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Old 05-27-2012, 10:12 AM   #1
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A few months back R.Flagg and I was discussing poetry. Yes, as you can tell by my ID, I am a poet. This thread is for all the people who would like to share their love for writing, whether it be poetry or lyrics. I encourage anyone to share what they have written. It doesn't have to be dark poetry or horror based, just your writing. Please all I ask is that everyone be respectful of each other. Helpful criticism is always welcome! I will share a few of mine first :

Do you ever wonder what your subconscious says to you? Perhaps something along the lines of this: (I have posted this before somewhere on the forum)

Killer
HHHeeeellllllooo
I know you hear me
Why do you ignore me?
I will always be here
Deep within the depths of your mind
I will never leave
Why do you deny me?

You know who I am
I am you
You, when you think of hurting her
You know you want to
You cant deny it
Oh, you know once you do it
You will get a rush out of it

Come on, it just takes one time
Hurt her, make her cry
and you will be content
Oh such a rush!
Just one time and
You will be hooked

You can do it
She deserved it!
The lying Bitch!
You dont deserve
someone like her
She whores around
and laughs behind your back

I will never leave you
I have been here
since the beginning of time
Look what Cain did to Abel?
I was here then
I helped with his undoing
I will be here forever
I can never die.

Dont be scared
There is nothing
to be frightened of
Look at how the blade shines
Just once, come on
You know you can do it.
Its so inviting, dont look back

Ahhhhh its finally done!

The Sacrifice

As I lay here against the cold stone
I feel the warmth of the summer night
against my bare skin,
The stars and the Moon shine above me
like diamonds of a celestial pattern

I feel a great pain, a sharp thrust
like nothing I have felt before
As this pain sharpens, I look up
and notice a man before me
looking down with lustful yearnings.

A creature I have never seen before.
In a dark open robe, chanting in a low voice
built perfect in every way,
This God, with hair as dark as
the ebony wood of the forest,
Bronze skin kissed by Sun
Blue eyes, deep as the ocean
and just as cold.

The feeling consumes me
the pain overwhelms me
and turns into a deep-centered pleasure
The thrust continues,
harder, deeper
I close my eyes and lose myself in ecstasy
My body pulsates as it has never before,
I give in to its control.

A fire burns from within
ever brighter as it consumes me
I begin to move with the rhythm
as sparks seem to ignite.
A ritual dance between bodies
soaked in the sweat of the mating.
And as I cry out, I look at the God before
I see the glisten of blade
as its plunged deep within my heart!

Silence fills the night,
the chanting has ceased
the warmth has begin to be replaced by
the coldness of death
as the red flows down
against the slate of the altar
my eyes stare open wide
as my soul begins to fade
into the night sky,
My heart slows its beating
for I was.......

The Sacrifice.
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Old 05-28-2012, 12:04 AM   #2
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You know how much I love this poem, you're very good at writing, your stories, your poems.

I find it extremely captivating in how you perceive the way to poetry. It notice your words full of strength and very particular intensity. You move sensibilities and your words leave a deep imprint.

Thanks for letting me enjoy them.
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You know how much I love this poem, you're very good at writing, your stories, your poems.

I find it extremely captivating in how you perceive the way to poetry. It notice your words full of strength and very particular intensity. You move sensibilities and your words leave a deep imprint.

Thanks for letting me enjoy them.


Flutter

I feel a slight flutter against my cheek.
As soft as the wind during a spring day
A tender kiss brought by love
With a hope of joy from up above.

I wonder, is it a butterfly wing that I feel?
full of color of blue, green and pink
or a soft wisp of a fairy wing
and a laughter concealed

But alas, I look and see
It was the soft kiss of my love to be!
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Old 05-29-2012, 10:43 AM   #4
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DP41. These are quite beautiful. You should think about getting these poems published, if you have'nt done also. Who would you say is your main inspiration/influence in terms of poetry and prose? . I would say mine is William Blake, Wilfred Owen and Ted Hughes (the lovecraftian Ghost Crabs being one of my favourite of all time)

This is my contribution, once lyrics for a now aborted dark dance number ( intended tonally , in the same vein as Insomnia by Faithless).

THE MASK OF SANITY



The thrill of the hunt won’t let me sleep,
I walk as a wolf amongst the sheep.

The Harvest Moon calls me out to play,
To paint the town red with arterial spray.

My senses boosted to their peak,
The fittest survivor culling the weak.

Seduced by sharpened steel,
I move over, and let The Hunger take the wheel.


This craving still lingers.
Hanging over the edge by my fingers.

And if I start to lose my grip.
The Mask of Sanity will begin to slip…


Now my blood goes off the boil,
As I feed another one to the soil.

And as I watch the flies,
Walk upon their unseeing eyes.

I wonder, what makes me tick,
Am I truly evil, or am I just sick.

The experts say,
All it takes is one bad day,
Or sometimes you’re just born that way,

As a predator seeking out its prey.

And this craving inside still lingers.,
Hanging over the edge by just a few fingers.

Now I’m starting to lose my
grip.
The Mask of Sanity begins to slip.

I know nothing can ever fill this hole,
This bottomless pit I call a soul.

To temporarily satisfy my need,
I have to make someone bleed.

For me there is only true respite,
In the arms of Endless Night.

Until then, ill play this part,
Of Loving Family Man to an art.

Working a steady Nine-to-Five,
Another faceless drone toiling in the Hive.

With a warm smile and friendly handshake,
I wait with baited breath, for the next psychotic break


But, this craving still lingers,
Hanging over the edge by the tips of my fingers,

And when I finally lose my grip…

The Mask of Sanity will completely slip!
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DP41. These are quite beautiful. You should think about getting these poems published, if you have'nt done also. Who would you say is your main inspiration/influence in terms of poetry and prose? . I would say mine is William Blake, Wilfred Owen and Ted Hughes (the lovecraftian Ghost Crabs being one of my favourite of all time)
The inspirations behind my poetry is my own self...

I really like your lyrics.. very nice....

Here are two more of mine... sometimes I tag the last line of one as my signature..

Salvation

As I sit here
and watch the black
scratch against the white.
I think of a love
that was lost and 'lorn
and tears fall to the paper
I write:

"Do not grieve for me
My Love.
You will remain with me forever.
I am very sorry
for the things I have done.
No one can forgive
and forget,
For what has to be
will be done."

I cry as the glisten of
the blade is placed
against my wrist.
As the red mixes
With the black
I whisper
"Death is my only
salvation"





Distance

Though distance separates by thousands of miles
my heart calls out in a longing cry
that only you can answer
it longs to hear your voice
In my dreams you are not so far
but closer than anyone could ever be
Do not worry my love
but beyond this distance there is a life
A life full of dreams and hopes
That we share as two hearts can only do
I cry this love of joy
because my heart has found you!
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I wrote this literally five minutes ago. It came to me while I was driving. I'm sure it sounds better when you hear it rather than just read it but what can you do.

Unfinished Folk Song

I felt alive for the first time in awhile
I took a rope and I tied myself to you
Cause nothing feels as good
No nothing feels as good

You tried to fly but I know just where you'll hide
You are a bird but I'm a bride
I'll take nothing less than you
I'll take nothing less than you

Time passes by and winter turns to spring
I wait for you but you don't come
I sat past the setting sun
I sat past the setting sun
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I wrote this literally five minutes ago. It came to me while I was driving. I'm sure it sounds better when you hear it rather than just read it but what can you do.

Unfinished Folk Song

I felt alive for the first time in awhile
I took a rope and I tied myself to you
Cause nothing feels as good
No nothing feels as good

You tried to fly but I know just where you'll hide
You are a bird but I'm a bride
I'll take nothing less than you
I'll take nothing less than you

Time passes by and winter turns to spring
I wait for you but you don't come
I sat past the setting sun
I sat past the setting sun
Very nice Dolly. Thank you for contributing!
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A couple of weeks ago, someone asked me to go back to writing my poetry. Within a few minutes I had this completed.


Oh Young Maiden born in the Spring
Your hair is as gold as the sun that shone above
Your youthful joy appears as you run thru the flowers
soon your time will come and you will grow to maturity

Oh Mother of Summer, your youthful days are gone
Your children play in the sand at your feet
Soon they will leave and you will be on your own
and you will age to be wiser than before

Oh Old Woman of the Autumn
Your skin has changed to the colors of brown leaves
that crush as you walk thru the warm days
Soon you will die and only your memory will remain

Oh Lady of Death, hear our cries
Our souls rejoice as the snow covers our land
for in the Spring you will be reborn
But the memory of your life will continue on
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That was wonderful Poet truly wonderful and I thank you kindly.
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Thanks again Dolly for the compliment. I wrote something long ago similar to that but I lost the document I kept the poem in.


I wrote this back in 2007... however recently someone read it and thought I wrote it about them.... Nah...


You say we are best friends
but actions speak louder than words
and your actions are lacking
because they make me disbelieve

How can I trust you?
How can it ever be the same?
Do you even care
or is this some game?

Im tired of the lies and
all the disappointments
because they bring me down
and I can waste my time on something else

Stay away,
Don't come near
because my heart is tired
and my eyes have no more tears
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