Every note seemed to strike me,
In my very being.
I could see my life in the melody.
I could see every smile, every fight, every bruise.

I could only think to myself one question,
As he continued steadily and confident.
�Is this song mine?�
I forgot where I was and the boisterousness around me disappeared.
There now seemed no one in sight but the musician under the stage light.
Everywhere around me seemed dark but him,
Playing on forever as though no one else existed but his music.
He turned and gave me one glimpse and everything came back to sight.

The room continued its natural clatter,
Without paying the musician much mind.
The band started up its jamboree again,
And he left the stage smiling like the happiest man in the world.
I went up to him and asked him why he grinned so widely,
As he made his way to the exit door.
He paused his stride and turned to me,
While handing me his score, now unfurled.

He just stared at me expectantly,
As though I should understand this random action.
When he saw confusion fogging my expression,
He said this in strangely soothing voice,
�Someone could hear the story I was trying to play.
Someone felt the emotions of my tale.
I smile because I found appreciation and I found connection, inspiration.
To read the melody I have given you is your choice.�

He simply walked out the door,
Perhaps to his next show.
I glanced at the paper that seemed just symbols of a strange language.
Then I glanced at it again and again.
At last I came to its title,
That changed in its holographic state.
It read �My Song�, and then at a different angle, �Your Song�.
Suddenly I remembered that we all need a song now and then.

I walked out of the club,
Thinking only of the score, of the music.
I knew I would begin to play its tones when I reached my asylum, my home.
I would use it to play someone else�s life and be their musical physician.
I would remember that night everyday of my life.
I would remember how mysterious and great the song had been.
I would remember the musician,
The strange but wonderful musician�

brilliant, i loved it

Thanx. :)

i don't think u'll hav to worry bout negative feedback

Berfore I post something new...I'd like to make a comment to Loki.

I really liked that cartoon. It made me laugh...I'm pretty sure it was an insult...but none the less I liked it. I liked that the little guy reading the poem had the egyptian sign for eternal life on his shirt. Now it's the vampire universal sign...but still...pretty cool.
Anyway, like I said...it made me laugh. Lol.

I know I write a bit darkly a lot of times...but it's just because I write more often when I'm in a sad mood. It's kind of an outlet for me. You know? So hopefully I'll post something happier soon... :)

Anyway, here's a new poem by moi...



Child of Water


Water's child am I;
Born from its waves.
I will return to it when I die,
And the the cycle will start all over again.

Drink to birth a new life.
Drink to live.
Bathe to cleanse your sins.
It's the first tool in everything you give.

Die and decompose back into its form.
Let the rain erode you back into the sea,
Where someone will consume you,
For the creation of me.

Then live and die will I,
Live every creature shall.
I wait until,
I rejoin the water's cycle again.

cool, damn u writing so well, i both envy and admire u

also, it's great that u write when ur sad, it's stuff like that, that can help and not damage urself in the process, and everyoone knows that sad/morbid/gothic poetry is the best :D

I suppose...

I don't really know.

But I suppose not everyone can be pleased can they?

I think it's the best type of writing...the most expressive...but some just don't like it.

It was a big thing during the romantic period though.

And please don't envy me. All people were created equal. You can write like me if you REALLY want to. However, you'll never write like me if your negative towards yourself about it.

It's like my last quote in my sig.

It basically means that if you think you are great...then in your mind, despite what anyone ever tells you, you are still great. And being great to yourself? That's a really important thing. You know?

I suppose...

I don't really know.

But I suppose not everyone can be pleased can they?

I think it's the best type of writing...the most expressive...but some just don't like it.

It was a big thing during the romantic period though.

And please don't envy me. All people were created equal. You can write like me if you REALLY want to. However, you'll never write like me if your negative towards yourself about it.

It's like my last quote in my sig.

It basically means that if you think you are great...then in your mind, despite what anyone ever tells you, you are still great. And being great to yourself? That's a really important thing. You know?

yeah, it's all about the right mindset (which taekwon-do helps me achieve)

YOU DO TAE KWON DO!? DUDE!!! SO DO I!!!

I just got my first degree black belt this summer...I've been doing it for 8 years. I'm also ranked 1rst in my division for the state. Don't ask me which one. I won't tell.

cool, i'm still only a 9th kup (was out on medical crap for a few months), got my next grading in a lil while.
r u in an official ITF association?

Yeah...but one of these days I'd like to transfer from international to world...

nah, stay with the ITF, it's the national governing body and was the only one set up by Gen. Choi, don't change to a non-affiliated association.

I wonder if anyone else will post here...seems to be dominated right now by posts by myself and you Immortal...lol.

yup :D
screw everyone else, we own this place!
we're cool and hip wierdos cos we're always postin here in poems :cool:

LOL!!!

would u be offended if i posted any poems or songs in this thread?

YOu mean the ones I edited? Just those...
I only want works I did here...that's why I made this section for my work...

sure, here's one that was vastly improved by the most talented of writers, Tigra, take a bow sweetheart, lol
The End
Bleeding in the streets,
Burned by fires raging in the night,
Brings suffering everywhere.
Why does it all seem so surreal to me?

I can see nothing.
I don't care really
The end is inevitable.
So I grind along everyday,
Like so many others.
I�m awaiting the end

Chorus:
Visceral carnage�
Ubiquitous chaos�
Mass destruction�
Cephalic absence�


A horror show,
Left for all to see,
But I'm told that it is true.
How can this be,
When I enjoy it so?

Chorus:
Visceral carnage�
Ubiquitous chaos�
Mass destruction�
Cephalic absence�

Everything is consumed, dead, and decaying�
Dying in the vengeance of�

Chorus:
Visceral carnage�
Ubiquitous chaos�
Mass destruction�
Cephalic absence�

(Spoken):
I couldn't be happier in my twisted mind.
I always knew it would end like this�

:o

*Bows*

all must praise the almighty TIGRA!!!!!!!!!!

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Reaching Forever


I couldn�t say where to begin.
I�m so confused;
My feelings trapped within.
I keep calling out inside.

Somewhere under the sun,
I know you�re fighting for me.
I want to be there�the battle is won.
You�ve already won me.

Reaching across the lake,
And I fall in.
The things I would do and the risks I�d take,
Just so these feelings would reach you�

Fly to you�
I was given these silver wings,
To carry my love to you.
Please don�t fall now.
I need to touch you again.
I don�t care how.
Bleed no more if I can save you.
I�ll reach to you forever.

Infinite words,
Trapped within my body.
They beat at my heart�these words.
I hold them inside until I hold you again.

On the war fields,
If it�s raining and the ground swallows me;
I�ll find you without any yields.
Even if I crumble in the wind.

I look to heavens eyes,
And know that if I prayed,
You might hear me through my cries.
These feelings would reach you�

Fly to you�
I was given these silver wings,
To carry my love to you.
Please don�t fall now.
I need to touch you again.
I don�t care how.
Bleed no more if I can save you.
I�ll reach to you forever.

In everything that I see,
I only see you.
Is the fault laid on me?
You�re gone from here�b/c you were fighting for me.
I�ll reach to you forever.

Fly to you�
I was given these silver wings,
To carry my love to you.
Please don�t fall now.
I need to touch you again.
I don�t care how.
Bleed no more if I can save you.
I�ll reach to you forever.

Fly to you�
I was given these silver wings,
To carry my love to you.
Please don�t fall now.
I need to touch you again.
I don�t care how.
Bleed no more if I can save you.
I�ll reach to you forever.

I�ll die to see you again.
I�ll reach to you forever�

Stalking


Step back from me.
I need a second to clear my head.
Your voice is haunting me,
And my demons are being bred.

I can't seem to see you,
When you hide in the void.
What's gotten inside of my veins?
I'm paranoid.

Let me go.
There's something stalking,
Something there.
Let me go.
Your claws scratch the skin;
Rip out my hair.
I can't let go.
I am bound to you;
I want to escape.
I can't let go.
There's something stalking;
Something there.

I can't focus my vision,
When your aura is near.
I don't know if I hate you,
Or if I'm just engulfed by fear.

It could be anger,
For reasons I can't explain.
I might really want you,
But the lust comes from pain.

Let me go.
There's something stalking,
Something there.
Let me go.
Your claws scratch the skin;
Rip out my hair.
I can't let go.
I am bound to you;
I want to escape.
I can't let go.
There's something stalking;
Something there.

Let go!
(There's something there. There's something there...)
Let me go!
(There's something there. There's something there...)
Let me go.
There's something stalking,
Something there.

Let me go.
There's something stalking,
Something there.
Let me go.
Your claws scratch the skin;
Rip out my hair.
I can't let go.
I am bound to you;
I want to escape.
I can't let go.
There's something stalking;
Something there.

Let me go.
I can't let go...