Serene Poetry

First and foremost, I like how it says "gifted artist" for the forum description. Because some of us aren't all that gifted, just plain lucky. Anyways here's a few samples of shit I've written.

Oh Memory, Oh Memory
May thy light shine bright
Oh Memory, Oh Memory
May thy keep you in light
Oh, Memory, Oh Memory
You keeper is no more
Oh Memory, Oh Memory
For she has reached the unearthen Shore
Oh Memory, Oh Memory
Nevertheless, she shall live once more
Oh Memory, Oh Memory

I myself am
The trigger to the gun
The gun that I shoot now
The gun that I taught another to fire
Now we both share the same fate
I myself am
Darkness
There is nothing but a black empty void
Where there should be a soul
My soul is gone
Now I feel naked where I should feel fully clothed
What am I
Is what I question while I walk
With her with her hand
Attached to mine
Both covered in blood of a victim
What I shall do next
Is for someone else to decide

Here's some of the poetry that I've actually remembered to save in the past year or so.

Darkness knows all about you
May it shatter our bones
Will show the truth in our souls
Tell us about our friends
Darkness
Will show everything about you
May it shatter your sanity
Finding the lies of our souls
Show the true extent of friendship
Darkness
Will now be all around you
Driving you insane
Breaking your soul
Telling you that you are alone
Darkness
Is all you see

Time
It’s all we have as we lay in the sand
Looking at nothing but the expansive blue sky in front of us
All I feel is your hand wrapped around mine
No sense of anything around us, for we have nothing but

Time
You slowly start to fade away from me
You seem distant and lost
I wished that you would never leave my side again
Now I feel as if my radical dream will never be made reality
And will always be stuck in the confines of our minds

Time
No matter where I am
Be it near the vibrant blue sea or the lush green forest
All I can think of is your gorgeous face and the way you made my heart race
But every time I think of you I start to cry

You are not with me because of the harsh loop we call time
I wish you never left this world, and was always by my side
Or at least if you had to fade away, bring me along
I can’t stand to be away from with you
For now I know how much I needed you
I can only wonder how much you needed me
Now I sit in the sand alone and forgotten

Time and fate are cruel mistresses I know now
For I can only wonder if you are alone and forgotten too



This next poem I actually got into two national high school poem publications.

Sky

Under this Cerulean Sky
I see your smooth and gentle face
Your elegant smile, and the voice that makes birds envy
For you are the reason that I live
And you shall be the reason that I die

Under this Cerulean Sky
It seems that this world wishes to keep us apart
They fear the deep down dark secrets that we share
I promise you I'll never leave your side as long as I draw breath

Under this Cerulean Sky
And when we reach our unfortunate end
Be it tomorrow or years later when the reapers black cloak is seen
I will always love you
I shall wish that you shall always love me

Under this Cerulean Sky
Our love will wilter in this world
But it shall bloom ever more beautiful in the next
Filled with colors and hues more beautiful then the last
I promise you this with words silently leaking out my lips

Under this Cerulean Sky
I softly say goodbye
Dead to all but you and the lovely blue sky

Joker wrote:This next poem I actually got into two national high school poem publications.

That's pretty cool.

Anyways I might have said some weird analysis thing like "the use of the word time as its own line at the start of each stanza or whatever made me think of a bell tolling, like to count out the hours or something, because time" but I'm all spent today so I cannot. Maybe later.

Not my best work but hey at least it's somethin

I hope this is nothing more than a malevolent dream
That’s all I ask as I look at your body
Lifeless and bloody for the hard fought war
A war against myself and my inner being
I wish that I knew what I had done to you my love
For this is what I feared and is not the malevolent dream I held so dear

Your skin melts in my hands nothing more than butter
There is blood on my hands that I wish I could clean
But I know that no matter how much I clean they will smell of rotten blood and of my evil desires
That’s all I think as I look at the skeletal remains that I see below me that was once you

Eyesight blurred by my own face looking at me
It laughs at me, treating me like I am a fool for loving you
This thing with my own face why does it mock me
Treating the loss I just took as nothing more than useless waste

I feel my sanity shatter like it was nothing more than glass falling
My mind wants to forget you and all the love I had for you
Know I know why that double was mocking my loss
Because he knew what was coming and laughed at the pain he knew I was going to endure
However I chose not to endure, and my soul, my thoughts of you, my wish to hear you laugh again
Is crushed like nothing more than a meaningless rock

I have to keep reading this last one, cause I wanna figure out what inspired it.

...Or perhaps you can tell me? Either way I like it.

Metal Rabbit wrote:I have to keep reading this last one, cause I wanna figure out what inspired it.

...Or perhaps you can tell me? Either way I like it.

Kinda a mix of Persona 2, some sleep depervation, and whatever I posted in my AMV topic.

Not the strangest inspiration. I once wrote a poem about unibrows and cheese.

I must say these are some good poems some of them kinda suprised me.

Something I did a while back that I just found out that I did file away

Bad Apple
That's what I ate today
Chewing into it's mushy center
Another form of me arises as I swallow
I because of the pale red

Bad Apple
She is as vicious as I am gentle
She is the ebon dark to my soft light
My sanity is chipped and cracked, slowly dissipating before my eyes
All because of that damned

Bad Apple
I see the many forms of my emotions inside of me
Anger, envy, joy and greed
Fighting each other like a pack of rabid wolves
My emotions control my once cold and distant body due to the

Bad Apple
All of my emotions have died inside of me
Only my maddening rage and furry remain
Like a testament to my previous life.
My twin, my previous desires, has received the spoils of this war
My defenseless body, now a vessel to her vile deeds damn that

Bad Apple
Now I walk this world, her in complete and utter control of my silent fire
Watching her reap the innocent of their souls
Praying to anyone who can help me find

A good apple
So I can regain what was lost
My body and my soul
So I can retake control
So I can set everything right in the world

Another wonderful piece of stuff

I wear this mask
To hide my soul from the blood I spill
From the lives I have needlessly ended
I wonder why I wear this snow white mask
Then I realize that I have no choice but to wear it

This mask starts to break effortlessly
As the chips and cracks start to appear so do the memories of all those I’ve wronged
Dead babies and mothers on the floor
A small pool of crimson blood flooding from their empty heads
My mind starts to scream, trying to drown out its own pain and suffering

Then I see you, and your lovely raven hair
With you in noticeable pain on the ground filled with nothing but harsh suffering
A gun appears in my vision, my own weapon pointing at you almost like it was too easy just to kill you
I try to wake from this nightmare in my mind, but nothing works as everything is nothing more than harsh truth.
You just look at me weakly, smile and content all across your face
“I hope you escape this hell soon” she whispers to me before my mind goes blank

The mask is broken off
And I start to feel nothing but pain
Wondering how long it’s been since that violent memory
I wish to see her again, tears rolling down my dry face
I find a gun in my heavy pocket and realize
That I shall

A bit cliche, really, but I did like the last few parts.

The whole thing kinda reminds me of Samuel Peckinpa's "Salad Days".

Also, watch out for typos. There's one in the first paragraph.

God I hate poetry class but sometimes it produces a result

This is probably the best thing I created in 10 minutes

Slash your mind
Slash your heart
Detach yourself from your sanity before the choir hits
The hearlds of chaos sing their lines going
Ahahahahahah

Slash your mind
Slash your heart
Heralds of the demoic choir demand their sacrifice
Sanity slowly seeping form your pale white veins
The age of doubt beings for you and me
However this age will be meaningless for the many corpses on the ground


Slash your mind
Slash your heart
They don’t care if you call them crazy
All they want is to ignite the world in a fire that spreads and never ends
Time stands still ready for Dies Irae
Are you?
The Hearlds of demonic choir chanting nothing but
Ahahahahah bring me destruction

Slash your mind
Slash your heart
Sanity is wasted on the weak
These pretentious fools plaguing the world
Maybe death is the best medicine
Maybe this world should be engulfed in death and chaos
Death and Destruction the Law and Order
A small twisted smile on my lips

Slash your mind
Slash your heart
Lucifer I am ready
The Holy Knight for your crusdade against god above
Allow me to start this new world
Striking down the unworthy all while muttering
Ahahahahah