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Not likely, sadly, my poems lack the depth Chosen's have.
Loved the first. Liked the second.
Though you really do have quite the gift. I think the imagery and symbolism and such for No. 1 were all, like, cool. . . . .and stuff. . . . . .
Though you really do have quite the gift. I think the imagery and symbolism and such for No. 1 were all, like, cool. . . . .and stuff. . . . . .
Yay! Chosen read my poems! *dances*
i used to write a lot of poems similar to the first, I have a thing for love and connecting them to battles and stuff.
i used to write a lot of poems similar to the first, I have a thing for love and connecting them to battles and stuff.
I have a thing for love and people being very very unhappy. . . ..
I noticed, its probably why I love your poems so much.
I liked the first one more than the second, but both were really good.
Blew any of mine out of the water. . .but that's not hard to do considering mine were just my emotions and thoughts, instead of actual poetry. . .
Great job, though.
Blew any of mine out of the water. . .but that's not hard to do considering mine were just my emotions and thoughts, instead of actual poetry. . .
Great job, though.
Yepp. . . . . . . . .it's some good stuff. . . . .. . . . .. .
Yeah, I just wrote it... I know the rhyming is horrible but meh...
Tainted Dreamer
Whispers from shadow voices
They speak to her from unknown origins.
Filling her with so many different choices
Together the inner voice is deafening.
The girl clings onto herself.
The fear they bring echoing,
Resonating everywhere, reaching her very core.
To destroy, to shatter her until there's nothing more.
Her own imagination turns into an enemy,
Flashes of blood and loss,
She cries out to the world within,
"Is anyone willing to defend me?"
To be free from doubt,
To be willing to love unconditionally,
Isn't this what life is about?
Or is this really too much to ask of from a dream?
She used to be a dreamer.
Shaping them to the way it should be.
But what of when she loses control?
What of when the dreams decide to take hold?
From dreams of love and serenity,
To dreams born of hatred and war.
Our dreamer will no longer escape to her dreams for security,
Evermore.
Tainted Dreamer
Whispers from shadow voices
They speak to her from unknown origins.
Filling her with so many different choices
Together the inner voice is deafening.
The girl clings onto herself.
The fear they bring echoing,
Resonating everywhere, reaching her very core.
To destroy, to shatter her until there's nothing more.
Her own imagination turns into an enemy,
Flashes of blood and loss,
She cries out to the world within,
"Is anyone willing to defend me?"
To be free from doubt,
To be willing to love unconditionally,
Isn't this what life is about?
Or is this really too much to ask of from a dream?
She used to be a dreamer.
Shaping them to the way it should be.
But what of when she loses control?
What of when the dreams decide to take hold?
From dreams of love and serenity,
To dreams born of hatred and war.
Our dreamer will no longer escape to her dreams for security,
Evermore.
That's beautiful. It has a nice air of desperation. . . .
Also doesn't really rhyme but I liked the idea so yeah...
Glass.
Shatter, shatter…
Watch as she shatters.
To the floor.
She breathes no more.
Shatter, shatter,
The girl, she's battered.
Defeated now,
Right down, to her very core,
Patter, patter,
The sound of rain,
Watch as it pours,
Listen to the sound as it hits the drain,
And remember…
No one will save you,
No one will protect you.
You are defeated,
You are forgotten.
Like broken glass,
Nothing more than a danger to those around you,
You will be tossed away.
Shatter, Shatter,
Watch as she shatters.
To the floor,
The girl, she breathes no more.
Glass.
Shatter, shatter…
Watch as she shatters.
To the floor.
She breathes no more.
Shatter, shatter,
The girl, she's battered.
Defeated now,
Right down, to her very core,
Patter, patter,
The sound of rain,
Watch as it pours,
Listen to the sound as it hits the drain,
And remember…
No one will save you,
No one will protect you.
You are defeated,
You are forgotten.
Like broken glass,
Nothing more than a danger to those around you,
You will be tossed away.
Shatter, Shatter,
Watch as she shatters.
To the floor,
The girl, she breathes no more.
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DP, I love your work(and I'm not saying this because I'm your friend because plenty of amateur poets try to go all emo and whatnot but yours are beautiful.) Every line, every paragraph. All these poems some how remind me of inner turmoil but I love it eitherway.
Yay!
Thanks for reading my poems everyone. ^_^
Bluesky-x, are you referring to my most recent poem?
Thanks for reading my poems everyone. ^_^
Bluesky-x, are you referring to my most recent poem?
I'm glad you like it.
I didn't really think it was that good actually, it barely rhymed. XD
I didn't really think it was that good actually, it barely rhymed. XD
It rhymed plenty...
I'll tell you what I told a friend of mine: "You're songs have sex with my emotions!"
I'll tell you what I told a friend of mine: "You're songs have sex with my emotions!"
Yay! I have sex with you... I mean my poems have sex with your emotions.
*sweatdrops*
*sweatdrops*
It's OK that you feel that way, DP...everyone knows I'm irresistable!
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