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I'd like to see it please. :D

And, if only to prove that something can be much worse than your own, here is some of mine:

Pax Mortis n.b. if this Latin is incorrect, please correct it for me. I'll buy you a drink.

There in the dark am I, dark fated
Wherein waits the beast that eats and finds itself not sated
And so would devour my life and all good therein,
Leaving my fêted soul barren.
So I lie still and wait to sleep,
Fearing to sleep, and sleep in fear,
For if I should not wake, would I find peace?
Though if I should wake still would I find no peace,
For my waking is an epilogue
To dreams that shun interpretation
Which, in the interpreting, would give peace
Or some piece thereof, for they are of peace
Or if not of peace, of that which would lead to peace
If their meaning could be deciphered.
Would that I had means to devise their meaning
Or else dreamt of plain peace (a mean yet pleasant tease)
Or slept in the peace of dreamlessness
Or died, and found eternal peace -
Would that my soul rest.
Chide me as a child,
For foolish as a child I am
Or chide me not
For though a fool, I am a man
And possess that manner which maketh man
And e'en deeper still, the manor of my keeping
Wherein I'm kept, but can not rest
Or rest a while, but can not keep from restlessness.
Therefore, I beg thee bring me peace
Or death, or dreamless sleep
Or bring me nothing save thyself
My company to keep.

Void

I wandered for four days
Expecting to find in my route
The root of my cares
But having left my cares
I could not find their cause
And in due course I returned
To find them waiting in the old places
Silent, begrudging
Grown strong in my absence
And I wept in fear and sorrow
And wished I had never returned
Or, worse still, had never left.
For while some men walk
With the weight of the world to break their back
The burden upon my shoulders is more plainly seen;
It is my head.
That which I yearn for most
I spurn on reception
Or make deception
And imply that I had no want of it
Or I make no such act and show my want
And repulse it with my yearning.
So spurn me, for I crave your ear
Or your embrace, or praise, or love
And that which has naught but empty space
Would take all given
And being wanting for all
Want all in sight
And this being true
My path avoid
For you would find
My head
And heart
And soul
All void.

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Romance In Tragedy

Memories
Burning so deep inside of me
Slicing, ripping
Singing the saddest song
And stealing from me my sleep
How many times I’ve watched
The nights surrender to the day
How many tears I’ve shed to failure
A lake I am sure
Compared to those shed for joy

Indiscretion drove you to this loveless state
Your passion, your love has faded to black
A walking coma you feel no adoration
For this I will never be sorry enough
I want to punish myself the only way I know how
But seeing you is a punishment I can’t handle
Knowing what I’ve done
What I’ve lost
Only a fool could do such a thing

To have you once more
Is a treasure I would die for
To feel your delicate touch
To gaze into those fragile eyes
To inhale your aromatic scent
My senses yearn for your arousal
To taste your love
My mind drinks you deep
Flow into me
Flow through me
Take my heart for it’s all I have to give

So much have I learned
Never to repeat my mistakes
You have left me empty, cold and delusional

False hopes and dreams are all I cling to
That one day you shall return
And our flames will rise again
Higher than ever before
We would embrace
Our loves would connect once more
A lustful passion
Your lips on mine
We could love away the night
And finish in each others arms
Lying on a dew soaked morning grass
To watch the twilight give birth to the sun
A joy I shall not again know
But I will lie in wait forever
As you once did for me

Even if you never find your way back to me
I will die with love in my heart
And the memories of your beauty
I know how much they hurt
But I know that to give them up
Would be to turn my back
On you, on myself, and all we once had
These ten years too few
These ten years I can never have again

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A Night in the London Dungeons

Behind a dungeon cell door, tight
Three men had been imprisoned for the night
And amongst themselves they argued and fought
Without giving the peace of others a thought
And so the gaoler came, a mad rage in his eyes
To seek why, from his sleep, he did rise
“Well,” said he to those gaoled three
“Which was it who awakened me?
Who performed such folly behind key and lock?
Whose head will I promise to the chopping block?”
The three behind bars turned all pale and wan
They knew the promise would be kept by this man
And so the first, with discordant voice, spoke:
“Not I” cried he, “’twas these unruly folk.
These course peasants that share my cell
Gaoler! Look to their faces, can you not tell?”
Such was the disgrace in the prisoner’s claim
That his cellmate, in protest, did exclaim:
“Yes, gaoler, look to my face
And tell me, does it belong in this place?
Nay, say I, ‘tis one virtues and pure
As is yours, and your fellows, I’m sure”
Yet then, with his face dim, he pointed darkly
To the third member of his ill-fated party
“But that man,” he whispered, with a sinister grin,
“They say that God himself despises him.”
And all eyes turned to that last man
Whose fate now lay in the gaoler’s hands
With eyes closed and voice calm he spake:
“Tell me, gaoler, how many lies will you take?
These two men with whom I’m confined
Have tried to play a merry game with your mind.
‘Twas them that had disconcerted thee
And now they try to put the blame on me.
Don’t be fooled by their malicious words
I’m sure it’s not the first deception you’ve heard”
The other two, enraged and with voices vicious
Screamed that the third’s words were fictitious
And the third replied with words calm and few
But each was well placed and struck true.
Finally the gaoler’s face turned cruel and gruff
“Quiet,” he bellowed “I’ve heard enough.
I’m certain the chopping block will be filled with glee
When I tell it, it won’t have one head, but three.”
And with a stark laugh the gaoler left
The three men lay in their cell, bereft
Of hope and joy, and just left with sorrow
For their lives would be taken tomorrow.




Fading

I saw the lights shining all about me, brighter than the stars and more beautiful,
Blazing in the dark like beacons of hope in a dark, dismal sea of despair.
Their ferocious light shone on my heart, filling it with a joyous wonder
And extinguishing the despondency that had bewitched me before.
Oh heaven-sent light of lights, oh beauteous Elysian blaze-
But wait, the lights were no longer that awe-inspiring blaze
That had so delighted my body and gladdened my soul.
Rather they had become just slightly less brilliant;
Faded images of what they had been before.
They still shone like angelic clouds in the dark,
But it wasn’t long before those clouds too
Began to dwindle into shadows.
Darkness was clawing at my hope
Taking command of my soul.
The lights shone one last time
Then faded away
Until they were
Nothing more.
Nothing...
More.

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*winkey smiley here*

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metalhead226 I love your writing.
Really good.

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Does anybody else ever write somthing that, as they are writing it, think it's totally GREAT only to go back and, alas, realise that it actually really sucks?

I've written but a single "poem? song?" that I can bear to look back on.

Perhaps it simply means that I'm a terrible writer.


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@ Delirium - Thanks :)
@ Gordy - Pretty much any time I write anything.
@ Sonic Arctitect and Ihsiin - Thanks for sharing :)

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Dichtstuk zonder strofen

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not everyone likes my minimalistic poems.


Sun Jul 15, 2007 9:45 am
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Gordy wrote:
Does anybody else ever write somthing that, as they are writing it, think it's totally GREAT only to go back and, alas, realise that it actually really sucks?

I've written but a single "poem? song?" that I can bear to look back on.

Perhaps it simply means that I'm a terrible writer.


They say one persons trash is another's treasure :) Thats my outlook with anything I do in the arts. I think all my stuff blows be it in the sound department, written stuff, or my digital creations/manipulations...but somehow there are people out there that like it.

also...I don't really do this stuff for others...it is all my therapy...I just put it out there in hopes somebody might benefit from it in some way or be inspired or some such thing.

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Sun Jul 15, 2007 3:26 pm
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Gordy wrote:
Does anybody else ever write somthing that, as they are writing it, think it's totally GREAT only to go back and, alas, realise that it actually really sucks?


Oh yes, all the time.
It's generally because of that one line that you remember agonizing over for ages, and every time you read it you remember it's difficult birth.
Other people don't seem to notice, though.

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Untiled

PROLOGE-auskums, tumsa, bailes, kas vēl?

I try reach answers
I try aprouch quastens
In dredfull solitude
When doomed autumn came

I try to reach my self
I try to fel my self
I try to see my self
In that mirror where was my dying bride

Life is crsiatl mascarade
I know it and I die
I die for lonly
And someone cry crsiatl tears
And love was carved in stone

I feel my self
I see my self
I hear my self...in diferent reality

EPILOGE - Skumjas pusnaktī, un nemiers manī
skumjas dienas vidū, un nāve manī!


Two River Solitude

Something deep
Comes from past
Its those lonley memoroes
Where one soul try aprouch ... otherside

Leaves are dancing in the sky
Im try to see but I cant
Just like nobody cant see my plainness
in place where I see two river solitude

I saw it twice
And pain cover my eyes whit ice
Beacuse one soul try o unite
Whit Two River Solitude

Under Frozen Laqndscapes

Under Frozen landscapes
Eart dream About Centuries
Before shattered nymph kissed flowers
Of cold existence

Under Frozen Landscapes
Some souls still hideing
Of ounknown reality
Of experments

Under frozen landscapes
watter are graveyard requiem
Of forgoten times
When Rose sleep whit mayhem

Under frozen landscapes
Life are eternal circle-sufferinng and pain!!

Yes i know its cheesy but thats the way how I feel when I wrote them

PS sorry for my english

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All my writing it's ni Spanish, to translate it would lose part of itself. Anyway, you can check mi blog if you speak your Spanish. :D


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Similar problem here. Well, most lyrics and poems are in English, but I've been writing some prose projects recently which are all in German. Anyway, I just wrote a new text today and I'm still at the place that "inspired" me. Everything inside the lines just had to be said finally. I chose the title spontaneously, and even though it may seem a little too striking (and I might change it later on), it perfectly reflects the emotional perception that I have at the moment.



this place gets me down
(14.08.2007)

left here to let go of hope
there’s no peace around this place
every hour tightens the rope
as I’m wasting days and days

charity so rarely found
ant-like bipeds with no face
anti-help from soulless hounds
to make me waste those days and days
and days

24 then 30 and 12
countless days to waste myself
all energy and passion drained
limbs of the heart so tightly chained

undercurrents of torment
make sure I remain insane

give me music, give me talks
give me purifying walks
give me what is left to give
and then just let me cease to live

beauty lurks behind the corners
exposed to mock me and my mind
tied to this ill-woven web
to shield desires of different kind

this is hypothetical
turning away from what’s real
still slave to the physical
the itching of distrust I feel

hidden behind utter boredom
yet flooding my pores with pain
undercurrents of torment
make sure I remain insane.



(c) d.

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Here's something I wrote for my band. It's called "Fairytale Of Life"

Come see the pain of our modern day society
Come see the hate of our modern day society
Come see the filth of our modern day society
Brought upon by organized religion

Ignorance is a common thing in our world
A mistake and all turn their heads the other way
A success and everyone takes credit
Genocides are allowed by few penstrokes on a piece of paper

The children of tomorrow will inherit the earth
The children of tomorrow will inherit the problems
Caused by the children of yesterday

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Another one, without a title.

Behold the throne of lies
Where you have been placed
Accused of speaking the truth
And provoking authorities

You shall be senteced
For your revolutionary actions

On your judgment day
The sky will be red as fire
Like a thousand burning crosses
The blood shall flow in rivers
Through the land
To remind us of your lies

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i wrote this one the other night while i was alone. i'm never happy with what i write and i think its a bit too generic doom, but i'll write it here because i need to stop being so shy. it hasnt got a title either

in solitude all is internal
destitute of outside bias
an elysium or oblivion?
this is where i belong

comfort lost
in a now stale place
what will become of me?
endless isolation

devoid of emotion
and dead to the world

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I like it. The last line reminds me of a Marilyn Manson song though :p

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Nothing spectacular, but something I wrote in a few minutes in the middle of the night, obviously not in the best of moods...

Why do I go on living?
With my purpose in life coldly snatched away,
and my spirit has died in this bodies decay!
where do I go from here?
I'm almost reduced to a shell,
carving scenes of the past on the walls of my cell in hell...
But I have found a pathway out of the cold's reign,
through the devil's eye with the vehical of death at my side I'll sustain,
pass the valor of the living I'll remain...


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Biker/ Savage/ Drug Addict

Biker/ Savage/ Drug Addict
Biker/ Savage/ Drug Addict
Biker/ Savage/ Drug Addict
Here he comes!

Biker/ Savage/ Drug Addict
Biker/ Savage/ Drug Addict
Biker/ Savage/ Drug Addict
Here he comes!

oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi

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My English grammar is pure shite.


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That's a cool piece of writing, Evoked. :cool:

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