Rophs Posted April 2, 2014 Report Share Posted April 2, 2014 (edited) [[title redacted]] You won't see me coming. In time I'll steal something. Can you spot my advance? Please don't escape the trance. Underground the earth quakes. Each tremor your foundation shakes. Who can guess what I'm up to? Maybe it will be you... Eventually I'll come out of the blue While you stand dazed without a clue. Edited October 31, 2015 by Rophs Ungod 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ungod Posted July 2, 2014 Report Share Posted July 2, 2014 (edited) I You lay in the bead, turning into a shadow - thats how you feel, when - immobile and dry - you rest, while nurses go in and out. Life was a brilliant thing, but it burned too fast. Your tongue goes over those dry lips - you remiinisce about the past. And so you lay in bed and ...rest?... and someone gets you something good to eat. III Pay your crossing of river Styx, only two cents, only two cents! No crossing of river is ever free, not even for the souls of the dead. If you dont have cash or card, mortgage your soul, whatever the cost - just pay the toll. (meh...I didnt say quite what I wanted to. I might rewrite it later) Edited July 9, 2014 by TheRichMerchant Bashaw Steel and Sir Blut 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ungod Posted July 8, 2014 Report Share Posted July 8, 2014 When you're born into a world, your feet and your hands are tied - but you don't know it. You don't see it. You think you're free and you move funny. Then, one day, you might realise you're tied up. You might realise how to loosen the ties, but you also see it won't do you any good. You don't cut any ties. And if someone asks, you are ”alive and kicking”. Lania and Sir Blut 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rophs Posted September 16, 2014 Report Share Posted September 16, 2014 die Get away from here All you do is cause us pain Xyphoid words cut deep ban Each person agrees Somebody does not belong Get away from here Ackshan Bemunah 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Syrian Posted September 17, 2014 Report Share Posted September 17, 2014 (edited) In memory of a friend no longer around, i would like to share this here, a poem that was written for me by Bash, it was written for Ilidria, the flower of the forest, and touches on her defensive mechanism and bipolar nature.I'd like people to be able to see it, and not have it sitting unread in her personal papers. It was the nature`s daring dream The soul in flesh and blood and leafs Where spring would follow all her trails And wounds of past forever healed… Anger and light, sorrow and spite Her life is now by nature`s side To bring the spring wherever she goes And eternal winter to all her foes… One flower that holds so many One soul made of two sides Countless colors where karma is changing Like a rainbow in the dark -- Bash Chelik Edited September 17, 2014 by Syrian Ungod, Intrigue, Lintara and 2 others 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sunfire Posted November 13, 2014 Report Share Posted November 13, 2014 Scarred My scarred life you can see My soul only hanging on by threads Sanity slipping like water through my hands The sands of time are testing me The hammer of fate keps hitting me I'm starting to fade away I hope I will wake up one day or is this my reality Lania 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rophs Posted November 13, 2014 Report Share Posted November 13, 2014 (edited) You also Quit while you're "ahead" Idolatry of dread? Have some goddamn pride Find a better ride. This is such a waste Just ignore the taste Stop. Edited November 13, 2014 by Rophs Lania 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rophs Posted November 18, 2014 Report Share Posted November 18, 2014 (edited) Trapped Back in times of jade Nobody knew my name A happy life I lived carefree, blind as can be Idiotic of me to blink X marked the spot Right into the trap I cannot They say one can't even Gross misuse of that word Any educated folk will agree Increase your knowledge Reduce your stupidity Always strive to learn Whatever *shrugs* Edited November 18, 2014 by Rophs Ungod 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aeoshattr Posted November 18, 2014 Report Share Posted November 18, 2014 (edited) Hm. I'll give this a try. Jest A broken path your eyes must follow Along dull lines that we once traced. Love! Why have you left me hollow? A few more steps, more tears misplaced. Your touch my skin must feel once more, To rake your nails across my chest; Alas! Your love has left me sore. To you, I know 'twas but a jest. May When the eye of May glares down Under the old linden I rest. The way the wind twirls your gown... Your ballet has me obsessed. Prance and jump and swing and sway! Make good use of all your charms. Dance! Dance! Dance your mind away; Come and wither in my arms. Edited November 18, 2014 by Aeoshattr Ungod, Lania and Sunfire 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maebius Posted November 18, 2014 Report Share Posted November 18, 2014 I randomly do what my friend calls "Flash poems". I get 3 words, and 5 minutes and a pencil to write it down. Here's my collection. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1nyTJxWK_EEHeTr2D1gb0RFA03AoHQSfJXhdQeOsnqS8/edit My favorite though, is this one... Bigfoot, dragon, purple! The stomping in the wooded dark The glimpse of distant Fire spark. The purple haze ,as dusk descends. Hides all the forest denizens. It's not just bigfoot you should fear. there's dragons too, both far and near. But though they next door may reside. it is from YOU that they all hide! Aeoshattr and Lania 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Azrafar Posted November 18, 2014 Report Share Posted November 18, 2014 (edited) Ah, nice topic. I remember I wrote some poems back in "highscool". I think it was in my native language though. They were a bit dark and sad. Not exacly emo, but depressing non the less. And speaking about depressing poems: this :P I guess it is more for those who like anime. What could have she wrote? I would like to try and translate some poems, but it is nearly impossible. Hungarian and English are just too different. Edited November 18, 2014 by Azrafar Sir Blut 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rophs Posted November 18, 2014 Report Share Posted November 18, 2014 Crona was my favorite character from Soul Eater :D nice taste :P Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Change Posted December 7, 2014 Report Share Posted December 7, 2014 There's many things I'd like to be And many things that are not me Let's play pretend Come on, my friend A cat, a mouse, a tree, a bird So many things Some quite absurd But is a bird not like a tree? Are many things so not like me? If we're the same Let's play a game If we each have a little fire That dictates what our hearts desire Do not you see What isn't me? If we're the same then it's the air That makes the sparks Fly everywhere If I control the air I breathe Filter it with a tiny sieve Then that's the way I'll get to play I can be what I want to be and in the end I am still me. Sunfire, Lania, Rophs and 3 others 5 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Change Posted December 17, 2014 Report Share Posted December 17, 2014 right path i like you a lot you make sense too to me. two me three me, four me, five me me me them we don't like them i don't like them who don't like five me, four me, three me, two me, one me me me me us them? who's right? Rophs 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Soothing Sands Posted December 17, 2014 Report Share Posted December 17, 2014 The quiet flower likes the color it has. The bees like it. The grass likes it. The wind likes it. The other flowers say, "you are too bland" The quiet flower looks to the bees the grass and the wind for comfort, but finds none, for they cannot speak to the flower. Hedge Munos, Lintara, Lania and 1 other 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Change Posted January 4, 2015 Report Share Posted January 4, 2015 What people think they know won't hurt them What people think they know won't hurt them Make people happy with a dance Why reveal the silent ocean When the storms above entrance? The ocean is too big to see The storms above excite If others choose to dive down deep They'll experience her night But she won't let them in so deep She shocks, she awes, she thrills So when they search her all they'll find Is electricity that kills Any chance of seeing her heart That's hidden in the dark For if they look inside the storm All they'll find are sparks. Lightning sometimes hits the ocean And reveals a bit within But all of that is most obscured By the raging howling wind. -- Change. Lania, Hedge Munos and Sunfire 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Change Posted January 13, 2015 Report Share Posted January 13, 2015 Broken It's finally broken me been coming for a while. They push and push and push and push still, I tried to smile? No more, not me you've had your chance and took my chance away. Instead, repress, seems for the best, but only what they see. Inside I'm free they can't take that they can't take him away. He'll only see, what's inside me day after each short day. He doesn't care about my flair he loves me lots despite. To those who care I bid you a farewell and a goodnight. (This poem is based on recent experiences everywhere--not just on MD.) Lania and Sunfire 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rophs Posted February 12, 2015 Report Share Posted February 12, 2015 (edited) Become Become what? REMEMBER! Just the thought of it scares me. SCARE! Don't wanna do it, not gonna go it. SHUSH! It Again Another crime Nobody cares Never gonna miss that dime Let's give our victim the stare It's all wrong Zanyism isn't the answer Rethink your life Edited February 12, 2015 by Rophs Ungod 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blackshade Rider Posted February 12, 2015 Report Share Posted February 12, 2015 (edited) :ph34r: :ph34r: :ph34r: :wacko: Edited February 12, 2015 by blackrider Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
(Zl-eye-f)-nea Posted February 12, 2015 Report Share Posted February 12, 2015 Through rivets and valleys I wander, riven by the snow. There lie dying, my Angels, the ones who never show. They plead with me to save them, but instinct tells me no. A snowflake on my finger, a jackal by my toe. Z Ungod, Lania, Lintara and 1 other 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rophs Posted May 27, 2015 Report Share Posted May 27, 2015 Zombie Look at the zombie. Watch as he shambles steadily along. Where is he going? He walks toward it with unbreakable focus. His strong force evoked. Others prevent his imminent collapse. He can't just retire. When friends offer help willpower falters. He does not protest. Alone in dissent secretly weeping. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ignnus Posted May 28, 2015 Report Share Posted May 28, 2015 i need to study so i'll write a poem to not do that i'm so rich i even surprise myself as much as i can be surprised you are the best food i never ate or a song from before the history or something today i like the legs excuse me since i prepared the frigin paperwork yes..the only iron being worked glows bla bla bla i will break your face you sly wanna be mastermind blind screeching pile of dirt Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rophs Posted July 3, 2015 Report Share Posted July 3, 2015 these two are somethings I wrote a while ago [b]One Lizard[/b] I have one lizard I really like my lizard I wish it could talk [b]My Lizard[/b] My lizard sits in its tank A wall separates us, its color blank Seeing inside the glass is tough I'd like to do so, but life is rough Eating circles of delicious nutrition The lizard's favorite, my ambition I should remember why I wrote these and analyze the language in them... about how I write of having something I wish to have but do not have and how it affected my ability to reach that goal. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Assira the Black Posted July 3, 2015 Report Share Posted July 3, 2015 (edited) Hmm... I forgot about this topic... I have two poems that I had written for something I drew. I might post the images later who knows. These poems/images were for a contest but I missed the deadline. I was going to pick one for submission. So I did not get to submit them. Chaos World of Dreams lost in me Winds of change are calling Within the broken darkness lies A light shining brightly Chaos beckons on the tattered pathless Shaping course an illusion of bliss A night to remember off the slope Round it takes one into hope Gem A drop falling low away from the world that be Into a lonely darkness that none want to see Harsh words and negativity holds These help to shape and mold Clinging to what is near Bringing in what is dear A gem emerges its shape shown true Its broken and shattered... crude But in a dream peace is found In the contrast and sound The gem is made whole Listening to the soul Seeing beauty beyond the walls The light bends as it grows tall Hope of acceptance is not far away Time of life is here today Edited July 3, 2015 by Assira the Black Lania and Sunfire 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ungod Posted August 13, 2015 Report Share Posted August 13, 2015 (edited) I walked into the city of light now adorned with the dreams of the night as I walked, the streets decayed and paved roads glittered with guilt. The old tower was falling as I climbed the steps of a church or maybe a tainted temple of old. And the birds spoke of roasted hearts or from roasting hearts or from trees. Then a storm rose and a great tidal wave made us all little fish in an ocean. And I found an old armor and I found an old lance and I rose to the surface, encumbered. Lest I was in Asgard, I dreamt dreamt of birds flying the skies among spears of light who cried human. There I saw two suns warming the sea below and I was blinded as I understood the light... I was awaken by a knight, patrolling the streets "Sir, you alright?" And the edited version: I walked into the city of light Adorned with the dreams of the night And I stepped on the marble, decayed, And under my guilt it would break. But I moved on, not stopping until I reached, at the base of a hill, the cellar of a temple of old or of a shop, filled with cursed gold. One-eyed ravens, from trees, sang of death and of heroes burnt by wyrms' breath And I took an old armor and shield And a sword with runes on the hilt. But when I tried to handle the gold It was turned into greenish mold Then a wind rose and I heard some cries Ripping the earth, tearing the skies. Water poured through the cracks of the world, From eggshell I made a stronghold And I stood hidden, my knees to chest Until all was immersed, I rest. Then I broke free from my agèd egg And put reins on a seahorse stag And swam to the light that I would see, Through water blue, all above me. No sooner I had reached the upper veil I heard a shriek that gave me chills And a bird grabbed me, its talons sharp, I struggled like freshly-caught carp. But in vain, for the bird took me high To the twin suns shining in sky. Will the bird kill me? Or will the heat?... I woke up to the sounds of the street. Edited August 16, 2015 by TheRichMerchant nadrolski, Lania and (Zl-eye-f)-nea 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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