[OT] Poetry

[Malessa]

Thanks MerakSpielman, I like your abc one, thats cool, I'd like to try that sometime.
This next poem is what I was talking earlier about, where I've been told that my writing is a bit morbid sometimes.

Do Not Come In

Do not come in!
Why not?
I have not sinned.
That’s not the plot.
I’m not prepared.
To bad.
I’m really scared!
Well, don’t be sad.
I will not let you!
I’ll have to take.
Lets think it through.
Don’t have all day.
Will it hurt?
You won’t feel a thing.
Then get to work.
Let death bells ring!

 

[KDLadage]

One last one...

Tempest of the Heart
K. David Ladage

Soft red velvet petals glistning with dew
A light of yonder moon, o'er mountains shining through
Stars of mindless multitudes, creating heavenly view
But all my eyes can see, is the beauty that is you

Thunder crashes loudly o'er plains of solumn plight
And rains of many thunderheads stir men into a fright
And clouds, like blankets, turn the day into night
But the whole of my heart is afixed to nothing save your sight

Perhaps the tempest of my heart is vastly over blown
Like willows on a windy day, too chaotic to be known
Perhaps the tempest of my heart is destined to ever roam
Or perhaps the tempest is what it seems -

A storm of love for one heart alone

 

[MerakSpielman]

I've been told that my writing is a bit morbid sometimes.

You want dark? I got dark.

A Shattered Earth
By Merak Spielman

Darkness engulfs the rising Sun-
The light is dimmed, the hope is lost.
Battles were joined, the war was won:
Victory achieved at a terrible cost.

The darkened Sun looks down upon
Mangled bodies and blighted fields.
No light streams from the new day's dawn:
Warriors come home upon their shields.

Smoke boils up from a town ablaze.
It's the end of an era, a fall from grace,
A tarnished end to silver days.
The Sun looks down and turns his face.

Mountains crumbled down to sand,
Mighty forests burned to the ground,
The seas rushed in to drown the land:
Upon our Earth was darkness crowned.

The Earth itself, indeed, may die
Before the shroud of darkness lifts.
The darkened Sun itself may cry:
Man lives in the ashes of his gifts.

 

[Malessa]

Very stirring, your poem is MerakSpielman! Ok, lemme dig a little deeper in my stash here...


The Line


Cold silence
Deathly stare
Full O’hate
But no one’s there
Rigid frame
No pain, No heart
Bringeth no mercy
From the start
Sin and hell
Is all but one
To all ye innocent
Do not come
This is evil
It’s not sad
If ye change
Ye will be glad
Walk a line
Straight and narrow
If ye fall
There will be sorrow
But if ye win
The power above
The soul comes back
Then there’s love

 

[KDLadage]

Dark? Ok...

Dark Thoughts of Silence
K. David Ladage

I sit and the window, open before me, shows my reflection.
The rain, gently falling like pellets, I can hear but not see.

Cedar, burning slowly in my fireplace, fills my imagination.
The chair, with course stained fabric, my fingers have discovered.

But it slowly fades away.

The window is dark and the rain smells sweet and
The fire crackles slowly and the chair is falling apart and
My life fades away.

This was the first time I ever tried to kill myself.
It was many years ago and I can remember taking the pills.
The taste in my mouth lingers still this day and ever forward.

I know that it failed and I know that I still live and
I know that a part of me died.

A part of me died in the dark thoughts of silence.

 

[Malessa]

Ok that gave me chills KDLadage! Btw, I checked out your site, very cool!

Ok here is another.....

Lonely Child


A lonely child standing still
With terror in her eyes.
Blood shall run in cups and fill,
The rims with evil cries.

She doesn’t move, she doesn’t speak,
As evil tries to take her.
The child’s spine is growing weak,
God is her only guardian.

A mighty battle will storm the earth,
Love will never fall.
Evil may question a child’s worth,
God, He loves us all.

 

[Tristissima]

Alright alright alright I'll post a piece!

You want dark??? Here ya go!





Punch me
Punch me!
PUNCH ME!
I dare anyone on these boards today
to come up to me whenever you can find me
and PUNCH ME IN THE F***ING FACE!
Because I have never felt any real amount of physical pain
and I believe that there must be some sort of release in it for me
because self-mutilators do it right?
They slash and slice sacred inscriptions upon their skin,
impermanent artifacts of the culture inside their head
that will not last the centuries to be read and puzzled over by future arachaeologists
and all I've ever wanted to do
is to take this Communion --
blood of my blood,
flesh of my flesh --
and suckle at that teat they have cut into the middle of their arm,
sharing in the miniature death
that comes again
with every trip
to the bathroom,

so punch me,
punch me!
PUNCH ME IN THE F***ING FACE ALREADY!
Because I WANT to be stripped of my humanity
in blood and gore and snot,
lying in an unidentifiable pile of flesh,
become bestial,
without words or thought,
because this intelligence of mine,
all my poetry,
is an abomination,
an aberration,
a separation
between me and everyone else
in this thrice-cursed world
and in my dreams
I discard them like so many teeth spat out of my mouth after a beating
and become nothing more than
an easily amused
sexually degraded
bimbo
beast
think about it.
Who loves you more,
your significant other,
or your dog?

So punch me,
punch me!
PUNCH ME IN THE F***ING FACE ALREADY!
Because I have lived a life that was entirely too comfortable
and needs to be shaken up like a martini
before being pured down my throat,
burning its tender lining
and tearing my intestines to pieces,

so punch me,
punch me!
PUNCH ME IN THE F***ING FACE ALREADY!

Because,
the truth is,
I am tired of being an adult
and want to be reduced to a child again,
that bubbling, shaking boy
in his mother's lap,
rocked by the motion of her body,
cold
and ash
in the abandoned house of my thoughts
in an alley
where some gangsta hard-a** role-player
beat me up
and all I could say was,

Thanx

 

[Malessa]

Wow Tristissima, that WAS intense! It definately shook me!
I have one that you might like. I can't post it now, it will be in our upcoming pdf Book of Swords as a background piece. I figured that would be the only way my poetry would have been seen. I'll post it on this thread after the book is released, that is, if the thread is still here. So I'll post this one instead...since its dark too!


The Holiday

Do you see the day?
It seems like night to me.
I should be afraid,
To me, no reality.

I dream in black and white,
There is no gray between.
People are in a fright,
When I’m not consciously.

I speak no language taught,
I’m in a foreign world.
Life has brought me not,
The sanity outside the horror.

I’m trapped inside this mind,
Jailed inside this body.
Struggling till I find,
The day I part so gladly.

This day shall come real soon,
I’ll help it on the way.
A blade shall part my wound,
And all above will pray.

The blood will not be red,
Or if there’s blood at all.
This day will go unsaid,
Because I won’t be whole.

The separation will pay,
But I’ll be free at last.
To me this holiday,
Will soon be in the past.

 

[Malessa]

After all the stirring poetry I read here today, I thought I'd post this one next. Now I'm done for the day! Give some other aspiring poet a chance to post something!

You to Me and Me to You

You’ve been through hell
I have been too
Do you feel we’ll ever
Experience something new
Not knowing one another
But we all feel the same
Broken hearts, tears of anger
We've had nothing in life to gain
People don’t understand
The torchers that we had
They have their selfish wants
Then they look at us as bad
People we’ve loved were cruel
They stole our hearts within
Lies behind their smiles
And come to us as friend
Love for all has left
Our hearts have turned to stone
If ever there’s any trouble
We have each other to lean on
They stripped us of our happiness
We’ll fight forever more
Separately we may lose these battles
But together we’ll win this war
We just might find someday
A love of endless true
If not, we have each other
You to me and me to you

 

[Malessa]

Sorry!

Got a little carried away.

I'm glad you did! they are simply beautiful and touching!