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xemx

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Ello people! =]
well im gonna keep this post updated with new poems and whatnot.. so make sure you stop bye every now and then.. =] feel free to comment.. and Rep is always a good thing lol




Flashing lights of scary sights bends my body backwards in time.
As haunting memories fill my shattered mind.
Bones that should have broke stay flexible and strong.
To ingest such innocence was his calling.
Falling victim to a crime never spoken of.
Silenced by the question never being answered.
Nightmares now fill dreams,
once happy and unseen.
Reality is nothing more than an illusion.
Still silenced after years.
Because no one seems to care.
Or is it fear that keep me hear.
quiet and unaware.
flashbacks of screaming nights, bring running tears down my cheeks.
Day brake comes and day breaks goes.
no day better than the last .
............to be continued








1-13-09


Its when you do everything you can...
but no one wants to care.
its when you fall, you fall so hard,
and no one's there to pick you back up...
Thats when you pick yourself up,
for the first time in your life you did something for you not them.
so what happens when you crash your self back down?
when you thought you had it all figured out but you didn't.
when you thought that someone would be there when you feel but they weren't.
what happens when you become the super-villain to your super-hero?
your trapped...
this time getting up seems impossible.
that helpless feeling pops back up..
lost, cold, confused, alone ? yeah thats what just happened...
thoughts you wish you never thought,
thoughts to just be gone...be gone for good...
its then that you tell yourself get stronger.
you show all the people that let you fall that you wont stay down.
you wont be walked on.
turn the table from villain it victim.
..............





1-15- 09

Blinded by the lustful light of the sun.
the rays gently rest aginst fair skin.
rain falls slowly down, but not as you shall asume.
fair skin may brake with the wirling winds of winter.
Lost within the darkness of the night,
as the moon lights up silenced eyes.
falling stars match falling hearts,
as rain still falls down slowly, trikeling down fair skin
thunder breaks the silenced whispers of the night.
lighting lights the many paths on wich brittle bones must walk.
 
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Nazo

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well im gonna keep this post updated with new poems and whatnot.. so make sure you stop bye every now and then.. =] feel free to comment.. and Rep is always a good thing lol





Flashing lights of scary sights bends my body backwards in time.
As haunting memories fill my shattered mind.
Bones that should have broke stay flexible and strong.
To ingest such innocence was his calling.
Falling victim to a crime never spoken of.
Silenced by the question never being answered.
Nightmares now fill dreams,
once happy and unseen.
Reality is nothing more than an illusion.
Still silenced after years.
Because no one seems to care.
Or is it fear that keep me hear.
quiet and unaware.
flashbacks of screaming nights, bring running tears down my cheeks.
Day brake comes and day breaks goes.
no day better than the last .
............to be continued


Definately a dark-toned poem, lol. Must say it's good though.
 

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Allow me to take a closer look.

Flashing lights of scary sights bends my body backwards in time.
First off, what does that mean?

As haunting memories fill my shattered mind.
Bones that should have broke stay flexible and strong.

You reacted to mental torment in a way that wasn't expected. Fine, fine.

To ingest such innocence was his calling.
Whose calling?

Falling victim to a crime never spoken of.
Ooh! The narrator has a history with this unknown man, I assume.

Reality is nothing more than an illusion.
Still silenced after years.
The narrator's afraid to tell others?

flashbacks of screaming nights, bring running tears down my cheeks.
Flashbacks bringing an emotional breakdown. Gotcha.

Day brake comes and day breaks goes.
no day better than the last.

A cycle that continues repeating.
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Hmm, it certainly is an odd one. I'd say you left too much in the dark. I'm not sure what happened to the narrator, how the narrator came to that position, or even who that man was. It was just so vague. The language is confusing at some parts too. Overall, I was kind of bored. At one point, I stopped caring about the narrator's story. It began sounding more and more like a rant from an adolescent teenager. Well, there's my opinion.


By the way, does the "to be continued" notice apply to a sequel of that poem, or future poems to come?
 
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