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    • Oh well. May aswell post something that seems like a bit like poem to me (It's actually a song)

      Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away
      Where innocence in burned in flames
      A million miles from home, I'm walking ahead
      Frozen to the bones
      I am
      A soldier on my own, I don't know the way
      I'm riding up the heights of shame
      I'm waiting for the call, the hand on the chest
      I'm ready for the fight and fate

      The sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head
      The thunder of the drums dictates
      The rhythm of the falls the number of deaths
      The rising of the horns ahead
      From the dawn of time till the end of days
      I will have to run away
      I want to feel the pain and the bitter tast of the blood on my lips again

      The steady burst of snow is burning my hands
      I'm frozen to the bones
      I am,
      A million miles from home
      I'm walking away
      I can't remind your eyes, your face

      If you recognise it it's because it's the song used for the Assassins Creed Revelations trailer.

      C:
    • "I wish you could see
      all these things you’ve done to me.

      you’ve forced gravel into my mouth
      you’ve watched me crawl into your arms
      you’ve laughed as I added various lacerations
      you’ve kissed my cheek when you were proud.

      you were everything I loved
      you made me see everything differently
      including you.

      I would smile everyday
      parading with it
      boasting about it
      as though a trophy.
      You would chuckle at it
      that would make my days...

      I rarely smile now..."

      not done yet
    • EDIT: The first one is too damn depressing.

      You was my precious little gift
      Given by the angels itself
      You continued the rift
      Giggling
      When i was joking
      Rambling
      When i was lying
      And crying
      When i was dying

      If you're angry, don't break anybody's heart, they only have one..... Break their bones, they have 206 of them

      The post was edited 1 time, last by dragonlord7132 ().

    • Enuo wrote:

      Bleeding inside
      never came to be someone outside
      A artificial human that don't trust
      A machine,a ghost from the past
      Pain and agony are better than misery
      Although shattered i can't stand
      Life itself is a true mystery
      And in the end i can just make a symphony


      don't should be doesn't
      sorry that's the only thing that really bothered me about it at all.
      It's very raw, pure emotion with nothing to tame it.
      Grammar is second, emotion comes first in this poem.
      When I started writing it was very raw as well...I almost miss it :3
      Keep working on it, I hope to see more
      Boobs Bacon
    • dragonlord7132 wrote:

      The natures cried....
      Yet the man still lied...
      The natures yield...
      Yet the man still build...
      The natures passed....
      Still, the man continued to build....
      In her carcass...

      Heh..human nature. I like this for the purpose that it's truthful. Yes, it might be depressing, but sometimes you have to get the truth out once in a while. To get people to see how things really are and hope they stop. Not like man will turn against their nature any time soon, but maybe there is hope. Your words prove that.

      dragonlord7132 wrote:


      EDIT: The first one is too damn depressing.

      You was my precious little gift
      Given by the angels itself
      You continued the rift
      Giggling
      When i was joking
      Rambling
      When i was lying
      And crying
      When i was dying

      "You was" should be You were
      I......can't figure this one out lol. Someone or something makes life bearable no matter what happens? I really have no clue...how dare you stump me >.>
      Boobs Bacon
    • I'll Stump you whenever i want >:)
      Anyway, lets read a classic one.

      She Walks in Beauty
      by Lord Byron

      She walks in beauty, like the night
      Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
      And all that's best of dark and bright
      Meets in her aspect and her eyes;
      Thus mellow'd to that tender light
      Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

      One shade the more, one ray the less,
      Had half impair'd the nameless grace
      Which waves in every raven tress
      Or softly lightens o'er her face,
      Where thoughts serenely sweet express
      How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

      And on that cheek and o'er that brow
      So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
      The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
      But tell of days in goodness spent,—
      A mind at peace with all below,
      A heart whose love is innocent.

      If you're angry, don't break anybody's heart, they only have one..... Break their bones, they have 206 of them
    • Oops, shit. Double post. Different days, fuck it.
      Anyway, more well-mixed-lyrics-song. With the vedeuh!

      From the mists of the mountains a deafening call
      Bellows down over the plains
      On a host of battle-worn ears it does fall
      Pushing out through the thunder and rain

      These men of the north they have suffered too long
      The anger it swells in their veins
      Of the spirited roars of lost warriors' songs
      Distant echoes are all that remain

      And my voice is my violence
      Clear the sky's frozen tears
      And no more we'll be silent
      With this Sovngarde song in our ears

      And we stand tall
      Sons of the snow
      We will not fall
      Under these blows
      For our hearts they are hardy
      Our spirits are strong
      And our voices are lifted into
      This Sovngarde song

      Conquer the anger and ravenous rage!
      Make it a part of your power
      Pummeling down let your bloodlust engage!
      Under your force they will cower

      Feeling the fury so pure and so bright
      Breaking the bonds of surrender
      Under the moon for our home we will fight
      And we will die to defend her

      And my voice is my violence
      Clear the sky's frozen tears
      And no more we'll be silent
      With this Sovngarde song in our ears

      And we stand tall
      Sons of the snow
      We will not fall
      Under these blows
      For our hearts they are hardy
      Our spirits are strong
      And our voices are lifted into
      This Sovngarde song

      These perilous peaks
      On the rim of the sky
      I move in the midst
      Of the clouds drifting by
      At the top of the world
      On a white doomful day
      Men of wisdom will show me the way

      And we stand tall
      Sons of the snow
      We will not fall
      Under these blows
      For our hearts they are hardy
      Our spirits are strong
      And our voices are lifted into
      This Sovngarde song


      If you're angry, don't break anybody's heart, they only have one..... Break their bones, they have 206 of them
    • It had hate,it had love
      Love and hate are not the same
      Still the "chosen ones" use love to justify war
      Glory for the ones which loves or which hates?
      Humans always lying about everything
      Complaining why them suffer wrath of nature
      Companining why demons come to curse their lives
      This is not hate or love,this is hypocrisy
      But without lies the man that can't reach the truth can still be alive?

      -------------------------------------------

      Sorry for the english i'm not good at grammar(even from my own country xD)
      I don't always make with ryhm i think i like to write the "raw" thoughts that lives in my mind sometimes
      They were kids thats i once knew
      They know are stranges in another world
      They will be enemys in the war?
      They will be allies in the Victory?
      They will...I will be myself?

      I will became the monster that one day i was scared of?
      I'm that alone,that even the most scare monster i faced was nothing
      Will i fall into nothingness more and more deeper,dying without even fighting?
      Some days in the deep black of my soul i fell like a thunder,making scars for the rest of my life
      Some days this thunder only make me see a light,that without even seeing was gone

      I believe that thunder is like the life of this world,like a stream that someday will grant me a enlightment
      This light might be my dear love,my dear darling that was always so fragile,that i want to protect
      My darling always try to be strong but never came to realize that she was scared,even of me
      But i might be a monster in this deep black of souls,and my darling is the angel that cry for me
      Until i live on,one day i will become not more this monster that once scared myself

      But something that can be together with my dear love that even in the deepest black light my days
      Because some words might be the only way i can tell i love you,but in the end i just trying to kill myself
      I have a dead heart,but even if i'm trying to kill my self,i will turn to ashes someday and say i love you
      Even thought that you leave me a untold pain i just can't leave you behind without saying i already always for you.
    • "I wish you could see
      all these things you've done to me.

      you've forced gravel into my mouth
      you've watched me crawl into your arms
      you've laughed as I added various lacerations
      you've kissed my cheek when you were proud.

      you were everything I loved
      you made me see everything differently
      including you.

      I would smile everyday
      parading with it
      boasting about it
      as though a trophy.
      You would chuckle at it
      that would make my days...

      I rarely smile now
      encaged in the black box
      left to ponder
      if I'll ever escape.
      you used to let in light in the box
      you've sealed that hole since I last remember
      no amount of hours I dedicate to mourning the light
      will ever bring it back.

      no words from my vocabulary
      can create a speech
      to change your mind
      the only choice I have:
      Rebellion.

      I'm weak by everything I say to your face
      none of it wants to be meant,
      but that's no longer my choice
      "you get what you give" they said
      that's what you'll get from giving me.

      if I can't be myself around you
      you deserve the artifical me
      if I can't smile
      you get my anger
      no love
      all anger."

      any good?