You devastate this land of mine,
Where breeze used to touch the rose petals.
On this field of my innosence
You took away the cloudy days,
On this desolated field no rain will fall,
No sun will shine,
Those soft petals are dry now
On this field of mine.
But yours,
You grow your Oleander and Ivy,
Your poisonous land as your twisted mind,
You stole water to dry mine,
I see your Oleander now,
Beautiful and gentle as my rose is never going to be,
Poisonous but never meant to cure me.
Where breeze used to touch the rose petals.
On this field of my innosence
You took away the cloudy days,
On this desolated field no rain will fall,
No sun will shine,
Those soft petals are dry now
On this field of mine.
But yours,
You grow your Oleander and Ivy,
Your poisonous land as your twisted mind,
You stole water to dry mine,
I see your Oleander now,
Beautiful and gentle as my rose is never going to be,
Poisonous but never meant to cure me.
A woman's life is a rose.
Each petal containing a portion of life.
The diligent journey wil be perfect.
As you live, your rose grows weaker.
Your enduring patience has been spent; your rose is wilting.
The many years yearning for unity has ceased.
The whispering kingdom is worth all yor strength.
God will welcome you with kindly eyes.
Your sacred rose will live on.
A woman's life is a rose.
By: Arylynn10
and it said it has to be longer to be an article so, blah,blah,blah,blah,blah,blah
Each petal containing a portion of life.
The diligent journey wil be perfect.
As you live, your rose grows weaker.
Your enduring patience has been spent; your rose is wilting.
The many years yearning for unity has ceased.
The whispering kingdom is worth all yor strength.
God will welcome you with kindly eyes.
Your sacred rose will live on.
A woman's life is a rose.
By: Arylynn10
and it said it has to be longer to be an article so, blah,blah,blah,blah,blah,blah
Love felt like a warm cookie.
But as you can see,
It wasn't like that as much to me..
It was just black, like his soul..
I noticed how he said 'hot',
Instead of calling me beautiful.
He gave me hugs,
But it wasn't enough.
I thought he felt our love was like a drug,
But I was wrong.
He thought it was just all about kisses and
Thinkin' about sex.
He even talked about his old ex.
Love is poison..
I asked him if he loved me,
But he said 'Yea' instead of
'I love you more than anything'.
That hurt to hear said be..
Love is poison..
I guess all that hugs and kisses were a lie.
But why?
Did he think it's better if I die?
I'm pretty sure he wouldn't say the truth,
Just a lie..
Love is poison..
But as you can see,
It wasn't like that as much to me..
It was just black, like his soul..
I noticed how he said 'hot',
Instead of calling me beautiful.
He gave me hugs,
But it wasn't enough.
I thought he felt our love was like a drug,
But I was wrong.
He thought it was just all about kisses and
Thinkin' about sex.
He even talked about his old ex.
Love is poison..
I asked him if he loved me,
But he said 'Yea' instead of
'I love you more than anything'.
That hurt to hear said be..
Love is poison..
I guess all that hugs and kisses were a lie.
But why?
Did he think it's better if I die?
I'm pretty sure he wouldn't say the truth,
Just a lie..
Love is poison..
In the tremors of despair
You see your life's fading away.
Now it seems like you've always known
that life you have will always be the path of thorns,
You've seen it, oh, you have seen it long ago
In the depths of your eyes.
Dark has never been so silent,
While the steps of death are too loud,
So dreadful for the hope that expires slowly.
These moments of sorrow extinguished you,
Harrowing your mind, only the dark were there,
Misery and lonely death were calling your name.
Why is death so painful for others,
Yours has always been present,
In your thoughts, In your absence,
In this sadnees, in despair.
Your being is wrapped by blackness,
into the depths of your tainted mind
it took roots, crawling inside,
feeding with the fears that are buried
into nothingness ( the depth of your eyes).
You see your life's fading away.
Now it seems like you've always known
that life you have will always be the path of thorns,
You've seen it, oh, you have seen it long ago
In the depths of your eyes.
Dark has never been so silent,
While the steps of death are too loud,
So dreadful for the hope that expires slowly.
These moments of sorrow extinguished you,
Harrowing your mind, only the dark were there,
Misery and lonely death were calling your name.
Why is death so painful for others,
Yours has always been present,
In your thoughts, In your absence,
In this sadnees, in despair.
Your being is wrapped by blackness,
into the depths of your tainted mind
it took roots, crawling inside,
feeding with the fears that are buried
into nothingness ( the depth of your eyes).
You are so young but like the stars you are so old/ your perfection is bitter and leaves me cold/ but when I feel alone and my soul can feel down I reach to the sky and hear your sound/ and you beauty fills the sky and eventually i'll drown in your sweet smell that fills air all around/ you twinkle and shine just like a star and both of you grow far from the ground/ so, distances don't matter/ for what does beauty count? I'll never hold you and thats all I kno, beware the rain and beware the snow and beware the man we all thought we'd kno ~ Miguel, i'll always love you... No matter what. So much
Sweet and innocence
Filled with hidden rage
Going swimming with her
Will be the you're life's last stage
Little girl from a past life
Was bullied and harmed by mean girls
Drowning and returning was the beginning of her strife
Poor little girl by the pond and flowers
Wanted a friend so badly
But she sits alone or swims for hours.
Her deepest darkest secrets
Revealed in the end
Oh why and why
Does she kill her new friends?
Her horrid rage and attitude
Left alone in a sloth
Within deep sleep and solitude
Her life didn't end like a fairytale
But it ended in the bottom of a lake
This tale of this little girl
Will end in heartbreak.
Filled with hidden rage
Going swimming with her
Will be the you're life's last stage
Little girl from a past life
Was bullied and harmed by mean girls
Drowning and returning was the beginning of her strife
Poor little girl by the pond and flowers
Wanted a friend so badly
But she sits alone or swims for hours.
Her deepest darkest secrets
Revealed in the end
Oh why and why
Does she kill her new friends?
Her horrid rage and attitude
Left alone in a sloth
Within deep sleep and solitude
Her life didn't end like a fairytale
But it ended in the bottom of a lake
This tale of this little girl
Will end in heartbreak.
In this night
composed of beads
sprinkled of the memories
and remembrance of
the days that sill live
in the hearts of sorrow.
In this night
I search for one soul
who can understand my thoughts,
in this night I whisper...
Your name like a blessing,
your hug like a consolation.
In this night,
magic is real,
weakness of the past
has been stopped by
this moment of fidelity,
this moment belongs to us.
Make my demons go away,
I know,
you're the only one,
the only one who can stop
the pain.
Beads are sprinkled all over,
this beads of past,
rolling to the floor
to my foot
just to remind me,
just to punish me
for the days when my strength
was gone,
when I was gone,
burried by the thoughts
of darkness and grief.
But this night belongs to
magic,
the magic of your presence,
this night will forgive my
weakness,
so I shall forgive,
I will pick these beads
and I will be free,
fear won't find me,
the nigh will forgive me.
composed of beads
sprinkled of the memories
and remembrance of
the days that sill live
in the hearts of sorrow.
In this night
I search for one soul
who can understand my thoughts,
in this night I whisper...
Your name like a blessing,
your hug like a consolation.
In this night,
magic is real,
weakness of the past
has been stopped by
this moment of fidelity,
this moment belongs to us.
Make my demons go away,
I know,
you're the only one,
the only one who can stop
the pain.
Beads are sprinkled all over,
this beads of past,
rolling to the floor
to my foot
just to remind me,
just to punish me
for the days when my strength
was gone,
when I was gone,
burried by the thoughts
of darkness and grief.
But this night belongs to
magic,
the magic of your presence,
this night will forgive my
weakness,
so I shall forgive,
I will pick these beads
and I will be free,
fear won't find me,
the nigh will forgive me.
I can't believe
That u're gone.
I can't believe
U've moved on.
You said I'm
The only one,
But now
She's the 1.
U said u love me,
U wanted to marry me.
But now u're gone
U've moved on.
How do u expect me
To move on without u.
U're my sunshine
My only smile,
But now u're gone
U've carried on.
Without me.
U've closed the door,
U broke my heart
Into pieces no 1 can fix.
Please come back
And be mine forever.
Please fix my heart
So I can be free.
There's someone out there
Who'll want me soon.
But I'll run back only to find
U don't want me
U've moved on without me.
I want to hear u say
U love me again
So I won't be scared
Like I'm right now.
Please turn around
I'm waiting behind u
For u to come back
And be mine again.
That u're gone.
I can't believe
U've moved on.
You said I'm
The only one,
But now
She's the 1.
U said u love me,
U wanted to marry me.
But now u're gone
U've moved on.
How do u expect me
To move on without u.
U're my sunshine
My only smile,
But now u're gone
U've carried on.
Without me.
U've closed the door,
U broke my heart
Into pieces no 1 can fix.
Please come back
And be mine forever.
Please fix my heart
So I can be free.
There's someone out there
Who'll want me soon.
But I'll run back only to find
U don't want me
U've moved on without me.
I want to hear u say
U love me again
So I won't be scared
Like I'm right now.
Please turn around
I'm waiting behind u
For u to come back
And be mine again.
A beginning & an end
Death is a friend or a fiend
Life can be dark and cold as the deepest depth of the mighty oceans
And dangerous as a threatened wolf in her forest.
Our minds are the blessing of a curse
What is real?
Do we feel?
Are we drones of our own creations?
An end shall come to this nation
A new age is drawing near
The old ones will die
Perhaps in vain or insane
Its death will deliver our rebirth
Of illumination
The extinction of the selfish & violent ones will seal our survival
The future is our revival
when you wish upon a star
it doesn't matter where you are.
two stargazers, up at night,
seem close beneath the faint starlight.
space makes miles seem quite small
when light-years stretch between it all;
but distance is hard to breach,
thus putting you just out of reach.
til the land touches the sky,
we still remain just you and i...
but for tonight we can be,
just wish upon a star with me.
~an original poem by me~
~check out more of my poetry and writing at quotev.com/sliverofstarlight~
it doesn't matter where you are.
two stargazers, up at night,
seem close beneath the faint starlight.
space makes miles seem quite small
when light-years stretch between it all;
but distance is hard to breach,
thus putting you just out of reach.
til the land touches the sky,
we still remain just you and i...
but for tonight we can be,
just wish upon a star with me.
~an original poem by me~
~check out more of my poetry and writing at quotev.com/sliverofstarlight~
OF
RUST
do you breathe the name
of your saviour in your hour of need
and taste the blame
if the flavour should remind you of greed
of implication, insinuation and ill will
till' you cannot lie still
in all this turmoil
before red cape and foil
come closing in for a kill
come feed the rain
’cause i'm thirsty for your love
dancing underneath the skies of lust
yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your love my life
ain't nothing but this carnival of rust
it's all a game, avoiding failure
when true colors will bleed
all in the name of misbehaviour
and the things we don't need
i lust for after no disaster can touch
touch us anymore
and more than ever
i hope to never fall, where enough
is not the same it was before
don't walk away, don't walk away
when the world is burning
don't walk away, don't walk away
when my heart is yearning
As the present goes on and the past follows behind
I long for the unexpected future in which I hope
That my life will be better is what I wish in my mind
Even though I wish for the future now
But I must ask myself
Will I want my future when it comes and how
When it comes will I long for the unexpected
These questions are but shall be awnsered in time
Keep the past gone and keep the future just that
A time unkown and knowing it should be a crime
For we should wait and see what happens
For if we know we could alter our fate
The End
I long for the unexpected future in which I hope
That my life will be better is what I wish in my mind
Even though I wish for the future now
But I must ask myself
Will I want my future when it comes and how
When it comes will I long for the unexpected
These questions are but shall be awnsered in time
Keep the past gone and keep the future just that
A time unkown and knowing it should be a crime
For we should wait and see what happens
For if we know we could alter our fate
The End
By Alucard Steiner
___________________
The river to hell,
The river to eternity,
The river to pain,
The river to beginning,
With the ferryman's boat made of bones.
The water of flames that look so cold.
The moans of pain, which you'll soon join.
The wicked laugh of the ferryman, who knows of your eternity.
The howls of a beast, that makes warriors flee.
The river to the end,
The river to the beginning,
The river of blood, this river of pain,
leads you to the dog, the beast in chains.
The river moves slow, pulling you deeper in.
The end of you life opens the gates of hell.
To flow down the river of Styx,
This will be your own personal hell.
You wish for safety, but you meet the beast.
The dog of three heads, that brings you to your knees.
You desire to run, but you can never flee.
The boat floats through the gate, to the beginning to your eternity.
Your eternity that ended,
At the river of Styx.
~
___________________
The river to hell,
The river to eternity,
The river to pain,
The river to beginning,
With the ferryman's boat made of bones.
The water of flames that look so cold.
The moans of pain, which you'll soon join.
The wicked laugh of the ferryman, who knows of your eternity.
The howls of a beast, that makes warriors flee.
The river to the end,
The river to the beginning,
The river of blood, this river of pain,
leads you to the dog, the beast in chains.
The river moves slow, pulling you deeper in.
The end of you life opens the gates of hell.
To flow down the river of Styx,
This will be your own personal hell.
You wish for safety, but you meet the beast.
The dog of three heads, that brings you to your knees.
You desire to run, but you can never flee.
The boat floats through the gate, to the beginning to your eternity.
Your eternity that ended,
At the river of Styx.
~
the world........
I lie awake thinking.
Where is the better tomorrow?
Why do we always find it at an instant too late?
How is it that the earth can misjudge it's caretaker's so carelessly?
Due to days like this, I can see now why Pandora shut the box.
It's a macabre assult we have just trying to live through one day.
Every hour is as excrutiating as the second.
All of the dances, composed by life and death, are filled with taunting, torturous reminders of what is yet to come.
We can't all catch a lucky break, we can only grin and bear it.
There is a black cloud which coveres the already shrouded eyes of our madness.
Will I be able to see that tomorrow when all hope is gone and no one will hold out a hand for me?
....as we live it...
Penetrates
At the core
Of my wounded heart,
Swallowing
These tears
Of my bitter decline.
I reach to touch
Your atrocity
Once again,
Feeding this nameless fear
That pervade my weakened body;
Elaborating agitation
As intense as
Masochistic orgasm;
Pulling me down
Into my deepest despair,
With those eyes of pure lust
You make me kneel
Before ominous desires of thine,
Lurking this prey
Before your very eyes,
Penetrating
As gentle as
Incoming dawn;
Burning at my torrid skin,
You would love to
Tear me open,
Leaving me down
With my bleeding heart,
You walk away
For aye vile.
This is a poem that i wrote. I was bored and tired of being treated different just 'cause i like being myself and not someone else. Anyways heres it is:
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because you don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what you call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because you don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what you call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
