Post by Razornail on Mar 1, 2008 17:11:59 GMT -5
I wanted to share some of my poetry with all of you. Although this section doesn't say anything about allowing something more or less than stories. But I have a poem to share that is like a story. And it was one of the worst nightmares I had.
Poem: Nightmare..
Family cheer.
Unseen seer.
All must be at peace.
But none shall know the deceased.
In all knowledge, I now see.
In sharp turns, I must breathe.
In the horror I only sense.
Only I became tense.
I cry, I plead.
No one understands why I want to leave.
They hold, they soothe.
They don't let me move.
The darkness pass through me.
But now I see.
Many will turn to death.
Only I can let out a breath.
They fool, they play.
Don't know their dismay.
Only I stand around.
The spirits awaken from the ground.
The gentle day.
I no longer say.
They will die.
The flame will pass by.
Slumber claimed me too short.
Spirits protect me from the decision of the court.
I awake.
Just to the mistake.
No sound.
No one around.
No light.
Only the glow from the night.
Burnt floors and dark dots hurt my eyes as I wept.
Feeling alone, I lost all that I kept.
The spirits and the flame caught all.
Yelling out and screaming into the halls.
--
Well, I hope you guys like it... it's one of my favorite poems, even if the last part haunts me for days on end. If you would like a more, descriptive meaning on what every four sentences mean, ask me and I will post it afterwards.
Poem: Nightmare..
Family cheer.
Unseen seer.
All must be at peace.
But none shall know the deceased.
In all knowledge, I now see.
In sharp turns, I must breathe.
In the horror I only sense.
Only I became tense.
I cry, I plead.
No one understands why I want to leave.
They hold, they soothe.
They don't let me move.
The darkness pass through me.
But now I see.
Many will turn to death.
Only I can let out a breath.
They fool, they play.
Don't know their dismay.
Only I stand around.
The spirits awaken from the ground.
The gentle day.
I no longer say.
They will die.
The flame will pass by.
Slumber claimed me too short.
Spirits protect me from the decision of the court.
I awake.
Just to the mistake.
No sound.
No one around.
No light.
Only the glow from the night.
Burnt floors and dark dots hurt my eyes as I wept.
Feeling alone, I lost all that I kept.
The spirits and the flame caught all.
Yelling out and screaming into the halls.
--
Well, I hope you guys like it... it's one of my favorite poems, even if the last part haunts me for days on end. If you would like a more, descriptive meaning on what every four sentences mean, ask me and I will post it afterwards.
