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Post by Sorrows on Oct 17, 2005 20:41:44 GMT -8
You know I've always said you have a very artistic mind and an amazing talent. You remind me of one of my favorite writers, Edgar Allen Poe.. except the whole totally insane thing.. but you're getting there! But seriously, you're going to be something great with those one day.
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 17, 2005 20:52:17 GMT -8
You know what's ironic.. Edgar allen poe died in misery and pain, a poor sickly old man.
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Post by Sorrows on Oct 17, 2005 21:00:42 GMT -8
Doesn't change the fact that he was literary GENIUS.
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Post by brainsqugee on Oct 18, 2005 5:14:51 GMT -8
Did'nt he like loop in and out of insanity or something? I heard something like that...
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Post by deliverance on Oct 20, 2005 22:48:11 GMT -8
Well, unlike Edgar Allen Poe, I will die by the woman I love, and I will have experienced many different views of this world that not many have seen. It's a great compliment though.
Thanks for the boost of confidence Sorrows. ^.^
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Post by Dark Beauty on Oct 31, 2005 16:42:42 GMT -8
There is nothing that I can really change... you are a far better poet than I am.
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Post by deliverance on Oct 31, 2005 16:52:03 GMT -8
That is all in an opinion, dear. The truth of it is that there is no 'greatest' poet, and there is no 'worst' poet. It all depends upon how you interprett it. At least you can write uplifting poetry... +sighs+ Mine have the ability to crush people where they stand. w00t! I mean... yeah.
Though where I can write, you can draw exceptionally better than I can, so ha. +laughs+
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Post by Thistle on Nov 2, 2005 15:22:05 GMT -8
I've never really liked poetry but its not bad. And EWW no way is it like Edgar Allen Poe if It was anything like that I wouldnt have finished reading it.
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Post by deliverance on Nov 2, 2005 22:56:40 GMT -8
Edgar Allen Poe was a great writer. Though what I bring is a mix of pure insanity and words that have completely opposite meanings into my poetry. I find it rather confusing myself... +laughs+
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Post by deliverance on Nov 26, 2005 10:47:02 GMT -8
Here's another one. Have fun.
Dreams They are the playground of the mind Comming in different types Different styles Different images Different people Different lives Different death's They come to me Flashes of light
Flashes of lives forgotten Flashes of death Flashes of Heaven Flashes of Hell They haunt my mind I turn to God Yet he still lets them come Why does he? I don't know But he does These flashes always come These flashes These dreams They haunt me It matters not of what kind Dreams of Love haunt me Dreams of Hapiness terrify me Dreams of Light scare me Dreams of Heaven do not exist Dreams of the one I love haunt me They haunt me Never knowing if I can have Of what I dream Terrifying my soul the most Are the ones of Love The ones of the future Never knowing Never growing Never understanding Dreams Good or Evil? Light or Dark? Hapiness or Sorrow? They all haunt me Waking up Is what soothes my soul But when sleep comes again I dig myself a deeper hole Wanting to crawl Wanting to go numb Wanting to be left alone Wanting to kill Wanting to be killed Wanting to die Dreams push me to do these No one knows No one cares No one understands Everyone considers this soul to be of a child Why can't they undestand? Why can't they know? Lying Dying Crying Horrifying Haunting Trying Withering These make up my dreams I don't sleep anymore But I am forced to I am forced to sleep I am forced to cry I am forced to die I am forced to scream I am forced to Dream... Dream...
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Post by deliverance on Nov 26, 2005 10:49:52 GMT -8
And yet another:
Unbreakable Love
Though the darkness may take me I'll never leave you Though the darkness may take you You'll never leave me
We are inseperable You and I I know you better than most And you know me Or do you? You think you do I think you do But do you?
Though the light may take me I'll never leave you Though the light may take you You'll never leave me
Through the distance I'll always be with you Through the hard times I have been with you I will be with you Through the light of the night Through the darkness of the day I will be there Can you hear my cries? Can you sense my presence? Can you inhale my essence? Can you feel me there? With you?
Though the cold times may take me I'll never leave you Though the cold times may take you You'll never leave me
Never... Never... Never... You are always with me I am always with you No matter what happens We are inseperable You can push me away I'll stay with you I can push you away You'll stay with me I am not whole without you You are not whole without me But why can't God just leave us be?
Though the hard times may take me I'll never leave you Though the hard times may take you You'll never leave me
I love you for who you are Not what you were Not what you could become I love you, for you Others can try to love you But they'll never love you as much as I do Never My love and bond with you Is Unbreakable No matter who tries to break us apart They can't They won't Not while I breathe the breath of life Which you make so sweet
Through the flames of Hell Through the grace of Heaven I'll be there for you You will be there Near me I'll never let myself, let you leave I will always be there Through Heaven, Hell, hot, cold, hard, easy... In the light and in the darkness I'll be with you I'll always be with you I'll always love you...
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Post by deliverance on Nov 26, 2005 10:51:54 GMT -8
Yay, another:
You thought Hell wouldn't come... and now your scared. Well to bad, your to be left in the darkness, rotting away with the rest of us. Your not alone, but you will be... Reach for the endless of stars of the night, you can't catch them. Everything's to far away for you, suddenly the darkness takes you.
Do you ever feel like Hell's flames are engulfing your soul? I do. Do you ever feel like Heaven's light refuses to shine upon you? I do. Do you ever wonder why your here? I do, constantly. Do you ever wonder if your of any value to anyone? I do, and I am.
The will to live is one of the strongest force in the entire world. That is why I am living. Not because of myself, but because of the ones I love. There are very few in this world who I love, and it is because of these few that I live on, that I choose to live. If it was about myself, I would be dead right now, which is what some of you want, but I don't care. My life is made up of the ones I love, and not because of you who hate me, but because of them. I live on... for them.
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Post by Sorrows on Dec 21, 2005 22:13:51 GMT -8
Here's my first submission:
Joy[/b]
Sit alone in the darkness, The voices are lost in the haze, Drowning in the despair, Not just another teen phase.
A smile breaks through the shadow, A laugh rings through the shade, Piercing eyes that seem to brighten Until the fog begins to fade.
An Angel’s voice so wonderful, A joy long forgotten returns. A hand held out in friendship, A hidden passion burns.
The truth comes out at last, A life lesson hard taught, Happiness is fleeting; Some battles can’t be fought.
Steps back a pace, Resigning to the crowd. Still the smile resonates, The voice is just as loud.
An Angel’s tears fall, The bliss was never there. A trust hard lost and not forgotten, Proving that life isn’t fair.
The drifter, now the voice, The Angel, now in pain. A hand extended in return, The friendship is the same.
The fire still burns inside, An eternal inferno dwells, Locked inside, it rages, No liquid words can ever quell.
Forever standing by, Just out of line of sight, The drifter sits alone, Long into the cold night, Feeling the fire burn away, He loses his sanity, Leaving him only, His own humanity.
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Post by Sorrows on Dec 23, 2005 9:25:22 GMT -8
*Using this Post to make the Thread recently posted in so that you guys might read.*
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Post by brainsqugee on Dec 23, 2005 12:48:07 GMT -8
Well those are quite intersting guys. I cannot write poetry for the life of me. I really enjoyed your's Sorrows, glad to see some poetry on your part. I was completely unaware that you had such skill.
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