Ungod Posted April 27, 2018 Report Share Posted April 27, 2018 I hear a dog's barking, and it's slowly fading I hear birds' singing, and it's slowly fading I hear a newly-born's crying, and it's slowly fading I hear a cry for help, and it's slowly fading I hear the drums of war, and it's slowly fading I hear a sword unsheating, but it's slowly fading Which is more real - the sound of the world or the sound of my thought ? Mallos 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ungod Posted May 16, 2018 Report Share Posted May 16, 2018 As i was strolling in MD yrsterday, i saw Metal Bunny at GoE. My first thoughts? Grab it, nab it, maim it, stab it skin it, clean it, like you mean it, Dry it, fry it, forget diet, Omigosh, thay bunny riot! Meeeeetal bunny! Yumm! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ignnus Posted May 16, 2018 Report Share Posted May 16, 2018 chicken at kfc tis my fault ofc drown with hot saucy wow no mercy one should eat salata and be a vegetable then it's worse cause you'd kill me in a second without a second thought Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bashaw Steel Posted July 23, 2018 Author Report Share Posted July 23, 2018 I cant believe this old shiny still stands:) Well, guys, you made my day. Guess its time to appreciate and enjoy some verses:) Lintara, Ungod and Rophs 1 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bashaw Steel Posted July 24, 2018 Author Report Share Posted July 24, 2018 Some say that our flesh is more of a prison to a soul than it is a home. Sometimes, however, spirit refuses to bend and burns ever stronger through the iron bars of our lives. Sometimes, its not about flesh, its about host... This one was/is for you, kid:) May you rejoin MD better than i ever did.. Who has the soul full of tiny cracks Through which golden sheen flows Who has within those unborn stars …In space of guilty and remorse I see the sky, full of footprints A shining traces of once daring child Leading into mountain carved in Steel A home? Or a prison, for its golden sheen… Where beats heart that is one with the Sun Somewhere deep, hidden and enclosed Where is the child that stands for her dreams And golden sheen flows… Lintara and Ungod 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ungod Posted July 25, 2018 Report Share Posted July 25, 2018 I always liked the flow of verse and the use of adjectives you make Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bashaw Steel Posted July 26, 2018 Author Report Share Posted July 26, 2018 Thanks! I`d like to say how i think carefully to make them deeper and more beautiful but its just about feeling:D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ignnus Posted September 2, 2018 Report Share Posted September 2, 2018 Whining (of mine) the world of madness would be more than it's talent yet the evolution and sadness crunched your visage to what it was winking all along while lecturing as if the degradation would give thee power so wrong would be normal to how not quite to be human Bashaw Steel 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bashaw Steel Posted September 22, 2018 Author Report Share Posted September 22, 2018 The Cage One wish for skies to open Upon emerald shores of one good night How can it be that cage is broken? If you still walk by its size... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ignnus Posted November 14, 2018 Report Share Posted November 14, 2018 (Just some further flexing muscles don't mind it.) fire wall dog shark rage nigh bright fair wall-on-fire u'll say i don't care Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ignnus Posted December 8, 2018 Report Share Posted December 8, 2018 I wanted to create an epic like Tennyson or Auden but it turned to a half baked spaghetti, for what its worth, enjoy. rolling from the ship with my half-smile running away from you in the middle of the storm who's like an animal mirroring the sun not different than the grass that a frog can't understand why the depression bludgeons it too you grab my ankle at the raging river crossing my clear vision is awkward at socializing a half rotten soul sparkling down the river of our blind hate and barren which i only want to make a color too distinct with no relations to anything anymore the universe creaks to image of a tree if you will and i see you fail i wanted you to fail i guess i took my stance you aren't wrong also not a friend of billion years who causes doubt to get scraped by it's steel hinges and rollers which i can pinch like a bruised wound hey even if you heal you are bruised enough and remind it of misery a warning to its rotten forming image that i can heal without the balance in lieu of thanks Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ignnus Posted February 17, 2019 Report Share Posted February 17, 2019 You are the wise And that wolverine like philosophy and thought system when i ever say anything the sound is warped for the swarm ...too lazy :(( Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bashaw Steel Posted February 18, 2019 Author Report Share Posted February 18, 2019 There is no such thing as "too lazy":D Ungod 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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