Let the Bodies Decay

[endofspoon]

How many of you people write poetry?

[bondfan]

I wrote some emo poetry during my whiny depressed gothc phase of life.
ATM I need a way to become depressed, cause I want to write some for a friend of mine. But I dunno how to if I'm not depressed:/

[pilot939]

yes i write poetry i rather enjoy it :p it helps pass the time when the computers taken, the tv's taken and the books have all been read, and i'm not in the mood to draw :p

[endofspoon]

you ppls want to try posting some?

[bondfan]

Some remarks first:
1. I'm no native speaker, so my choice of words and the vocabulary I can choose em from isn't that good.
2. None of these are good, "Suicidal Dream" and "Hate" suck^^
3. As I said, whiny angsty gothic poetry;)
4. With only a few exceptions I don't like rhyming. I like modern poetry.
5. These are the only ones I've written in English.
6. Those were written 3 to 5 years ago.

Born into a hell

We are born
into a hell
we won't come out
until we die

We are afraid
to live the life
we have to live
in agony

We will die
soon
as we got the pluck
to do the appropriate.



Hate

Once I loved her,
looked up to her,
admired her.
Times changed.
she wasn't the one
she never was.
I was deceived by her
blinded by her kindness.
As I deserved?
I was the foolish
And all the love turned to Hate
All repentance I'd never expect
would come too late.
Cause this Love has turned to Hate

Suicidal Dream

Blood is running in my throat
My knife is falling off my hand
I close my eyes, the world gets calm
And everything ends

[TheLittleStrawberry]

For some reason, poems sometimes annoy me alot.

Yes I wrote some... and burned them afterwards.

[endofspoon]

here is one of mind....
I wrote it ...... yesterday i think..


I Stand Tall

always crushed down
pushed and crumbled
beaten and bleeding
always trying
hope evaids
darkness swarles near
trusting no one
everyone backstabing
hurting and hunting
this body found
floating in space
beaten
brusied
crusted with blood
hunted down
forever enslaved
in this world of hate
and crimes
nothings right
no happyness ever to be found
love no one,
then never get hurt,
but live an isolated life
it the "friends" with the power
power to distroy
distroy this life
distroy this soul
distroy this body
and everything it represents
sturggle in vain
reach out,
love,
then
get stabed in the heart
fake it
nothings wrong,
its just in your mind
and to this mind
I stand tall
in reallity
I can not stand at all
so beated and brusid
crushed and broked
crusted blood caked onto this skin
movement impossible
hope rushes out the door
nothing but darkness
I stand tall
take in hatred in with pride
take the beating with glory
I stand defeated

[SlaveBoy]

i was force to write in school i don like it and cause i am force to write one i hate it even more

[saintcmj13]

hmmm...really slaveboy?

u hate poetry because you were forced to write it?

but arent you a slave and loved to be forced to do things?


anyways, i have no qualms with poetry but i do not like sad whiny poetry...i like robert frost and them

especially shel silverstein...he was a genius :)

i doubt anyone remembers him though

[Tony12]

I have never really understood poetry :confused:
I don't know how people enjoy poetry... I just find it to be words written on a piece of paper mixed with some metaphors and similee's etc...
Though i like books :)
I read alot...

[Lonelyangel]

Nightshade

The sky darkens above our heads
for a solitary moment all is quite
the world stops moving,
it's just me and you.

You question yourself as i stroke your hair
You seem to fear the present
I worry about my past
there's nothing left for us to do.

Under the darkened night sky.

Lonelyangel

[pilot939]

inches from my bloodstained hand
my fallen foe is laying slained
all around me the sands of time
blow away at this life of mine
there is no meaning to all this war
as all mine enemies lie on thy floor
are they enemies or are they not
for they are humans on this world we've got
this world we have is too good to lose
so live in harmony do not abuse
unless you see the end of time
you will never know this life of mine
to have killed and slain for much more land
to hold your enemy, your brother
with my bloodstained hands...

just wrote this now. and if u dnt believe me, do a search on google and u will find it only on this site. :D
i just thought i'd do a poem on war...seeing as whats going on atm, and for past wars. (yes am very bored atm)