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Here's are two poems I wrote in September.
My Angel,My Demon, My Beloved
If you had wings, you'd be perched on my window sill.
Your sweet face, your sweet smile illuminating the dark night.
The pale white of your skin, contrasts against the dark black of your wings.
You are my angel, my demon, my best friend.
My demon you are, for you tempt me.
To steal into the night, you enchant me.
My angel you are, for you love me.
Together we live, we fight, we dream.
Sweet wings, so warm when you hug me.
Feathers so lightly, they caress.
The pale white that is you, the purity.
The tanned one that is me, the impure.
We cling onto each other.
We depend, we cry, we love.
Together we walk on, supporting the other.
My touch holding on, the touch that changed your white wings to black.
Once white wings, once pure and otherworldly.
Tainted by my darkness, my humanity.
Yet you still choose to remain with me.
You are my angel, my demon, my beloved.
Pillow
I hug my pillow tightly as the tears stream down.
I make a silent promise that this will be the last time.
I'll never dream of you, not if I can help it.
I'll stop thinking of you, force myself to stop it.
A friend you were to me, one I trusted.
But you betrayed me, crushed my self confidence
Took away my hope, invaded my dreams.
Caused me to relive a false world of happiness.
A daydream it was, a fairytale.
You decided then that I was not worth it.
You slammed the breaks down and crushed it.
My Angel,My Demon, My Beloved
If you had wings, you'd be perched on my window sill.
Your sweet face, your sweet smile illuminating the dark night.
The pale white of your skin, contrasts against the dark black of your wings.
You are my angel, my demon, my best friend.
My demon you are, for you tempt me.
To steal into the night, you enchant me.
My angel you are, for you love me.
Together we live, we fight, we dream.
Sweet wings, so warm when you hug me.
Feathers so lightly, they caress.
The pale white that is you, the purity.
The tanned one that is me, the impure.
We cling onto each other.
We depend, we cry, we love.
Together we walk on, supporting the other.
My touch holding on, the touch that changed your white wings to black.
Once white wings, once pure and otherworldly.
Tainted by my darkness, my humanity.
Yet you still choose to remain with me.
You are my angel, my demon, my beloved.
Pillow
I hug my pillow tightly as the tears stream down.
I make a silent promise that this will be the last time.
I'll never dream of you, not if I can help it.
I'll stop thinking of you, force myself to stop it.
A friend you were to me, one I trusted.
But you betrayed me, crushed my self confidence
Took away my hope, invaded my dreams.
Caused me to relive a false world of happiness.
A daydream it was, a fairytale.
You decided then that I was not worth it.
You slammed the breaks down and crushed it.
Thank you for reading them, bluesky-x.
I do like good poems,not the ones we read in school XD lol
Thank you again, bluesky-X.
I really appreciate it. ^_^
But I still need to improve loads, my poetry still isn't that good...
I really appreciate it. ^_^
But I still need to improve loads, my poetry still isn't that good...
M
Miss Murder
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^ If you sell yourself short again ( you are ) I will eat you.
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I <3 the first one.
Second one's good too, but short, and with not as good of a flow or beat.
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I <3 the first one.
Second one's good too, but short, and with not as good of a flow or beat.
*is scared*
I shall not sell myself short, Lycy...
You happen to know the only way to kill me. o.o
The second one was written when I was really really angry and stuff; I'm surprised that it actually made any sense.
First was written towards my best friend, she was being a silly kitten and complaining about not being able to fly. XD
I shall not sell myself short, Lycy...
You happen to know the only way to kill me. o.o
The second one was written when I was really really angry and stuff; I'm surprised that it actually made any sense.
First was written towards my best friend, she was being a silly kitten and complaining about not being able to fly. XD
M
Miss Murder
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Dammit!
Now everyone else knows the one way too.
You weren't supposed to say anything.
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*hugs*
oh well.
Now everyone else knows the one way too.
You weren't supposed to say anything.
=/
*hugs*
oh well.
*hugs*
I doubt any would believe that as the only way to kill me.
Okay.. Will stop spamming up this thread now. XD
I doubt any would believe that as the only way to kill me.
Okay.. Will stop spamming up this thread now. XD
I <3 the first one...the second one is OK...
W00t for DP! W00t for DP!
W00t for DP! W00t for DP!
Thank you, Drollive.
People I want constructive criticism, Lycy is the only one giving me any...
People I want constructive criticism, Lycy is the only one giving me any...
Thanks for reviewing and for the advice people.
Well... Here are three new poems I wrote. The last one is really dark and stuff; kinda reflects my current mood.
Drip, Drip, Drip
Drip, drip, drip
The world is still.
Holding its breath in silence
As tainted blood spills.
Drip, drip, drip
Every drop, a moment is spent
Your life's blood to the outside
Is sent.
Drip, drip, drip.
The drops have slowed.
An eternity it takes
For your chest to rise and fall.
Drip, drip, drip.
The sound now stills.
The world is silent
For tainted blood has been spilled.
Grains of Sand
The trickle of sand seeps through,
Reminding me that my time of payment is almost due.
There are only a few grains left.
My hourglass of a thousand years, a gift.
Stained red grains letter the bottom.
The blood of my foes mingled with my own.
Every moment spent, unforgotten.
The price I paid, a life alone.
Every grain, a single memory.
Every moment embedded within me.
Unable to forget, for that is my curse.
At times I wonder if death could be worse.
Was the price worth the prize?
This question plagues me still.
Did I really need all this time?
I should've been happy with my original fill.
Finally its time, the last grain has fallen.
You've come for me now.
The grains have darkened.
I leave behind my cursed life.
The pleasure is all mine.
Feel free to loath me.
Take pleasure in hating me.
Enjoy tormenting me.
You aren't the only one.
Why bother protecting me?
I don't mean anything.
Why bother loving me?
I'm not worth anything.
Take your time in taunting me.
After all, you've gotten this far.
You've taken the bother to focus on me.
Make sure you watch me fall.
Careful, don't leave any bruises.
We don't want any unnecessary questions.
Watch where you aim those punches,
My veins break easily, don't leave a mark.
Just don’t to forget to mention
Just how much you hate me.
It's not ever complete,
Unless I'm broken.
Feel free to loath me.
In fact, the pleasure is all mine.
Don’t forget to abuse me.
After all, we've got loads of time.
Well... Here are three new poems I wrote. The last one is really dark and stuff; kinda reflects my current mood.
Drip, Drip, Drip
Drip, drip, drip
The world is still.
Holding its breath in silence
As tainted blood spills.
Drip, drip, drip
Every drop, a moment is spent
Your life's blood to the outside
Is sent.
Drip, drip, drip.
The drops have slowed.
An eternity it takes
For your chest to rise and fall.
Drip, drip, drip.
The sound now stills.
The world is silent
For tainted blood has been spilled.
Grains of Sand
The trickle of sand seeps through,
Reminding me that my time of payment is almost due.
There are only a few grains left.
My hourglass of a thousand years, a gift.
Stained red grains letter the bottom.
The blood of my foes mingled with my own.
Every moment spent, unforgotten.
The price I paid, a life alone.
Every grain, a single memory.
Every moment embedded within me.
Unable to forget, for that is my curse.
At times I wonder if death could be worse.
Was the price worth the prize?
This question plagues me still.
Did I really need all this time?
I should've been happy with my original fill.
Finally its time, the last grain has fallen.
You've come for me now.
The grains have darkened.
I leave behind my cursed life.
The pleasure is all mine.
Feel free to loath me.
Take pleasure in hating me.
Enjoy tormenting me.
You aren't the only one.
Why bother protecting me?
I don't mean anything.
Why bother loving me?
I'm not worth anything.
Take your time in taunting me.
After all, you've gotten this far.
You've taken the bother to focus on me.
Make sure you watch me fall.
Careful, don't leave any bruises.
We don't want any unnecessary questions.
Watch where you aim those punches,
My veins break easily, don't leave a mark.
Just don’t to forget to mention
Just how much you hate me.
It's not ever complete,
Unless I'm broken.
Feel free to loath me.
In fact, the pleasure is all mine.
Don’t forget to abuse me.
After all, we've got loads of time.
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I guess using your emotions does help the writing...
I loved the 3rd one, DP. If I had tears, they would be falling......
I stick to my earlier comment about sex and emotions.
I stick to my earlier comment about sex and emotions.
What about them?
My memory sucks so yeah...
My memory sucks so yeah...
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