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You should've warned me, you should've told me not to look. You could've saved me, you could've given back what you took. Don't you ask me about gender, we are what we are and want to be. I don't label a defender of your faith, so don't you name me. Don't tell me about your lust, I know what you feel and it's not me. Go ahead and show me if you must, if me crying is what you want to see. Don't even talk to me about touch, for it's all I sense, all I see. My hands reach out, I want it too much, won't you ever set me free? So please don't mention hope, I know that nothing's for free. Stop now, I might still be able to cope, even though I lost the key. Don't you dare come closer, or try to find my old key. You're nothing but a poser, and there will never be a we. I should've warned you, I should've made me go away when I still knew what to do, when I hadn't become a cliché.
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02-21-2006, 10:50 PM | #322 |
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Yet another awesome poem by Nerdanel. I swear, Nerdie, these poems of yours sound like they would make excellent, excellent songs. You're a songwriter, definitely.
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02-22-2006, 12:48 PM | #323 |
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thank you! i've never really thought about that before..
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This one's inspiried by my parents. Dad left a couple of days ago, and I sure do understand him..
Decisions Going out into the night. Finally leaving this madness, this insaneness of ours. I decided to leave you I decided it was the best thing to do.. For both of us, leaving us. I wanted to keep the memories, hold them close while trying to destroy it all: time seems to make it all look so much better, at least to me: we once looked so good.. I have missed us for so long now, I don’t want it anymore. We can’t do this anymore. It hit me tonight that everything I’ve looked back at is gone, and I can‘t hope anymore. So why can’t you just agree, let me go, let us go.. Why can’t we just agree on letting the memories go?
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03-01-2006, 08:13 PM | #325 |
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Finger Soup
Finger Soup
Chop, chop Rip, rip Drip, drip. A painful gasp The bloody bubble bursts Gritting teeth Against the raw spasms. Strip, strip Plop, plop Throbbing dulled Because you are accustomed. Face sickly pale Spooking at the soft shadows Obey the whispers Widen your eyes. Purse your lips Curse under your breath Snoop. Meddler. Backbiter. Pose like a mannequin Suspended over your pot Stove element turned to high A bubbling sludge concocting. Essential Boiling over the edge Sweetly sickening smells exude. Strip off the skin. Squeeze out the juice. Cut away the tendons. Rip away muscles. Blood drips. Plop into the pot. Painkillers dulled the pain Get accustomed to my little game. Obeying the whispers Only you can hear Watch your concoction Boil and bubble. Blood bubbles burst From your stumpy hands Sizzling your wounds Howl in pain. Bite your lip You have to be quiet Singe your stumps On the white hot element. Go as far as hallucinating Drop to your knees Collide with the floor. Trying to obey Those deadly whispers Intoxicatingly tempting You just had to try. (by...well moi...i swear i wasnt on drugs and NO this isnt about me! tell me what you think!)
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Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! REST IN PEACE GRANDMA, GREAT AUNT, GREAT UNCLE .....they're gunna fly with the angels now so say goodbye..but i can't. You don't really realize the importance of someone until they are gone Last edited by Tamuril Sirfalas : 03-01-2006 at 08:14 PM. |
03-01-2006, 08:19 PM | #326 |
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Human Waste
Human Waste
Screaming in outrage Bleeding and in agony We are the souls without speech We are the speechless. We are the dying We are the dead We are the starving The haunting. We are the beaten We lie in blood Our blood. Our life is wasted Our bodies drugged Our blood is draining We are the done. We are the gone The lifeless The hopeless And we continue To bleed in agony. by moi...i think i was inspired when my friend took drugs...tell me what you think!
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Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! REST IN PEACE GRANDMA, GREAT AUNT, GREAT UNCLE .....they're gunna fly with the angels now so say goodbye..but i can't. You don't really realize the importance of someone until they are gone Last edited by Tamuril Sirfalas : 03-01-2006 at 08:48 PM. |
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Broken Wings
Broken Wings
Shattered and mutilated Bruised and bleeding Weeping into obliviation. Numb to everything Above and around Those words circulating Intoxicatingly deadly. Battered Trying not to slip But the grip is loosening And you're sinking. Trying to control But already knowing you've lost it Noises dulled to soft shadows Everything halted to a slight whisper. Hopelessly gone And gone is the hope Wishing to be craddled To health and sight. Blackened sight Sightly blackened Feeling around blindly Blindly fleeing. The unseen ruin Ruined unseenly A naked hand Transparent or invisible. Choked Entangled and entwined As black as night A nightly black. Catching a glimpse But not seeing Pitch black But almost day. Hopeful But not hopeing Rescued But you're only dreaming. Still there Entangled, entwined With unseen hands In a nightly terror You're ruined. by moi...
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Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! REST IN PEACE GRANDMA, GREAT AUNT, GREAT UNCLE .....they're gunna fly with the angels now so say goodbye..but i can't. You don't really realize the importance of someone until they are gone Last edited by Tamuril Sirfalas : 03-01-2006 at 08:49 PM. |
04-18-2006, 02:23 PM | #328 |
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The last few poems here are really beautiful... but also rather disheartening. Here's my go (traditional-style, with rhyme and meter)
In-spiration O were the sun a blaze of stolen fire And earth a mass of lead illegal got; Were all our works the musings of a liar, Each word we wrote the ravings of a sot; Should all with lies and robbery be made, So honest men would fear to show their heads, And ev'ry day be cover'd o'er by shade All colour gone, departed blues and reds And yellows from our sight forevermore; Were all this true, and nothing else was good, No hope remain'd, all cast upon the floor, To never be rais'd up; still then I would In joyous ditties sing your praises high For with you near what cause of grief have I?
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excellent, count! :-D
tamuril, i LOVE your poems! very dark, yes, but very real and emotion-filled. don't be afraid to use graphic or strong words in your poetry. (by strong, i don't necessarily mean curse words- i mean words that are strong, that hit people in the face without mercy.) excellent, keep posting! haven't been here in a while (again) but i've kept writing! i post most of my stuff in my blog on my MySpace so if ye want to read some, check it out! i could always use more friends anyway, cuz i don't have that many lol. just tell me your from entmoot cuz i don't usually add friends who i don't know and i don't want to deny your friend request on accident! lol now i'll have to find some newwer stuff to post here...
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Time passes me by every monday at seven when the sea gulls are crying and the sun is new. Behind is a sea of lost minds, lost on their way to a land far ahead. Still awaiting are those who don't dare to take the step, the step to throw them out into the ocean without end. I tried to catch the time once, but I failed to stay on. That's why I'm here now, not safe and not free. In the middle, waiting to see if next monday is the one I've waited for the one to take me to the ocean.
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what about you? you're a very talented user of your language; not only does the meaning of the words create moods and feelings, but also the combinations of words and the mere sound of them. really nice indeed.
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thankyou ...i've never been called talented with words before...it means a lot
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Love sucks, and I like it
‘Love sucks, and I like it’, were the first words I heard him say. Ever since that day I couldn’t get him out of my head. I first met him on a party, as he was standing on the balcony. I got a grip on myself, just before I turned around and fled. He saw me standing there, like a dark shadow in the doorway. ‘Will you just stand there and look at me’, he said. Timidly I stepped out, and slowly started to suffer agony. “I know a bank where the wild thyme blows..“, he read. As I finally reached him, he looked straight at me and did say: ‘You look at me like if I touched you, you’d fall down dead’. ‘I would’, I replied, surprised to hear my voice’s honesty. He pulled me close and held me, as I turned a bloody red. This situation is new, I thought, I’ve never felt this way. I heard me whisper: ‘What if we’d go somewhere else instead.’ He loosened his grip, and I felt the world was in harmony. ‘I want to get to know you, but you know the word will spread’. He said he wanted me, but he couldn’t see himself as gay. I said, ‘If the entire me isn’t what you want, at least take me to your bed.’ We walked away, close, and I thought that life is full of irony. ‘I don’t care what they say,’, he said, ‘let’s not look too far ahead’. That night he told me, ‘I want to be your love, if I may.’. I nodded and quietly followed his soft hands, as he lead. But beauty is a beast, and the worst sin of all is gluttony; “Too much love will kill you”, I whispered as I lay him on a velvet bed. ‘You suck, and I like it’, were the last words he heard me say. With the knife in my hands I stood there, quietly, and watched him as he bled.
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Torn reflections
Reflections.. Colourful reflections is all that is left, since the colours of my life told me to leave. "Take only things you need to survive", they said, and threw me out late one eve. I walked along familiar streets and paths, but grey was all I could percieve. Everything had changed, every tree lost its grace, every stream lost its depth, everything I had chosen to believe. Late one night I sat down to see what I had brought with me, the colourful memories of times past I found in my sleeve. Colours came back to me for they had not been able to alter my past; that is something only time can achieve.
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"love sucks and i like it" by nerdanel
i love this poem! its so good...very interesting
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What struck me most in this was the colour vs. grey. I think that's because we've entered autumn, and it's the most colourful time of year. So reading about all the colours going away was... affecting, I guess.
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