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Keybearer00

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Okay I write it, anbody else write poems?
If so please post some
Oh and feel free to critasize and clap at mine.

I Love You
A poem By Malakii


I said I loved you
You asked how much
So I dug out my soul to show you
I presented it on a silver plate
But it impressed you not
So I tore the moon from the skies
And gave it to you
But it impressed you not
I ripped the Heavens down to Earth
I let the Angels die to please you
But it impressed you not
I said I loved you
And you just turned your head
I could just give up now
But I’d rather hurt myself instead
Trying to please you
Trying to get you to give it a chance
But you just turn away
I said that I loved you
And you wanted proof
So I cut my wrists and gave you blood
You still weren’t satisfied
So I gave you my life
And still you wanted more
I drained myself ‘till there was nothing left
Except my Heart
It still would beat and keep me alive
But you wanted more
So I tore my Heart out
The thing that kept me alive
I thought I could live with only you
But I thought wrong
I presented my Heart to you
It still would beat and burn for your love
But you gave it none
You took it and smashed it
It shattered into pieces
Oh so small
I laid on the floor
On the floor bleeding to Death
It came and took me away
And alas it impressed you not






















What Destiny Holds
A Poem By Malakii

What will your future be?
Will Darkness have its way?
Or will you have Light as your guide?
No one can ever tell for sure
What Destiny holds
Will you turn into the twilit night?
Or will you watch the sun rise?
Will you walk the road at Dusk?
Or will you journey be at Dawn?
Will the crossroads lead you to Greatness?
Or Despair?
Shall you choose to fight?
Or will you hide from your Fate?
Will Destiny ever tell us what it holds?
Will you question?
Or will you accept?
Will you choose to follow?
Or will you lead?
Will you lie down and die?
Or will you rise up and try?
Will you shape you Destiny?
Or will you let It choose?
Will you fall?
Or will you fly?
So what does Destiny hold for you?
Will you ever know?
Will you stay and wonder?
Or will you get up and go?
What does Destiny hold for you, my friend?
Is it a Dream?
Or just fainted Reality?
So again I ask, what does Destiny hold for you?















The Death of My Love
A Poem by Malakii

My love
How long has it been?
Since the last time I welcomed you
With open arms
And a warm smile?
It has felt like eons
And I have come to say
“Yes It is dead”
I have begun to realize
That without her
There is no point
In believing in such
Fairytales
Just to pacify myself
I used to tell myself
“It will come again”
But I was wrong
For without her there
Is no Life
There is no Love
It has all long died
Those many years ago
But still I can’t
Forget
The pain
The sorrow
The brutal realization
That all of it was a lie
You have one chance at
True Happiness
And I let mine slip away
From me
Oh so long ago
But the scars
Still remain
To remind me
That she is
Long gone and never to return
Oh! What a sick joke
How you take Love for granted
And hand it out like a Disease
How all of you
Think you know
But still you remain
Blind
Lifeless
Cold
Never knowing the Truth
I
Have felt
The true Happiness
And yet I was too weak to
Say what I wanted
What I needed
I should have ran
To her
But instead I stayed and
Followed your teachings
Of false Hopes
Of finding the one later
I found her long ago
And I left
I let my Love die
I let it go
I thought you were right
And so I bury my Love
I bury it deep inside
Deep inside this world
This world
So fake and untrue
And so my soul crumbles like the rocks into
The sea
The sea
The sea
Into the sea my soul falls
I let it slip through my fingers
And now I Cry
I
Fall



















Vampires
A Poem By Malakii

I crawled through
Your window
And saw you lying
On you bed
Your soft white
Skin blending with the sheets of
Your bed
You hair black
Black as my pitch
Dark soul
Oh! Maiden
So beautiful
So pure and holy
Oh! Maiden so teary
Eyed as I grasped your shoulders
Oh! Forgive me
Maiden Oh so pure
As I feed
I feel your milky soft
Skin
As I press my teeth
Against
Your flesh
I feel your warm blood fill
My mouth
Oh so warm
Then I stop
In utter disarray
You lie
You are no pure Maiden
But a She-Devil
I spit your black blood
Onto the floor
I let your body go
I watch you
Fall into the abyss
The fires
Of Hell burn
Your beautiful skin
And I see your true
Form
Your true self
You are the figure of Hate
You are Malice
You are a wretched
Being
You make me sick
You are no Maiden
You are a She-Devil
Sent to change
And destroy me
You are
The world to
Me
And that’s what makes me
What I am









































Crossroads
A Poem By Malakii


As I wander
Down this road
I come to were
It splits
Into two
I stand
And I ponder
Of which Road
Shall I take
Shall I take the Road
That leads into
The Night
Or the one that leads to day?
I sit longer and ponder the outcome
Of the two
If I take the Night Road
I shall be granted a power
A power oh so terrible
But at the cost of
My mortality
And if you think
That it would be great
To live forever
You are so wrong
I would have to live with all my pains
And all my mistakes
I would have to watch my
Loved ones die
I would have to stay here
For eternity
But still
If I take
The Road
To Day I most
Definitely
Have to change my ways
I would have to live
Like a Lamb
And let the Lion
Push me around
I would have to turn the other
Cheek and take your
Insults
But I would be rewarded
With a seat in Heaven
Right next to the Angels
So still I sit here at the Crossroads
Wandering which to take
And I will sit until I make
My decision
Of what to give to
Gain
And what to lose
To your pitiful
Game
 

stephaknee

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LOLOL!! That is all I have to say. There's so many things wrong with it I couldn't possibly know where to start.
 

billabong

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Meh, there's never anything quite wrong with poetry. I mean, a poem can be idiotic but it's not wrong. This one's living proof.
 

stephaknee

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billabong13 said:
Meh, there's never anything quite wrong with poetry. I mean, a poem can be idiotic but it's not wrong. This one's living proof.

Not really, though anything could be made into a poem, it should be structured. Meaning seperation into stanzas, syllabic, rhyme schemes (yes I know poems don't have to rhyme, but it adds effect). Poetry should not just be words seperated into lines. It's about describing something, and a lot of people, teens especially, overuse words to describe things in their poem and the meaning is lost.

Not to mention they were badly written.
 

billabong

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I'll have to agree with you about the structure. In these poems, it's just a few words and random line endings.

Like
This isn't so
Cool You
Know?
 

billabong

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Instead of Books, it should just be renamed "Literature." It'd make it a more broad section, seeing as to how it doesn't have as many threads as some of the others.
 

Angel X

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Oh, yes, here's one of my own:

here's a very long one of mine...so be prepared...


I went to a party mom,I remember what you said
You told me not to drink, mom, so I drank soda instead
I really felt proud inside, mom, the way you said I would
I didnt drink and drive, mom, even though the others said I should
I know I did the right thing, mom, I know you are always right
now the party is finally ending, mom, as everyone is driving out of sight
as I got into my car, mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece
because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet
I started to drive away, mom, but as I pulled out into the road
the othercar didnt see me, mom, and hit me like a load
and I lay there on the pavement,mom, I hear the policeman say
the other guy is drunk, mom, and now im the one who will pay
I'm lying here dying, mom, I wish you'd get here soon...
how could this happento me, mom? My life just burst like balloon
there is blood all around me, mom, and most of it is mine
I hear the medic say, mom, I'll die in a short time
I just wanted to tell you, mom, I swear I didnt drink
it was the others, mom, the others didn't think
he was probably at the same party as I
the only difference is, he drank and I will die
why do people drink,mom? It can ruin your whole life
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife
the guy who hit me is walking, mom, and I dont think it's fair
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare
tell my brother not to cry, mom. Tell daddy to be brave
and when I go to heaven, mom, put "daddy's girl" on my grave
someone should of told him, mom, not to drink and drive
if only they told him, mom, I would still be alive
my breath is getting shorter, mom, I'm becoming very scared
please dont cry for me, mom, when I need you, you were always there
I have one last question, mom, before I say g'bye
I didnt drink and drive, mom, so why am I the one to die??
 

billabong

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kairigirl said:
Poetry books are still allowed there. :/ This though is poetry written by this person. If we put literature we might as well invite the FanFic people to put stuff over here. Bah.
Oh, good point. But then again, they already have their own section. It'd still be seperate from the Literature section (if there was one), just like Debate and Intel are still seperate. (although it's funny, I see more debate in Intel than I do in Debate)
 

chaywa

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Meh, might as well my post my latest poem here, although none of you have read my poetry before, i consider it rather dark:

A Message from God to Humanity – Losing My Religion

Would you listen even when I told you?
What on earth was I to say?
Should I make you stop what you’re doing?
Or make myself go away?

I can’t take the pressure anymore,
All life is crumbling away
Your actions are causing annihilation
And you’re doing it everyday

I thought you would be perfect
A happy mixture of difference
But my creation is ruined
I have now lost my omnibenevolence

You all seem to defy me
I have done nothing to you
I even gave you the power to live
I am the creator and that is the truth

It’s not my duty to be there
For all of you to need me
Although your lack of motivation
Suggests that I am the only one who believes

So put down your guns,
Put down your oil and end this silly feud,
I can’t continue to control,
So I’m handing control over to you

Your life is now in your hands
What else is there to say?
I can’t stop what you are doing
So quite simply, I’m going away.

Chris Hayward
 
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